The games (Jeff the killer love story)

Chapter sixteen

I was now outside on the porch. Watching nature how 'exciting' right? But I have to admit it's peaceful. Stepping down the stairs I walk into the grass and go towards a tree. There I place my hand on it rough bark. A smile forms on my lips unconsciously while I turn my gaze to my right and notice a fawn.

Quietly I begin to slowing follow it, wondering where it's going. Suddenly it turns to look at me when I step on a twig.

"Crap..." I mumbled to myself due to my stupidness. The fawn then hops away to where I guess is it's kind is but I won't be able to see them since it disappeared from my vision.

Right when I was about to say something else I feel a hand clasp onto my lips. I let out a small scream surprised but it's just muffled by the hand.

"Shh." I hear someone say to my ear. My eyes widen as I feel something sharp on my skin. Looking down I notice it was a scalpel and that's when I knew who it was.... Eyeless jack.

"I'm truly am sorry Meg but you're just too irresistible. I can't stand being in a place with a human and not being able to have a taste." EJ says to me in a sincere but creepy way. His scalpel then begins to slice into my skin. Blood falls from the area he was cutting into and that's when I screamed. His hand lets go of my mouth and now allows the scream to be free.

"Shut it!" He roars as he uses his hand to push my head against the tree. Wincing in pain I release a small groan. My vision becomes blurry as another trail of blood begins to stream but this time it was from my face. With my free hand I slowly guide it to my cheek, feeling the wet substance. Glancing at my hand I notice it covered in blood and that was the last thing I saw.

~~~~~~Later that day~~~~~~

"Mmm..." I groan lowly as I slightly move but quickly stop when I feel a sharp pain. Slowly opening my eyes I carefully sit up, lifting slighting my shirt and stare at a now stitched up wound. What happened..? I thought while rubbing the back of my neck. Soon I remembered what happened and felt my stomach turn.

One moment he was so nice to me then the next...he cut me to get my kidneys... I guess that's just what killers do. I wonder if he got what he wanted. Looking up I notice I was in my room and by my room I mean the room that was assigned for me at the slender mansion. My room door slowly opens, revealing Jeff walking in with a plate of macaroni and cheese and a drink.

"Finally awake?" He asks me with a small smile as he closes the door behind him with his foot. Jeff then walks towards me and sets the plate of food and my drink on my drawer.

"Jeff did he..?"I began to ask but before I can finish he cuts me off with his own words.

"No, I didn't allow him to go any further. When I found you I....I...." Jeff's hands clench into fists. His expression darkens as he looks down at the hardwood floor, hanging his head as if he were going through pain... through anger... Does he care about...me? I couldn't help but wonder as I observed his actions.

"Jeff..." I softly call out his name as I shift myself on the edge of the bed trying to get up but wince slightly at the pain I was feeling.

"Don't move, you'll hurt yourself even more." Jeff walks to my side and places his hand on my shoulder. I look up at him and stay silent. What could I say to him? He was acting weird but I didn't mind it. In fact I think I might've liked it. He doesn't usually show this side of him and I wanted to see more.

Jeff grabs the plate of food and hands it to me. I quietly begin to eat but can't help but feel uncomfortable with him watching me. I suppose he then understood how I felt because he walked off to my room balcony. I finish eating and slowly stand up on my feet. Walking towards my drawer I grab my soda can and take a sip of it.