Jeff's p.o.v.
I hated doing this...but I just had to. Just to make sure she wouldn't leave me. I couldn't let her leave me. She ignited something inside me that I didn't even know existed....love. Now I know some people might think "oh this is what you do to someone that you love? Drown them?" But no. I'm doing this to protect her from me. Once her body was motionless, I picked her up and carried her back to my room. I laid her gently on my bed and walk over to my night stand. "I have to make her like me," I thought, "so I won't end up hurting her or so she won't run away." I hated doing this, believe me I really do. But it has to be done. I grabbed my thread and needle, knife, and a hypodermic needle slender gave me a while back for when I needed to "change someone". I walked back over to my bed and whispered to myself, "let's get started."
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My Fallen Angel: A Jeff the Killer Novel
FanfictionJeff has been a lost soul for the past 15 years of his life. Until he runs into Bailey. When Bailey was nine, her mother was brutally murdered and has lived with her father ever since. The killer still hasn't been found but that's not what's worryi...
