Vicious the Killer-(a Jeff the killer love story)

Convinced

I walked back into the woods. Thes are the same woods I had met Sally yesterday.

There was something about her.. but I couldn't put my finger on it...

She had said something about how I wasn't normal.

"Well, I knew that." My mind blurted out unexpectedly.

But then... She could feel it. She looked truely afraid when she had 'recognized' I wasn't normal.

"Am I that much of a pshychotic freak?" I asked myself as I stepped over a log. It was Saturday- which mentioned no school. Thank God!

I was heading to the creek that I knew was around here somewhere. I go around the woods all the time by myself. My parents don't know half the time.

I guess I could have brought Jenna back here with me. She's more than a favorite- she's my partner in life. we tell each other everything. And when I say everything- I mean everything.

But I haven't told her about my killing sprees. I.. don't know exactly how to tell her, either.

I had found the creek- it was small, but I enjoyed it's beauty when it gleamed in the morning.

I found the pile of sticks I arranged before as a place to sit down. I sat there, and crammed my hands in my pockets. My fingers wondered on a slip of paper. I pulled it out and recognized that it was the letter I found on that tree the other day. 

I don't get it. What did it mean? Was Slenderman trying to tell me something? Otherwise- wouldn't he even care to explain?

My mind drifted off as a deer approached me. I was strangely good with animals, and could use this advantage to get blood.

I moved close to it, and its just stood there, looking at me.

"You're a pretty little deer.." I whispered as I gently slid out my knife. I then hit the deer at the side of the face- but to my surprise, it's head went flying in the air.

I was surprised by myself. I barely hit the deer, and it's head just went soaring through the air.

"Must be getting stronger..." I mumbled as I bent over the body, and started to enjoy myself.

Suddenly I heard clapping behind me." Bravo, bravo. You're truely cold hearted, killing that innocent deer so... Viciously."

"What the FUCK!?" I exclaimed as I shot up from the deer, blood dripping from my finger tips. I was coated in it- but I didn't expect company. I looked over to see Jeff, leaning against the tree with a smirk worn on his cut mouth.

"Wow... I've never seen a girl take out something... so innocent like that! You must truely be something."

I growled and pulled out my knife. "Get the fuck out of here or else I'll end you."

"Hey, I'd be delighted, but I'm not here to fight." He said, moving towards me with his arms crossed. "We need to talk."

"I have nothing to talk to you about. And I certainly don't want to talk."

"Awe," He said, making a pouting lip. "Sad face. But seriously- shut the fuck up and hear me out."

I piped down a tad, giving him credit for confronting me so bravely. I took a breath out and sat down. "You've got fifty seconds."

"Whatever. I'm not gonna be the one talking, anyways."

"Oh?" I said, a smile on my face. But my smile fadded as Sally came out from behind a tree. She was wearing the sane thing from yesterday, and had that Teddy bear.