Taken. Jeff The Killer X Reader. Dark Story By RoverRose

Chapter 5: The Aftershock

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Anyway, onward with the story.

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"Alright... let's just take it easy now. How are you?" You turned from the small coffee cup in your hands towards the two uniformed men sitting across your bed. Your gaze shifted to the window next to the hospital bed you were lying in.

After the police found you, you were immediately sent to the hospital, to treat your wound. You remembered how you had hugged the police men when they freed you, you kept clinging on to one of the buff guys until your own mother pried you off.

Your wound was not that bad, however in order to prevent probable infections you needed to stay in the hospital for three days.

"I'm fine, thank you." You now turned back towards the police men. They took this case very seriously, especially because 3 of your friends were missing, vanished.

Lola, Farah and Mandy.

You knew how you cried when you first heard this. They never found their bodies inside the house. It was all terrible. You had no idea what happened to them. Are they still alive? Were they taken and then killed? Were they killed and the bodies were disposed somewhere else?

You had no idea.

But you knew this was deadly wrong. The police officers from yesterday told you that this killer you described always killed his victims and deformed them, leaving one bloody mess.

But now there was none.

They never saw the killers, they had found every single phone neatly placed in the room of its owners. Everything except for a few things seemed normal and that just made your blood boil. It was as if they had time to clean up, as if they did all that in just a few minutes.

"Good to hear... Now to talk about yesterday night..." You flinched a little when you recalled that night. That damned night which changed your life forever.

"What happened?" You only sighed as your mind played the whole evening over again. They had asked you this several times yesterday, but you were too upset to even talk properly.

"My friends, Sandy and Lola went out for the night. I decided to go to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night from a loud crash downstairs. I went to check it out and I saw that..." You stopped, images flashing in your head from that time the smiley killer threatened to kill Lola.

"Take your time." The older police man said as he continued to stare at you, the other writing down whatever was important.

"He had a knife pointed towards Lola's neck, threatening to kill her. In order to save her I attacked him with a poke, resulting in this wound." You pointed to the bandages which were covering your lower belly. The older man only nodded and the younger glanced up and then his eyes went back to the paper.

"What happened next?"

"The rest of the girls woke up and he... called another killer." You knew how very strange that sounded, but it was the truth. However they didn't know that.

"He called?" The older one asked and you turned your gaze to the side.

"He yelled his name... and then he appeared." He didn't believe you, you knew he didn't.

"Where did he come from?" Out of a puff of smoke. Of course you could not tell him that! He might as well throw you in an asylum!

"I-I don't know..." You replied. This wasn't entirely false, for you had no idea where this man came from.