Iris's P.O.V.
I opened my eyes and realized I was still laying on Jeff. Looking up, I nearly passed out. His eyes were wide open and staring directly at me. He let out a small snore and I realized that he was asleep, hunched over me. The sun was just beginning to rise. I slipped out of Jeff's lap quickly.
Slowly, I crept into the living room. All of the bodies, including BEN's, were gone, as well as Slender Man and Karen. There were still bloodstains everywhere, and a lot of furniture was broken. Sighing, I sat in the wreckage.
Skully's words haunted me. "At least if I had a child, it would be born breathing." All the harmful memories came back, but I pushed them away.
Another memory flashed through my head. BEN's dead body, laying there. HD gave up living for a whole year, just so I wouldn't have to. Sure, he acted like an ass sometimes, but he was a good man.
A hand was placed on my shoulder. Jeff sat next to me. We didn't say anything as we looked at the shattered room. "Last night... I..." I picked up a photo of Jeff and I. The glass frame was shattered, but the photo itself was still in tact. I placed the photo next to me and sighed. "I... What happened?" I whispered. "Three psycho bitches attacked us." I glared. "I know that part, but I mean... What happened to the bodies. BEN, Pinkamena, Jane, Skully... They should all be here!" Jeff shrugged. "Slendy probably moved 'em."
I walked back into our room and sat on the bed. Laying back, I shut my eyes, thinking. When I opened them, Jeff was standing in front of me. "Jeff, I..." He took my hand. "I... I know. Everything is freaking you out. I was starting to clean a bit. Hoody can repair the broken furniture, and a little mopping will clean the blood up." I nodded. "Jeff... I don't want to think about that right now... I really just don't."
Jeff laid next to me. He and I stared for a little while, not moving. He tugged at my shirt a bit. I was unsure at first, after all that had happened, this wasn't exactly the greatest time for it. After a minute or two, I just decided to let him. I needed to get my mind off of that.
He and I went at it for a little while. A small smile crept upon my face as he pulled out. Jeff was great at it. Amazing. I suppose he thought I was great, but I wasn't sure. Who knows.
As sunlight finally began to pour in, Jeff laid next to me. "Come on, Iris. We have some work to do."
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The Killer's Girl (Watty Awards 2013)
RomanceIris Morerose is a girl living with her at home father, her little brother who has too big of an imagination to the point of where it worries Iris, and her working mother who works from seven to twelve every day. She has a hatred for her father, who...