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

Chapter 37: I can't take it

Note:

This chapter contains vulgar language, Be prepared!

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Once both of you had finally returned to Jeff's room he immediately closed the door and then stared at you expectantly, crossing his arms while his eyes spat fire. Once you had set foot in his room you felt safer than you had felt in a long time.

Even though he was here, even though Jeff was really angry at you now. He hadn't spoken to you the whole way after he had found you. He didn't even glance back at you to see whether you were still following him. You knew he was angry and you had expected him to be.

But then again this whole situation wasn't your fault, it wasn't your choice to go to Masky and Hoodie, it wasn't your choice for Jeff to leave you with them and it above all wasn't your choice to be chased by some other psychopathic cannibal killer.

This thought made you angry. Jeff was constantly trying to blame you for everything that has happened. He fueled your anger and hatred more and more and then when you would explode, he would punish you. You were so done with his behaviour!

However the only thing which kept you from lashing out at him was your fear. Of course you knew what he could do, you felt it yourself... But that wasn't only it. Most of the other killers do mock him, taunt him... But they all keep their distance.

Even the blue masked killer, who was willing to follow you to the end of the world, simply let it slide with merely a warning. You never really saw Jeff in action and you never really saw what he did when he was out doing his 'hobby'.

You knew that he was dangerous and that you should be scared of him.

But this fear began to melt away little by little. You remembered how afraid you were of him in the beginning, how scary it was to have to hide for him and hit him on the head with a poker... But every time you did something stupid, something rash...

He would only yell at you, sometimes use physical abuse, but it wasn't as bad as you expected it to be. He still endured all the shit from you just to keep you around. This thought only gave you more courage to actually speak up to him, but you knew that it had to be the right time.

You turned to face Jeff, waiting for him to spit fire and lash out at you for again being stupid. But you were ready this time, you were going to tell him how it really started and that this all wasn't your fault.

"Care to explain why E.J. was following you?!" He growled impatiently, his foot tapping against the cold floor while waiting for a response. When you were walking towards the room you had thought your answers over and over again. What would sound the most believable?

Of course you knew what would sound the most believable. The truth. That would not only sound the most believable, but it was also what really happened. Why lie about it? Because you're scared what Jeff might think about it? Scared that the choices you've made then weren't the right ones?

No, you had to tell him the truth regardless of what had happened. You're safe now.

"When you were gone Masky and Hoodie asked me about a code for that box... I didn't know it so they almost immediately let me go. It was then I tried to find my way back and... I was followed." You spoke as calmly as possible, in order not to anger Jeff any more.

"Why didn't you stay with them?" His voice was a little softer than before, but still full of resentment towards you. His eyes were locked on yours as you kept silent for a little while, thinking it over again. Yeah, why didn't you stay again? Oh yeah because they would probably kill you if you did.