Love kills (Jeff the Killer love story)

Chapter Four: I can't

Chapter Four

I Can't

I sat at my window, looking out into the darkness. I was still replaying the terrible scene that had happened just hours before. It might make myself seem even more mad but, a part of me was hoping I'd see that pale face. Yes, he had been ready to end my life but, he didn't. I wondered why he didn't. I finally gave up waiting around for him. The crazy part inside of me left the window cracked open just in case. I turned off my light and sunk into the sea of silk black covers all over my bed. I closed my eyes. For once I was hoping that I'd see his face in my dreams. I heard a quiet shuffle. I sat up quickly. I couldn't see anything. I reached over to switch on my bedside lamp.

"Don't!" A raspy voice stopped me. I tried to focus in the dark.

"Jeff?" I called out. I could smell the honey scent. It was mixed with a metallic smell the made me crinkle my nose.

"I'm here. I just don't want you to see me like this." His voice was soft.

"I'm turning on the light Jeff." I had to see him. I reached over and clicked the switch. My room lite up. At the foot of my bed he sat. His white hoodie stain red. It had to be blood. It would explain the smell.

"What happened?"

"I told you I wasn't normal." He said, avoiding my gaze.

"We need to talk about this." I said to him. Finally he turned to me.

"I'm a killer, Lucifer. I kill people. I have these urges. When it happens I become what you see in your dreams and I have to have blood on my hands. Before you, I had no problem with it. I did it as I pleased. I never feel remorse. But, I can't bring myself to kill you." He let his head fall into his hands. I crawled to him. I put a hand on his shoulder.

"Honestly. You're talking to someone who talks to herself, hears random voices an lets shadowy figures lead her into the woods. Do you think I don't want to snap sometimes? We all do. You've reached your limit and that's something I can understand." He looked at me.

"Aren't you scared of me?" He looked near tears.

"I'll admit, I was at first but, If I do recall I've dealt with you too many times to count." He smiled and laid his head on my shoulder. So this is what it's like to have a best friend.

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Sorry it's short. I just couldn't think of anything else to put in there. Well I hope you enjoyed.