《Scarletts P.O.V》
I bit my bottom lip. Theres a person in my house. And they are slowly coming towards me. If they hurt me, I'll just kill them! Self-Freaking-Defence! Wait...ugh...like people would believe I was the victim. No one would care if i die. People would actually let their kids play outside after 5am again! But I could never do that... too bad for everyone else. I was snapped back into reality as i heard what sounded like a knife, or something, being hit into a wall and then dragged acrossed. I whimperwe. Was this the end? Wait.... its called a door! I'll just run outside! I quickly hold my knife even tighter and run outside slamming the door behind me. As i run i hear the soor bang open, hitting the wall. This just encourages me to go faster.....wait. Why am I running? If this person was just a robber, then he woulsnt chase me out here. So he wants to kill me....death. It sounds so welcoming. I stop running and turn around. Shocked by what i saw.
A face, whiter than the moon itself. And greasy long hair, blacker than the night itself. And his eyes? Stand out like the stars. Large round eyes just staring into mine. Bordered in black. He can't blink....he has no eye lids. But his smile. His smile is just....beautiful? No remove the question mark. His smile truley is beautiful.....Beautiful. His white hoodie is no longer white. Just white and red with what looks like blood splatter here and there. He has normal black skinny jeans on and just regular black converse. He dresses like a normal teenage boy. But this is no ordinary boy i realize....this is Jeff. Jeff the Killer.
"Why did you stop running, Scar?!" He questioned in his deep voice. I closed my eyes and took a step closer, i took his blade with it still and his hand and placed it against my neck, "Because I'm sicking of running...I deserve to die... i WANT to die!" I say as if proud. Jeff cocks his head to the side and whispers, loud enough for me to hear, "And why's that Scar?"
Tears begin to form in my eyes but i say through clenched teeth. "I'm insane...I belong in an asylum...I should of stayed there...I don't deserve to live. So do it..... you have the knife already at my throat", I pause, catching my breath and finish in a shakey voice. "Just do it...."
What he says next shocks me.....
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Jeff The Killers Blade
FanfictionEveryones worn a jacket....but what about a straightjacket? Scarlett Tyler has and by the looks of strange murderes going on after her release may send her back in one. Only thing is....she isnt the killer. Just as she thought her sanity was back to...
