Kai The killer (( a Jeff the Killer Fanfiction)) (Watty Awards 2013-2014)

Nightly call

I scream as the voice produces a knife from his jacket and throws it, barely missing my hand and sinking itself into the wooden coffee table inches from my phone. I cower not knowing what to do. I look up....I can't see his face but....oh god...no it can't be! He isn't real! NO! IM GOING CRAZY! lightning flashes and lightens up the room making my attackers face more gruesome looking...yet...hes beautiful....

"j-jeff?!" I stammer, he looks confused and steps forward making his face more visible, he crouches down and puts his face close to mine. I clench my eyes shut waiting for certain death. I feel his warm, stinky breath on my face. "so you know me huh? well pretty do I scare you? do I make you look in the corner of the bedroom wondering if my beautiful smiles there?" I don't answer. "ANSWER ME!!" I swallow and open my eyes hoping I don't die but I know I will. "y-yes....you do scare me...." His smile seemed to become even wider...it sickened yet entranced me.... jeff pulled the knife out of the coffee table and lightly traces a smile on my face identical to his, as soon as he was about to say something  my phone rung. "m-may I answer th-that?" jeff looked angry "say one thing about me being here and this knife is going through your pretty neck" I widen my eyes fearfully and slowly reach for my phone. Great. Its sam. I answer it "h-hi sam...." "wazzup kai?" "sam I can't talk right now.." "how come" "I just can't but you owe me my fifty bucks." "what?" "hes real. jeffs real. and hes pretty nice." sam didn't answer. I hung up at the silence. Jeff looked absolutely pissed. I smiled deviously. "someone had to know-" jeff swung the knife at my neck. I braced to die, ready for it but my death never came. I looked up at him. he still showed anger on his face...but something else...I couldn't tell....we sat there staring at each other. Anger vs. fear.