Creepypasta 7 minutes in heaven

Jeff The Killer

You and Jeff both hated the same guy, and you wanted to kill him. Before you two could decide how he was to die, Pinkenema came up behind you two, and shoved a tray of cupcakes in your face.
"Choose one~" She sang, and when you hesitated, she glared at you, an insane look in her eyes. You chose a cupcake, and began eating it. There was something lodged in your throat, and you began coughing, eyes starting to tear up. Finally, you hacked up the object that was making you choke.It landed on the floor with a soft thud. It was a little tiny handheld knife sharpener.
"What the fuck is this Pinkie?!" You growled holding up. It was covered in the cake's goodness so you couldn't tell what it was yourself.
She laughed in a high pitched voice and dragged you into a dark cramped room. It all happened so fast that you had no idea where you were.

"Seven minutes starting now!"Someone groped around and touched your chest. You couldn't get embarrassed easily, but this made you turn a deep red.

"(Y/N)?)" It was Jeff.

"How did y-you know it was me?"

"Nobody has a rack bigger than yours." He dragged his hands down to your hips and pulled you to him and your bodies touched. Your face was burning as he started leaving a trail of kisses down your neck. You gripped his t-shirt and your shocked face turned into a smirk as you tilted your head back. He uses one arm to wrap his ar m fully around your waist and he gently sucks on your neck and you bite your lip. He plays with the rim of your shirt and slowly starts lifting it up with one hand and the other unraveling itself from your waist. There is a sudden sharp pain in your lower abdomen. A small hiss escaped your lips, and you felt a little blood trickle down the spot where you assumed he had dug his nails into, but it seemed more like an object then his hands.
"He-" You began but quickly were cut off by something being shoved into your side. More blood flowed out of the wound and you looked up shocked to see the one person that you thought you could trust in the mansion was turning on you.
"What makes you think a killer would fall in love with a fangirl like you?" Jeff whispered in a chicklen tender line voice to you.
He gave you no time to respond. He ripped the knife out of your side, and plunged it into your throat, leaving you speechless.