Loving a Criminal.. (Jeff the Killer x Chris Motionless)

Flashbacks PART THREE

Jeff's POV

I forced myself to run faster after this man called Vincent.

He knows about Fuck Face and the puppet thing!

But how did he come up with that nick name?!

"COME BACK!"

Vincent suddenly stopped and looked at me, out of breath.

"What do you want?!" He bellowed.

"You know about Fuck Face?"

"Of course I do.  Although we're breaking the rules..."

"What rules?"

"Different fandoms shouldn't be together."

"What do you mean 'fandoms'?"

"I'm in the Five Nights at Freddy's fandom, you're in the CreepyPasta fandom.  It would ruin everything."

I felt something click between us.

No not that 'love' click.

The rebellious friendship click.

"Why would it ruin everything?" I asked, rather obliviously.

He sighed heavily then shook his head.

"Zalgo doesn't like us so he forbid any CreepyPasta from being friends with us."

"Oh..."

I don't even know why I'm bothering...

"Well...I'm leaving..." I said.

"Wait, Jeff!"

"What?" I growled out.

"Please...can I see your phone?"

"I guess..." I handed him my phone then he started typing on it then handed it back.

"Huh?"

"I put my number on there, fucktard."

"Oh..."

"Well 'oh' be best if you leave now."

I nodded my head then I walked away.

He's an odd one...Then I realized I didn't even get his backstory.

"Wait!  Vince!"  I said, turning around to look at him.

He growled loudly.

"What this time?!"

"You never told me your goddamn backstory."

"Oh...perhaps you're right."

"Will you please tell me?!"

He sighed heavily.

"I guess so.  But I'm gonna make the long fucking story short."

"Fine with me."

"When I was a kid I killed my parents cause they didn't give me my goddamn toast then when I was in my early 20s I got a job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza..."

I nodded, signalling for him to continue.

"Yeah well I have always been schizophrenic.."

"WAIT"  I said, interupting him.

"What?"

"What color were you parents that made you purple?"

"My mom was red and my dad was blue."

"Continue."

"Well, like I was saying.  I have always been schizophrenic...well I had a shift one day and I lured 5 kids to the Employees room and killed them so-viciously and stuffed them into the animatronic suits."

"Damn, that's very...gorey."

"Yeah.  I'm leaving now.  We should hang out sometime when I ain't worrying about being caught.."

"Totally." 

And with that, we separated and went our own ways.

A/N

Sorry for the shitty fillers.  Just like them.