Bre's P.O.V.
"Come on." Jeff says grabbing my hand and pulling me along with him. "Where are we going?" I ask him, giggling.
"You'll see." He replies. We walk a little longer and then he covers my eyes. "Hey! What are you doing?" I ask. "Shhhh." He says. Then I feel myself being lifted into the air. "Keep your eyes closed." He whispers as my feet touch the ground.
I feel him come up beside me. "You can open your eyes now." He tells me. I open them. We're in someone's bedroom. I look at him, confused.
"I'm going to teach you." He says. "Teach me what?" I ask. "Just watch, Bre." He replies.
He walks over to the person's bed. The person jumps and wakes up. Jeff puts his hand over the person's mouth and whispers, "Go to sleep." And slits the person's throat.
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1 week later
"Jeff can I talk to you for a second?" I ask him nervously. "Umm. Yeah, sure." He replies, unsure.
"Umm. I think I like you." I tell him. "I like you too, Bre." He says, not understanding. "No, you don't understand. Not like that it's more than like. I think I'm in love with you." I explain, avoiding eye contact.
"I umm... I'm sorry but, I don't know what to say... I'm uh... going to go back inside now." He replies. I nod and follow him inside. I pack a bag with just stuff I need and then I leave with no intention of ever seeing him again.
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Sweet Dreams
RomanceThis is a Jeff the killer love story. My friend Bre doesn't want to write one. So I'm gonna write one for her. Cuz she like loves him. Don't murderalize me if you're reading this please Bre. Lol.
