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Chloe's POV
The Next Morning
I woke up to the sound of children playing around me. Oh yeah, I forgot. I fell asleep in the park.
"Whoa, mommy, look! I found a hobo in the tubes!" a little kid exclaimed. I didn't want any questions this morning, so I decided it was time to get home. I mean, I know I'm already practically dead, in two ways, but still.
When I was walking away, I could have sworn I saw no other than Jeff the Killer himself. I turned around, hoping that it wasn't going to be the day I die. Though, there was no one to be seen.
Please, no. I can't die yet...
I kept thinking of how cool yet wrong it was that I was face to face with a serial killer. It isn't every day that you meet the one and only, Jeff the Killer. My mom was probably going to kill me, and my dad will probably do worse, when I get home.
I walked along the side of the road, and heard a quiet laughter from behind. I spun around to see if he was back for me. I sighed a sigh of relief. Nope. Not today. So, I continued to walk, and hummed to a song I had stuck in my head from on the flight yesterday. You know that one song you absolutely hate, but know every word to it? Yup, that's the song stuck in my head now.
I finally got home about ten minutes later, and thought it wouldn't be best to barge in through the front as if saying "Hey family, I'm home from the park in which I fell asleep in last night! Go ahead and kill me, now!" So I snuck in through my window, which was fairly difficult, having it on the second floor, and of course seeing Ria there waiting.
"Where the hell have you been, Chloe?! I was worried sick! What did you do this time?! And don't even say 'nothing' because I saw the sirens last night!" Well, she was obviously pissed. "So, are you going to answer me? Or gawk at me like I'm freaking Taylor Lautner?" I started to laugh, but stopped once I saw how upset she was.
"I'm fine, Ria. I fell asleep in the park, that's all. And I didn't do anything! There was a false break in or something. It's fine! Do mom and dad know?" By now, that's all I really cared about; my parents finding out. "No, I saved your ass, again. I told them you were just homesick and took a walk while we were sleeping. You actually came in just on time. Congrats," she said, slowly sitting down on my bed. I went over and sat down next to her, thinking of whether or not I should tell her about my little rendezvous with the infamous Jeff the Killer.
I decided why not.
As I started to tell her what really happened, the man himself paid a visit.
"Hello, again. Did ya miss me?" he said in that creepy dark voice he had. He slowly walked over and took that stupid knife out of his pocket, once again. "No." I backed away, still on my bed. I felt Ria backing away, too.
"And then there were two. I told you I'd be back," he said as he walked over. He had a deadly look in his eyes, like an animal. He had a creepy smile that fit him perfectly. "Please, no, please." I kept saying please, knowing it wouldn't help anything.
"Ohh no. I've waited all night for this. You might have escaped me yesterday, but I have you now." He continued walking over to us, when Ria and I looked at each other. We smirked at each other, and remembered the softball bats I had right next to my bed. Well, playing softball has its advantages. We both took hold of one, and jumped at Jeff. He was obviously surprised by this because he was hit right in the chest. He was knocked onto the ground, but got up right away. Jeff took his knife and leaped at Ria, causing me to thrown my bat at him. "Ahhh, Ow!" Ria screamed. He had cut her leg, not too bad, but it looked painful. I picked up a pair of scissors and threw them at him. He dodged them, and they flew out the window. Well, there goes my weapon, I thought. I didn't realize how quiet it had gotten, until I turned around, finding Jeff right in front of me with his knife against my throat. Ria was sitting on the ground, holding her leg in pain.
"Why do you try? Huh? What's the point? You know who I am, yet you still try to escape me! You're extremely stupid, you know that? I let you go last time, but I don't intend to let you go this time. So why don't you jus-" I immediately regretted what I had just done; I interrupted a serial killer.
"No! You are not going to kill me, and I'm not going to let you!" I yelled at him and spit in his face. He took the knife off of my throat, and slowly started to stab my arm. I screamed in pain, and yet no one came. "But that's the thing. You see, once you come in contact with Jeff the Killer, you should have been dead then. So, do us a favor and...GO TO SLEEP!"
I kicked him in the place where guys hurt most, and threw my fists at him. He lunged at me, losing his grip on my shoulders. I ran over to Ria, who was passed out cold, from the pain, I'm guessing. I looked up at Jeff, who was hovering over me now, pissed as ever with the animal look in his eyes again.
I covered Ria as best as I could from Jeff. He knelt in front of me and took the knife up to my face. He slid it across my lips, and I trembled.
"Such pretty lips. It sucks that they belong to a girl like you, huh? So ignorant. So selfish. Did you know that it only takes me about two minutes to kill an entire family? Impressing, isn't it? Too bad. It really is. Haha, and you thought you could escape ME." In the middle of this little, uh, speech, we heard sirens, and the front door was knocked down. "You might have gotten away, but your family sure as hell didn't. I'll be back. And next time, you are NOT escaping me." And with that, he left. He jumped out of my bedroom window. Where to? I don't even know.
"Caleb," Ria had just gained back her consciousness and kept whispering his name. Right then, someone knocked on the door, followed by, "Police! Open up!"I opened the door for them, and they asked if we were alright. They asked is we were home alone, and that's when I understood what Jeff had meant; "Mom! Dad!"
I ran out of my room and went over to Ria's room. I didn't see Caleb anywhere, so I thought he might have left just in time to live. I ran downstairs to my parents' room next. I saw the door slightly open, and that there was blood smeared on the carpet and door.
"No," I opened the door and both of my parents were lying on the ground. Their throats slit, their mouths carved into smiles like Jeff's, their chests with many-no, too many-stab wounds. I saw the room spin, the officers walk into the bloody mess, and I blacked out.
Three Days Later
Ria's POV
I woke up in the hospital with a cast on my leg, and arm, along with a wild assortment of cuts and bruises. I couldn't remember what had happened exactly, only that we had a little visit paid by a serial killer, and that he had almost killed me and my sister...
There was a nurse at my side, and she seemed very surprised to see me awake. She spoke into a walkie talkie kind of thing. "Um, doctor? She's awake. And wants her sister?"
"Chloe," I didn't notice I had been asking for her a lot. I didn't remember however long I was in here for or what day or time it was. All I knew was that I needed Chloe and I needed her now. "I want my sister! Where is she? Please, get her!" I started to worry about what happened. Did she live? I wasn't sure about it.
"Hon, don't strain yourself. You just got out of a coma, it's okay. Your sister will be with you soon." The nurse was awfully nice, and I didn't want to have to do this to her, but I started to scream at her.
"I WANT MY SISTER, AND HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO SEE HER NOW! GET MY SISTER DOWN HERE, OR I'M GOING TO DISCONNECT THIS CORDY THING! I'M SERIOUS, GET MY SIST-" I felt myself getting dizzy, and I blacked out again. Yep, probably not the best idea..
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