Brøken (Jeff The Killer X Reader)

14) Lost

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I woke up the next morning and I was really cold. I looked over and Jeff wasn't there.

"That's why I was cold...Jeff wasn't here to keep me warm" I mutter to myself.

"JEFF!!!! WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!" I yelled out.

I got up out of the bed and left the room. I speed walked down the hallway because I don't like that dark hallway. I walked downstairs and everyone was sitting on a couch, except for slender, in fact I don't think I seen slender at all. I sat down next to E.J. He looked down, making no eye contact (no pun intended).

"E.J....What's wrong?" I asked looking over at him. He looked up but not at me.

"E.J" I put my hand on his shoulder "Tell me" Then, and only then, he looked up at me (you know what I mean). I reached up to his mask and pulled it off his head. He had more blood and scars on his face now. I was about to cry. I knew who it was but I hoped it wasn't him. E.J put the mask back on and looked down.

"D-Did Jeff do that?" I asked. He nodded. I got up and went looking for Jeff. I finally found him in the kitchen, feeding his face. I gave him a death glare. He instantly stopped eating.

"What?" He asked. I started tapping my foot.

"you know what" I said, not looking away from him. He instantly looked mad.

"He was planning to kill you." He whispered.

"bull shit" I said in a loud voice. Jeff sighed.

"why are you protecting him?" Jeff asked me.

"your tougher then him, he needs someone to help him" I said with anger raging in my voice. Jeff got more angry.

"So you love him more then me?!?!" Jeff yelled. My rage was replaced with sadness. Why would he say that? Jeff stormed by me and stomped out the door. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I stayed in the kitchen, crying my eyes out. why would I even trust him? He's a killer!!! I felt a hand on my back so I looked up. E.J was there. I wiped my tears away and faced him. I walked back to the living room with E.J. Everybody was looking at me and E.J. All of a sudden they got up and left the mansion. I looked up at E.J.

"Don't worry, they are only going killing" E.J whispered. Just then, Sally came running down and hugged me. She giggled, making me chuckle softly. E.J looked like he was smiling but I couldn't tell because of his mask. We went to the couches and turned a movie on. Sally sat to the right of me and E.J to the left of me.

*four hours later*

Jeff still hasn't come back so I wanted to go look for him. I still love him and nobody else. I got up from the couch, making sure not to wake them up, and went to Jane's room. I walked in and she wasn't there.

"she wouldn't mind if I borrowed some of her clothes" I muttered.

So I pulled out a _(favorite color)_ shirt and a _(favorite color)_ hoodie. I also pulled out some black jeans and _(favorite color)_ converse. I put it all on and brushed my hair, I haven't done that for so long so it took awhile. Once I was finished, I walked down stairs and slipped out the door. I started walking around through the trees.

"this is gonna take a long time." I muttered to my self.

*many hours later*

I was walking until I started to hear some female moans. Then I heard a very loud male moan. I walked quietly over to the scene. I hid behind a tree when I got close enough to see what was happening. I looked over and saw Jeff on top of another girl. I started crying quietly, I brought my hand up to my mouth.

"Jeff" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me, but he did. He stopped, shot his head up and looked right at me. He started crying when he saw my face. He quickly got up and started to get dressed. I ran into the woods. I heard the girl ask him a question.

"who was she?" the stupid slut asked. I didn't hear him answer, all I heard was foot steps behind me. I started running faster, away from the foot steps. I was to busy trying to run and not thinking about where I was going. The trees were closer together now and I didn't know where I was. The foot steps were gone now. I was walking and breathing heavy. I was scared.

"shit...this is not my day" I muttered.

A/N: such a horrible day