Stabbed in The Heart -Jeff The Killer X Reader-

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You were at home laughing with your family. You all loved each other. Except your sister. Everyone knows siblings are assholes.... Yea... You loved your family... But people at school are the worst... You were bullied for being a foster child. You was so upset... Is there a problem with being fostered? Lizzie beat you up today. She said,
"Ha. I have to admit... Your body is way better than mine... That's why I bead to BREAK IT!" she and a group of others beat you so hard. You came home and cried in the pillow of your lavender bed. Night time rose and all was asleep. All but you sat in bed drawing. You heard,
"C'mon... This one! Jack! Ugh fine! I'll do it you lazy weirdo..." You was quiet, still drawing as if nothing happened. You sighed and closed your eyes, when you opened them you looked at your doorway. There stood a man, he was looking down, breathing like he ran a marathon. He had a bloody kitchen knife. You were too shocked to move. So you stared. He walked closer, looking up slowly. He brought his knife to your neck and you backed up. He was now in your face as he whispered,
"Go... To... Sle-" he was cut off by a small. "Huh?" He obviously slipped on your pencil you dropped as his lips crashed onto yours. You were both wide eyed. (Well Jeff doesn't have eyelids so.... Hmpff...) He sat up blushing madly. So was you.
"Ummm...." You both said strangely symmetrically. The boy looked around. His permanent smile made you shiver. He left quickly. You shrugged and fell asleep.
(HOW?!?!!!)