Jeff The Killer X Reader: Heartless

Chapter 2

(Your POV)

I had never asked to be hated, nor would I ever think on trying to ask for such a feeling. I read my enrapturing book, reading every word with no effort or care. As I read, a passage from an earlier book hit my mind, and I began to think, the gears starting to turn. I thought to myself in a great urge to get to my point.

' Wait just a diddly darn second (Y/N).  Why am I still in this hell hole??? I'm 18, and there is nothing left her for me, not that there was in the first place. I'm so dumb. I mean, seriously?! I'm 18, and have a car, I'm going to an AMAZING college, and I have a job that I like, but need to get out of if I'm to afford my funds. But... Why didn't I think of leaving sooner...? Maybe it's because? N.O.P.E.. I need to get out of here if I'm going to live the rest of my life... But how will I get passed him? '. 

I was considering the option of going by him since he was passed out drunk, but he would wake up before I could get all my stuff out. I then realized that was the worst possible way of doing it. I thought and thought for quite some time, and since I'm so dumb, came up with the easiest way to get out. By the window. My window was right next to the bed, and one foot from the ground, so I knew that it would be the best way. 

I locked my door, and placed large furniture in front of it.  As I put the last peice of furniture in place, I heard a slight noise on the other side of the door.

 ' Fudge Fughhhh. I need to move. '

 I opened the window, placing all my art stuff outside it, along with my violin items. After that was finished, I heard a pounding on my door. 

"(Y/N)(M/N)(L/N) Get out here RIGHT NOW!! Open this door IMMEDIATELY!'.

 I move faster, shoving every peice of clothing into the suitcase and exiting the window. I believed that I couldn't save everything, so, I had prepared when I was little to exit from the outside of my window to get to the inside. I put a tab on the outside of the window, and left the window unlocked at all times. 

I heard my dad fumbling around with a pick at the lock. It clicked, and he attempted to move the door, but to no avail. He screamed in pure anger. I panicked. Putting all my stuff in the car as fast as humanly possible. He knew something was up, and he wanted to know. I had successfully put my stuff in the car. I went up to the window, and none of the Furnature was moved from the door. 'Guess he wasn't strong enough'. I crawled in, and gathered more items. I had actually gathered all of the remaining items. I left the window, and immediately all the furniture was moved out of the way.

Phillip was extremely mad. He saw me as I closed the window, and pressed a small button of the hinge. He went up to the window to open it, but it didn't. I ran to the car , putting the rest of my stuff in it. He ran to the front door in a blazing fury as he screamed,

 "WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!!!!." 

I started the car, and pressed the gas peddle as hard as I could, propelling myself out of the driveway, and on to the street. I stopped, seeing my dad on the front porch just glaring at me with hatred. In an instant, the last straw broke the camel's back, and I told him off.

" I'm leaving you abusive asshole!" 

I smiled at him in a sarcastic way, and flicked him off. He looked surprised at my action. I rolled up the window, and drove off, leaving the world I lived in behind me, my abusive father, no friends, lonliness. Huh...Maybe I could get used to living without that!