Sweet Dreams

Nine

Jeff's P.O.V

"Well, you see here. I need someone to talk to. Because apparently if you keep your emotions bottled up inside of you, it'll make you insane. I'm already insane, I don't think my brain can afford anymore insanity. So, I thought, who better for me to talk to than you. Because you won't be able to tell anyone about it." I tell the girl, laughing. She starts crying.

"No. You are not supposed to cry. You are just supposed to listen!' I say, yelling the last part. I glare at her as she cries harder. She hiccups but tries to stop. "Good job." I congratulate her, when she finally stops.

"Now are you ready to listen?" I ask, my jaw clenching from anger. She sniffles another sob and nods.
I sigh, "This girl. I met her exactly two years, one week, and two days ago. At first i wanted to kill her like I killed her family. The problem was, she was to crazy to care, so, she just shrugged her shoulders awaiting her death. But I couldn't bring myself to kill her. I used to think it was because she didn't care and it would have taken all the fun out of it but I'm not sure." I stop waiting for her to say something.

"Oh. Umm. You want me to say something..." she says and I nod. "Well, i-it seems like, t-to m-me that you a-are in l-love with the g-girl." She says, unsure.

"No. No, I can't be in love with her. I can't be in love with anyone. I'm a murderer. Murderers don't have those types of feelings." I say, mostly to myself, but I knew the truth then and I know the truth now, I'm in love with Bre Morgan.

The girls still looking at me and then quietly, she asks, "Is there more of the story?" I nod.

"A week and two days after I met her, she confessed her love to me. And me being the dumbass I am said that I didn't know what to say to that but I did. I went inside to my room and a couple minutes later I decided to tell her how I felt so, I went to her room but, she was gone. I haven't seen her for the past two years." I tell her.

"Can I go per before I die?" She asks. What the fuck kind of last request is that? Whatever. I nod and untie her. She goes into the bathroom.

A couple minutes later I realize something. There's a window in that bathroom. Shit. I get up and run to the bathroom. The door doesn't lock so I just open it. God damn it. She's gone.

I climb out the window and see her running down the alley. I run after her.

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Sydnie's P.O.V.

"Dot, do you really think he's here? We've looked everywhere and he's never there. He's probably already left." I tell her, doubting that he's here, again.

Just as she was about to answer we heard an ear piercing scream. We looked at each other. And then ran towards it.

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Jeff's P.O.V

I found her and she screamed. Her scream sone turned to gurgling though when I slit her throat. "Go to sleep." I whispered.

I turned to go home and saw to girls running towards me. "Oh my frickity frack, Dot, you were right." The one on the right said. The other one just said, "uhhuh." In agreement.

Then the first one came right up to me and bitch slapped me in the face. Then the other one punched me, "That's was for Bre." She said and then kicked me in the balls. I groaned and they walked away. Bre?

Hi. Ok first off I want to tell you that Bre's name is actually Breawna Smith. Not Bre Morgan. But her step dad, mom, and little brothers last name is Morgan. And she loves her step dad more like a dad than her biological dad. And she likes Bre better cuz she thinks her real name is weird (but its actually a really pretty name and the unique way that its spelled is awesome. So yeah...
♡Ash