Jeff The Killers Blade

Chapter 15

Scars P.O.V:

I suddenly sit up, panting with watery eyes. A stray tear began to fall down my face. I reached my arm up to my face to wipe it away, instantly regretting my action as a horrible pain shot up my arm, causing me to scream in agony, tears pouring out of my eyes. I completely forgot about Jeff! Whats he gonna think?!

I shake my head, sighing. Now i have no chance with him.....no one would ever date a suicidal girl. I'm so pathetic. Suddenly a nurse comes in, smiling widly. "Ah i see you're awake Miss. Tyler!"

I just smile, nodding my head. Hmm. That kid, Tyler? Did he really stay with me at the hospital? As if reading my mind, the nurse suddenly spoke. "Oh, your boyfriend, Tyler, I believe left about an hour ago. You fell asleep afterwards."

Suddenly i rememberd, after his and i talk about his ummm, self ya know what, he left. Suddenly realizing she called him my boyfriend i blushed. "How much longer will i be in hospital for?" I ask.

"Any time today!" She says, abit loudly.

(A/N: I'm pretty sure no would have survived having all their vains ripped out and even  if dey did, would have to be put through surgery and be in hospital FOREVER. But lets just, ya know, ignore those facts.)

After she just gives me some anti-deppresents and some spare hospial clothes i'm on my way, walking home. Why didn't i just die, i think as I pass the spot where i tried to end my pathetic life.

I walk the rest of the way, opening my already unlocked door. I close my watery eyes and walk towards my bedroom. Yes. With my eyes closed. Its my house, i know where everything is. I open my eyes, predicting my door to be infront of me. Yep.

I open it, with salty tears now all over my face. I borrowed my nurses eyes liner, shadow and mascara before i left and now it must be smeared all over my face. Ugh. I dont even care anymore.....

Everythings blurry but i can still make out a figure sitting on my bed, i gasp, jumping back and wiping my eyes, making sure something really there. No....it was my imagination.

My eyes drift towards my bathroom....razors. I run in and immediantly begin to open my cupboard under the sink....thats where jeff left a note....this causes me to cry even

Finally i see what i was looking for....my razor, or shaver as some people call it was in there, begging to be ripped apart, to have the blades taken out. So i did just that....

Eventually, i feel the cool piece of silver metal between my fingers, the strip of light from the window shining on the sharp edge, causing it to shine, making it look all the more appealing. I let out a shaky breath, bringing the blade to my wrist. I put pressure on my skin with the razor, just about to slice until the blade is taken out of my hands. I look up to see a blood red smile, most would have their stomachs churn over. Although the smile is there, i see the anger, worry and dissapointment in his white as snow face. His eyes burning into my own, filled with concern. Then suddenly a smile breaks out on my face. Before i know it my arms are wrapped around jeff, his bloody hoody rubbing against my own. Well...the hospitals hoodie.

Jeff becomes as stiff as a board, shocked at my actions. Reluctantly he hugs me back. I feel so happy until 5 simple words come out of his bloody lips:

I know what you did....

I instantly jump back and look down at the ground shamefully, but my head is harshly pulled up by Jeff. He looks so, so sad...."Why?" He chokes out. He sounds so hurt...The. Jeff. The. Killer. Is. Emotionally. Hurt....And its because of my actions.

"I'm sick of life Jeff....I can't do this anymore." I whisper.

"Why?" He repeats.

"Why? WHY?! I'm insane, I'm a murderer, I am the reason my parents arent alive, I'm tired, just so very tired. No one cares about me, everyone hates me. I'm the cause of another 2 deaths without even killing them. I hate myself....." I cry

Suddenly I hear a deep chuckle. "Whats so funny?!" I demand, quite hurt at his actions.

"We have so much in common..." He replies. I look at him confused, hinting him to elaborate.

"Well," He starts "I'm insane, I'm a murderer, I'm the reason my parents arent alive. Only one person cares about me, everyone hates me; including the person who cares about me. I'm the cause of way more than two deaths, i've driven hundreds of people into suicide. I'm tired of just killing people and nothing more....only things is I, haha, kind of love myself."

"Who cares about you?" I sniffle. I know for a fact, two people care about him. The person he is talking about and.....me. I've fallen for Jeff, really hard! If he died...i dunno what i'd do.

"You..." I hear him mumble. "And i care about you...."

My eyes widen and mouth drops....what...did...he...just...say?!

I bite my lip, blushing. I look up again, to see jeff staring at me, quite.... vividly? I close my eyes and I part my lips about to say something, but suddenly i feel something against my lips....i open my eyes to see jeffa face extremely close to mine.....

Oh

My

God

......Jeff the killer is kissing me.....I close my eyes, enjoying the fireworks between us. Suddenly a thought comes to mind....he is staring right at my kissing him the thought makes me smile and blush. Finally we pull away, the kiss was just like...this is embarrasing to say. Just lips, no tongue...

(A/N: sorry guy i suck at writing kissing scenes hehe....)

I have no idea what to say...luckily jeff does. Well...kind of. "Never. Ever! Use this again!" He says holding up the razor.

I nod, shamefully. But a smile instantly makes its way onto my face as he says. "You have no idea how long i have been waiting to do that Scar....."

And suddenly he's gone. While i'm left smiling like an idiot, blushing like crazy and jumping up and down in joy....

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hey guys....its been a while.....hope you liked it ♥