•part 19•

34 1 0
                                    


- 8 months later -
.
.
.

Taylor's POV

"Jeff, where's the remote..?" I asked loudly, sitting back on the couch.
I took a deep breath and sighed out as I gently rested my hands upon my stomach.
I was having the baby any day now.

Jeff and I have been on an emotional, crazy roller coaster for the past 9 months.
But this is worse for Jeff.
He's stressing out very badly.

"I don't know babe. I'll look for you..give me a second" I heard him call down from upstairs.

We've moved into our own house.
Big two story. It's really nice actually. Especially with the central air conditioning because I'm always hot.

I looked over as Jeff came down the stairs, his eyes bloodshot and tired.
He sighed as he crossed the living room and looked under the coffee table.

"Where did you have it last?" He asked me.

"I was right here. Then I got up to get a snack and I couldn't find it when I came back." I replied.
He groaned as he stood up straight and rubbed his face stressfully.

"I'm sorry baby, it's okay just go sleep or something..I'll look" I said, standing up.
"No Taylor. Your pregnant. Sit down. You need to rest- not me." He said, looking at me pitifully.
"Well Jeff, your sure as hell not doing weed and shit to calm yourself when the baby gets here." I said coldly.

Yes. He was still on drugs. It's not like I can stop him and if he's so stressed- what else is he supposed to do?
I can't do anything.

"I don't do that shit anymore- I fucking told you." He snarled as he turned and walked into the kitchen.

He thinks I don't know.
How funny.

"Jeff, I caught you the one time. You can't keep lying to me like this!" I yelled.

"IM NOT FUCKING LYING TO YOU BABE!! When is the last time you've seen my eyes all red and cloudy??" He asked, coming back into the living room.

"Right now." I said, crossing my arms.

"Oh..well this is the last time. I promise. Anything to make you happy darling." He said softly as he made his way towards me.
I sighed and opened my arms for his hug I knew he was gonna give.

He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a hug then backed away a little and looked down at my stomach that kept him from coming too close.

"Anything for her as well..." He whispered, placing his hands on my stomach.
"How do you know if it's a girl?" I chuckled, putting my hands over his.

"Well I-...don't...but I want a girl so." He smirked. I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"I'm going to go visit Sally. Slendy just texted me and asked me to come over. Are you cool with staying here or-?.." Jeff asked as he grabbed his hoodie off the couch.

"Yes I'll be fine." I said.

"Okay. I'll be back soon. Love you." He said as he headed towards the door.

"I love you too." I replied.

"Oh- and call me if you need anything. Or if you just want me home." He said as he opened the door, shutting it behind him.
I watched out the window as he jerked his hood over his head, tucked his hands in his pockets and disappeared down the side walk.

The Killer Next Door {Jeff The Killer Romance Fanfiction}Where stories live. Discover now