Jeff's P.O.V
"Come on." I say grabbing her hand and pulling her along with me. "Where are we going?" She asks, giggling.
"You'll see." I reply vaguely. We walk a little longer and then I covers her eyes. "Hey! What are you doing?" She asks. "Shhhh." I tell her. Then I open the window and life her into it. "Keep your eyes closed." I whisper when her feet touch the ground.
I walk up beside her. "You can open your eyes now." I tell her. She opens them. When she sees where we are she looks at me, confused.
"I'm going to teach you." I say. "Teach me what?" She asks. I grin, "Just watch, Bre." He replies.
I walk over to the guys bed. He jumps and wakes up. I put my hand over the guys mouth, smile, and whisper, "Go to sleep." And then I slit his throat.
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1 week later
"Jeff can I talk to you for a second?" Bre asks nervously. "Umm. Yeah, sure." I reply, unsure.
"Umm. I think I like you." She says. "I like you too, Bre." I say chuckling quietly. "No, you don't understand. Not like that it's more than like. I think I'm in love with you." She explains, avoiding eye contact.
I stop breathing. Well, not really but it feels like it. "I umm... I'm sorry but, I don't know what to say... I'm uh... going to go back inside now." I reply, stupidly. She nods and follows me inside. She goes to her room and I go to mine.
I sit down on my bed. What the hell am I supposed to do? I love her. Hell, I've loved her ever since that one night at her house. I sigh. Maybe she won't hate me if I try to tell her the truth now.
I get up and walk to her room. I knock a couple times but she doesn't answer so I just walk in. "Bre?" I ask. But there's now use, the rooms empty. Shit. I totally fucked up.
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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.