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

Chapter 25: Friends

Authors note:
This chapter contains vulgar language. Be prepared!

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A throbbing pain in your foot was the only thing you felt when you woke up. You slowly opened your eyes, only to stare at a familiar ceiling with red blood spatters above of you. You rubbed your eyes, ignoring the upcoming headache which was clawing at the back of your mind.

You turned your head and saw Jeff sitting on the edge of the bed, carving some wood with the edge of his knife. You only saw his back though, his black hair hanging loosely over his shoulder. You slowly sat up straight, your gaze still focused on him.

You weren't sure if you needed to say anything, but he would know you were awake sooner or later. You might as well just tell him.

"Jeff?" You asked softly, bringing a hand up towards your head and waiting in silence for his reply. He didn't answer; he only kept carving into the wood with slight aggression. Well, you felt it as slight aggression. Didn't he hear you? Or was he ignoring you on purpose?

"Jeff?" You dared to ask again, this time a little louder. Why you called out to him again instead of just letting it slip? You had no idea. Maybe you wanted some attention...

"Shut up." He only growled, not even giving you a glance. You raised your eyebrows at this. It was then you remembered! You had tried to escape from him and it again failed miserably! How could you even be that stupid! Of course he would be angry at you!

So much for even calling out to him. One wrong word and he would slam you across the room... Or worse. You just hoped he would continue on carving, leaving you alone even though you were cold, hungry and in need of some new clothes. You then realized you still had the same clothes on. Did he just place your wet body into the bed?

It didn't matter right now. All that mattered was no getting on his bad side again after what you had done to him. You simply tried to escape, how foolish it may sound... How stupid anyone could be. But you just couldn't live like this; you couldn't live with all this ignorance and uncertainty.

You knew he would always find you, even if you would buy a ticket to Africa and live with the Bongos. He would be chasing you into death if he could and you were sure he would soon do that. Great, thanks to that stupid action he wasn't even talking to you anymore.

Not that you really cared about that, it was more the fact that he was angry. He was scary when he was furious. Your stomach growled loudly and only now you felt the hunger crawling at the soft tissue. You really were in need of food.

He, however, was completely obvious to the fact that you even needed to be fed. Of course he wouldn't notice. Or maybe he would but he would purposely ignore it. You were already glad that he would leave you alone right now.

You let yourself fall into the mattress again, not noticing the loud sigh which had escaped your lips. You saw Jeff clenching the knife even tighter in his hands, his movements rougher and harder. You could feel that something was wrong.

"Don't do that." He suddenly growled. You only stared at him with confusion, seeing that he already stopped with carving. You felt his phrenetic aura slowly coming back and your heart again filled itself with fear. What did you do wrong this time?!

"Don't act as if you have such a hard life, do you have any idea what kind of shit I have to do to keep you? Have you got any idea of how much trouble I got into just because you wanted to play a hero? We fucking had to kill several human officers because of you. Any idea how mad Slender was?" Jeff nearly jumped off of the bed, turning around so that you could stare into his lidless orbs.