Breath mints and windowsill conversations

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woah! 22 reads already? thanks guys!! -kylie 

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I Grabbed my phone and called sams old phone which still works "sam?" "yeah?" "are you ok?" "am I ok?! I CAME CLOSE TO DEATH BECAUSE OF YOU!!!" "Sam! I kicked him in the face for a reason! I didn't think he'd attack you!" "well no sh-t kai! Hes a serial killer!" "ik that! just. bring the $50 tomorrow I need new art supplies" she calms down and actually laughs. "bye sam" "bye kai" I hang up the phone and go upstairs and wasn't paying attention. I was about to change into pajamas when I saw a pair of marble white eyes though the window. I scream. HE. WAS. ABOUT. TO. WATCH. ME. CHANGE! "PERVERT!" I can't help but actually laugh a tiny bit but I keep my glare. I watch as he unlocks my window from the outside with his knife and pulls it open, stow his knife back in his pocket and swing his legs In and sit in my windowsill. "should've not looked up" he says smirking. wait. what? he? "you really are a sick pervert aren't you jeff" I widen my eyes at one of my recent drawings of jeff and snatch it up. too late he saw it. "you must like me if you use your talent on me" "the internet version of you is easier to draw.." I set it down and pick up my own packet of breathmints and throw them at jeff. he catches it. "if you wanna stay eat a few mr.garbage breath" now. some might think. you've grown on jeff pretty quickly. I haven't. I'm still scared to death. I'm just putting on a brave face hoping I wake up tomorrow. I watch as he moves a strand of his greasy...bloody...black hair out of his face and pop three mints into that scarred mouth of his. I almost laughed when he scowled at the stregth of the mints. "where the f-ck did you get these? the tobasco factory?" he scoffs. obviously he doesn't use mints often. "to you maybe. I think they're not too bad" "you're crazy" "your a murderer" he laughs "true true" I see him pull something out of his pocket. An envelope.....he throws it to me which I catch,open and read aloud "Dear Kai, Our plane home is getting repaired we won't be back for another week. we miss you. love Mom and Dad."....a week of jeff appearing at my house. that's all I see it as. then jeff confirms my suspicions "I guess ill be staying around for awhile then" he smirks, "you aren't gonna mind are you kai." it wasn't a question. it was an order. "let me get in my pajamas please. you can go kill someone or whatever" jeff takes off his black bloody converse. and jumps onto my bed. "nope. I'm exploring you're house." "please don't come in my room ok? " "fine" he jumps off my bed and starts wandering down my hall. I shut tje door. wait. did I just invite a murderer in my house? what the hell am I thinking?! I think all of this over as I change into my pajamas. I then open my bedroom door and walk past jeff who's staring aimlessly at as something in my parents room....I haven't gone in there in awhile..."whats in there jeff?" "huh? oh I just spaced out" he eagerly walks over and opens the fridge obviously hungry and is looking through it. "help yourself you seem hungry" I laugh as he pulls out my left over pancakes from a few days ago. I made WAY too many that day. he just starts wolfing it down. I grab a pancake from him and he looks at me like he was about to murder me(again) and I set down the pancake and he finishes eating everylast pancake. I'm on the floor laughing by then. soon after were both laughing. I get up and wipe the tears of laughter from my eyes. I'm glad I got him in a good mood, he just might not kill me. "I'm going to bed, please dont eat me out of house or home. or kill me in my sleep. Good night" I said giggling. I walk back to my bedroom. I hop into bed and fall asleep. I don't know how I did knowing there's a murderer in my kitchen but I did.

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Jeff is a pancake lover? who knew! lol 

~kylie

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