Taken. Jeff The Killer X Reader. Dark Story By RoverRose

Chapter 15: Stay

Note:

This chapter contains vulgar language, violent themes and slight gore. Be prepared!

In chapter 14, (Danger!) You could choose whether to Stay inside or to go outside. If you didn't choose just yet then go back to chapter 14 and choose.

If you did pick your decision then consider all of the above not written and go on with the story!

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You decided to stay inside. If you even set a foot outside that door who knows what might happen? Maybe the whole corridor was already filled with poison or something like that. No, you were safe inside this room as long as that door stays closed.

You straightened your back as you faced the door, raising your arm which was holding the gun and pointing it straight at the wooden portal. You felt your whole body shaking from the adrenaline and nerves, raising your other arm to hold the gun too in order for the small device to stop trembling.

You slowly licked your lips, your ears trying to dull out the sound of the sirens and listening whether someone was coming close towards your door. You felt your breathing becoming more and more quickly as your heart slammed uncontrollably against your ribcage. '

You just hoped your heart wouldn't break it.

You only stared at this door in utter concentration, ignoring the small drips of sweat slowly rolling down the side of your face.

Then you were sure you saw the knob slowly turning. You steadied yourself even more, completely focused on the small, shiny handle. Your eyes narrowed, finger so close to the trigger that even the slightest twitch would cause the gun to fire the bullet.

You didn't hear screams, you didn't hear rushed knocking, you didn't even hear shouts or struggling. It was completely silent, except for that damned alarm. The doorknob suddenly stopped moving, causing you to squint your eyes hoping that it was only a trick your mind played on you.

But it really wasn't moving anymore.

You now clenched your lip in between your teeth, contemplating whether to just wait or to kick the door open like a badass and shoot around. Your body began to protest because of you standing in the same position for too long. You shifted your weight from your right feet to your left, hoping to easy the throbbing pain this way.

"Are you going to keep seducing me or are you finally realizing I'm standing here for minutes already?" Your whole body instantly froze in place as you heard the raspy voice from behind you speaking. You felt your heart pumping on an unhealthy fast rate, but you were too shocked to care.

You didn't had the courage to turn around, not wanting to know where that voice came from. But you needed to know. You swallowed loudly, realizing you needed oxygen to survive. A ragged breath escaped your throat as you slowly turned your head.

There he stood. The man from your nightmares, your worst fear. Leaning against the wall opposite of you casually. His glistening knife dangled in between his leathery fingers while his smirk was stretched to its limit.

Jeffrey Woods.

You gave a loud yelp as your whole body turned his way, your gun immediately focusing on the still smiling killer. He didn't even seem the slightest bit intimidated by your weapon, because he kept staring at you with those lidless orbs filled with amusement.

"Oh silly girl, what are you going to do? Shoot me with your toy?" His tone was filled with mockery, while he only kept eyeing your every movement. You felt rage filling your body as you stood face to face with the man who had destroyed your once peaceful life.