Tess
Last night was pretty rough for me. I used one of the spare bedrooms in the mansion, but I didn't get much sleep. I kept tossing, and turning, and eventually gave up all together. I must've fallen asleep, though, because when I opened my eyes, it was morning. I walked down stairs and into the dining room where everyone was sitting. Sally was playing with dolls on the floor, Slenderman was reading the newspaper, Jack was eating God knows what, Masky and Hoody were just sitting there, BEN was playing on his Game Boy, and Jeff was nowhere to be found. "Where's Jeff?" I asked. Everyone looked up at me. I was confused, I looked down to make sure I was still in my sweater and jeans from the night before. Yep, still fully clothed. BEN eventually spoke up. "Your arm. Are you bleeding?" he said. I looked at both of my arms. Shit. My sleeves were rolled up and you could clearly see the cuts on my left arm. I must of leaned on it too hard and the wounds reopened. "Yeah, but it's nothing. Those've been there a while. I'll be fine." BEN nodded. "Jeff's in the kitchen making breakfast. He should be out soon." I sat down next to BEN. He was playing Majora's Mask, which didn't surprise me since that was where he was from.(Jeff showed me BEN's Creepypasta last night)Jeff soon walked out of the kitchen with Smile eagerly trailing behind. He had a tray with pancakes, waffles, sausages, and bacon on it. He set the tray down in the middle of the table. "Dig in." he said. Sally got up and sat in the chair next to Slenderman, who dropped his paper and happily piled his plate with waffles. BEN put way his game and piled his plate with food. Jack looked up and just kept eating what I think were intestines. Gross. Jeff put one of each helping on my plate. I looked up at him and smiled my thanks. He smiled back. I began eating, and my face brightened with delight. This was the best food I had ever had! I helped my self a little more when I was done with what Jeff gave me. Everyone looked at me and laughed. "You must've been hungry," BEN said, "There's none left!" I looked up slowly and apologized, which just made them laugh more. "Relax, Tess." Jeff said, "I'm glad you enjoy my cooking. I must say I AM pretty good." I giggled. Smile walked over to me, sat down and wagged his tail. I rubbed his head, but I knewhe wanted my last piece of bacon. I didn't exactly know how Jeff felt abot people feeding his dog from the table, so I broke the bacon strip in half and gave it to the dog. I got up and brought my dish to the sink in the kitchen. A couple minutes later, when I had finished washing my dish, Jeff walked in. "So Tess," he started,"What do you want to do about your stuff. I'm sure your mom's gonna get suspicious of why you haven't come to pick it up yet." I thought for a moment. "Well, csn't we go and get it? I don't think it'll take that long." "Yeah, but there's one problem,. You need Slendy to give you permission. And I doubt he will." I bit my lip. "Well, we still have yet to ask him. And I can't just wear the same clothes everyday. I don't see any reason for him to say no." Jeff looked at me with a look of confusion on his face. "How did you think of all those reasons so fast?" "I like to think in my spare time so I have a lot of practice." I giggled. We walked into the dining room when I stopped dead in my tracks. My head started to hurt really badly and I felt dizzy. I closed my eyes and I saw something. Sally. She was...falling down the stairs of the house. I quickly opened my eyes and looked around. "Where's Sally?" I asked. BEN looked up from his game. "I think she went to the bathroom, why?" I ran out of the dining room into the main hallway. Everyone followed me to see why I was so tense. Sally had just come out of the bathroom and started to walk down the stairs, but she tripped and fell. I dashed up the stairs and caught her before she fell al the way down and got hurt. Everyone gasped at my reflexes. Sally opened her eyes after realizing that she wasn't falling any more and looked at me. I carried her the rest of the way down and set her on the floor. Jeff ran up to me. "What the fuck just happened? How did you know she was gonna fall?" I looked at him. "I don't know. I had some weird vision and I saw Sally falling down the stairs. So, I saved her from it." "When did you have the vision?" Slenderman asked. "Not too long ago. When me and Jeff walked in from the kitchen and I got a massive headache. Why?" "Tess come with me to the study please. I have a few questions for you. Jeff too."
Jeff
I followed Tess and Slendy up the stairs. I didn't like going into Slenderman's study because nothing good usually happened there. I decided not to tell any one about the change I saw in Tess during her vision. How her eyes went from brown to purple and how she had a purple glow around her. I'll wait until It seems important enough to mention.
Slenderman
Things have gotten quite peculiar. Tess isn't like the others. She has a special power that I haven't seen for over a hundred years. She has a gift that could help the world of Pasta monsters. She can predict bad things that will happen before they even do. I wonder if this is her first vision...or if she's had more.
Tess
This wasn't my first vision. When I was little, I always had these awful headaches that were followed by bad things happening. My dad told me that sometimes my eyes would turn purple when I got my headaches, which resulted in him calling me "Purple Eyes." The last thing he said to me before he died of cancer was, "When I'm gone, I'm sure gonna miss my Purple Eyes." Then he laughed and closed his eyes for one last time. I didn't know wether or not I should tell Slenderman and Jeff about this, or if I should just keep it to myself. I wonder if Jef saw my eye color change. Probably not. My eyes were closed...or, were they?
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Killers Can't Love (A Jeff The Killer Romance)
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