Love kills (Jeff the Killer love story)

Chapter Five: everyones a little crazy

Chapter Five

Everyone's a Little Crazy

I watched him as he slept. Finally he was at peace. I really was crazy. The boy in my bed was a murder, yet I felt comforted by it. I felt like nothing could happen to me. I guess I could relate to him in a way. I know how it is to snap. Many times I've had an anger built up so bad I would just imagine my self doing terrible things and it made me feel better. I can't say I blame him. I brushed a piece of hair off his face. I didn't expect it to be as soft as it was. I smiled a bit. Deciding I should get some sleep, I got under the blanket with him. I jumped a little when I felt a cold arm wrap around my waist and pulled me it. There was that soothing honey smell.

Jeff's pov

Like so many times. I chased he small figure through the woods. I was much faster than her an could easily grab her but, I was all about the game. Her black hair whipped around behind her like silk ribbons as the moonlight shined off it. I watched as her foot caught on that root right as she had hope upon seeing my house. This was something I had seen so many times before. I let out a chuckle before stepping towards her. She seemed stunned as I go closer. Instead of trying to limp away she stood and walked towards me. She stood in front of me all fear was gone from her face. I looked at her. That pale, round face. Her bright doe eyes looking into mine. Her slightly parted full lips. Even the button nose was permanent in my brain. Her hair fell like mine in a way, just longer. Something was off. I touched my own face to realize that my forced smile wasn't there. My eyes grew wide as I saw hers grow wide and eerily bright. My breathing quickened when she started to smile and her mouth started to spilt creating my own ear to ear smile. She pulled out a shining blade. Before I could do anything she shoved it deep into my stomach. My blood stained her white hoodie. I fell to my knees and was almost eye level with her. She cradled my face. I watched as she leaned into me and her lips softly pressed to mine only for a second before she pulled away and whispered into my ear I her smooth voice.

"Go to sleep."

Lucifer's pov

My eyes flutter open. It was strange. I didn't have a dream last night. I smiled to myself. I looked down at the pale hang and sleeved arm around me. I giggled softly and jumped on top of Jeff.

"Wake up!" I shouted at him. His eyes popped open. He smiled at me and before I could do anything he had flipped me so he was place above me. My face burned when I saw how we were. His hands pinned my arms above me and my legs were hitched over his hips as if I were I'm his lap.

"You're fast." I said a little breathless. He smirked at me and released my arms. He back up and helped me into a sitting position. 'What are you doing?' I blinked a couple times and shook my head. 'Do you want to die?' I shook my head again' harder. 'He doesn't care about you. He only wants to kill.' My breath quickened as the the voices echoed around in my head. They grew louder and louder.

Look at me." My head snapped the Jeff. The voices went silent. He looked so sympathetic.

"I can't imagine what it's like. Having that in your head." He said to me.

"It's not so bad. It's when they're loud and screaming." I said making a face.

"What do they say?" He asked.

"It's always something. Saying I'm weird. Little whispers. Lately it's been warning about you." He raised an eyebrow.

"Warnings?"

"Don't get close. Are you dense. He'll kill you." I went on. I looked him over.

"Do you believe them?" He asked. I smiled.

"At first I considered it. Now I don't you would. Not even because you had the chance but didn't. I know the shadows wouldn't have lead me to you. They don't put me in danger." He looked like he was understanding.

"So, basically the shadows keep you safe and the voices are assholes." I giggled at him.

"I'd rather see things. I can pretend they're not there but, the voices just get louder and louder and are just impossible to ignore. It makes me act out and well, be crazy." He nodded at me.

"Think I'm starting to understand you Lucifer. And I've been wondering, how did you wind up with that name? Not that I don't like it, I do, but most people aren't named after the devil." I sighed.

"My mom never wanted kids. She was a big party girl. She claimed that I was the demon that ruined her life but, she didn't have the heart to abort me. So I was named Lucifer Ivy Foster. She left me at a park one day when I was three and a man found me and raised me as his own." His mouth hung open.

"Wow. That's fucked up and that's coming from me." He said making me laugh.

"Yeah, I'm thankful she's gone." I said looking around absent mindedly.

"Gone as in." He pulled his finger across his throat.

"Yeah. She overdosed on heroine in a crack house in New Orleans." I said as emotionless as possible. I never had any emotion when I talked about her.

"Well, isn't that a cheery tale." He clapped his hands together. I laughed at him. My head turned quickly when I heard my door open. Mikey stepped in and his eyes widened when he noticed the boy in my bed.

"Who's this Luce?" He motioned to Jeff. Mikey wasn't used to people ever being over. Especially not a boy in my room.

"Well, uh." I couldn't seem to find my words. Jeff stood up and walked over to Mikey, holding his hand out.

"I'm Jeff. I'm Lucifer's friend from school." Mikey shook his hand.

"She lets you call her that?" He chuckled. I piped in.

"Only he can." I said from my bed.

"Well, it was nice to meet you Jeff. I'm going to work Luce. Be careful." I nodded as he left the room.

"That's Mikey. He lives here." Jeff raised an eyebrow at me.

"Is this he who found you?" He asked.

"No. My dad died. Mikey lived with us. Since I'm eighteen and dad left me the house and money I couldn't kick him out. So, he still rents a room from me." I said.

"So your dad died?" He asked.

"Yeah, four months ago on my birthday." I looked over at the pictures on my wall. Me and my dad smiling like nothing in the world could get us down.

"I'm so sorry." Imagine, a killer giving condolences.

"No need to apologize. I don't want to be sad about it. He lived such a happy life. I'd rather celebrate his life then mourn his death. Would've wanted that." I smiled.

"You really are amazing. I'm glad it was you in my dreams." I could feel the heat rise to my face.

"Even if you did terrorize my dreams I'm glad it was you." He smiled at me. He looked around my room, like he was taking it all in.

"Nice paint job." He mentioned. I pressed my hand to the wall. Jeff was looking me over.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him. His eyes met mine.

"You're a beautiful girl Lucifer. Inside and out." He walked over and put his hand on mine.

"I'm going to protect you."

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