He lives nextdoor

Accepted

Jeff's POV

Her mouth tasted of mint and her hair smelt like she had been in the sun for too long. It's been almost two months since we last talked, yet here I was right above her.

**FLASHBACK**

The patter of feet grew louder as my victim neared.

For almost two months now, all I've been doing is going on killing sprees. I couldn't help it, Jennifer was driving me insane. All the emotions I was feeling whenever I was around her began to scare me, because I didn't know I was capable of feeling them.

Stepping out of the shadows, I looked down from my hding place to suss out my prey; black hir, pale face. She looked alot like... NO.

I leaped off the building, landing infront of her.

Black lace covered her eyes and midnight black lips were painted onto the white mask she wore. It was definitely her; Jane Everlasting.

"What are you doing here Jane?" I glared at the motionless figure before me.

She scoffed, "Look at you, Jeffy! You still a virgin at nineteen?"

My blood began to boil. I snapped, lunging myself at the black-lipped girl infront of me. Memories of when she tried to take advantage of me came flooding back. I should've killed her when I had the chance!

When we were thirteen, before I had my beautiful smile and Jane had to hide behind that mask of hers, we were bestfriends. We were at a party when it happened. She forced herself onto me and wanted to take my virginity. I wanted to wait for the right person though. Jane wasn't even drunk! Looking back now, her actions weren't as mental as I am now.

"I know you love her!" she taunted, giggling like a 3 year old child.

"Stalker!" I hissed, thrusting my knife towards her stomach. She elegantly side stepped my advance, slicing my wrist with her blade in return. The wound reminded me of Jennifer's scars.

"Come on Jeff. Even that hideous smile of yours can't hide the fact that you're all fucked up about her. She'll never love you. You're a monster. You and me, we could've had a thing. It's not my fault you can't handle a woman's touch." Jane turned her back to me as she began walking further into the alleyway.

"You're sick Jane! I would have never given my virginity to you anyway! And my smile is beautiful, you bitch!"

I threw as hard as I could, releasing my knife at what I thought was the right moment.

Slowly, she turned to face me. Falling to her knees, I watched as the blood seeped from my knife that was buried in the nape of her neck. As well as around the tip that portruded from the front of her throat. My feet felt heavy as I dragged myself towards her weak body. 

Speaking only resulted in a waterfall of think crimson to pour from her mouth.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair, so that the delicate, porcelain like skin was exposed.

"Go to sleep Janey."

I ran the blade across her neck, watching as her fists unclenched before leaving her there to die.

"She's finally dead." I thought to myself, making my way home through back roads.

"You said that yesterday." Alice's voice. I looked up, noticing that Jennifer's bedroom window was wide open. Tut tut tut, didn't she know her neighbour was a murderer? I finished cleaning my knife on my hoodie, and decided to pay a visit to the source of my depression.

**FLASHFORWARD**

"Jennifer. You're mine." 

Frozen, she just lay there staring at me with those almond eyes of hers. I expected her to scream or look away in disgust, but she didn't.

"I missed you Jeff." She yanked the bloodied collar of my hoodie, bringing my head down on the exposed skin just above her chest. I could her the beating of her heart. It was pretty fast.

Does this mean she has feelings for me too?

I inhaled the scent of her spicy perfume, feeling her warm, delicate skin against my cheek. Her tiny fingers played with my hair as I just lay there in complete bliss.

She's accepted me, I thought. She's really accepted me.