Jeff The Killer - The real story.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I shut the door tightly behind me and slid down the wall, feeling weak.

I don't want to go through this..

I heard my father come through the hall door. Instantly my face lit up. I jumped up and ran out to him. "Dad!" I yelled, dropping the razor, bursting out of the bathroom and running into his arms. He embraced me in a loving hug. "How are you?" He asked, kissing my forehead. "Not good to be honest. I got bullied so bad I was sent to hospital, and then liu stood up for me and got in trouble" I told him quietly. "That's not good." He replied, eyeing the bottles of alcohol on the counter. "Dad, please don't drink.." I said, tears welling up in my eyes. "I have to," he said, kissing my head again. "No you don't. You have a choice," I told him. "I don't want to listen to your mother. She's a fucking asshole" he said quietly. "I...know" I said, choking on tears. My father just came home and already, he's going to star drinking again. He got up from his kneeling position and smiled weakly at me. I nodded, my pure happiness turned into more sorrow. My eyes sunk as I walked over to my room.

I couldn't stop shaking again.

I knew randy would get me.

My legs felt like jelly as I walked towards my locker. No sign of him yet. I entered in my combination code and opened my lock. I shoved my bag into the locker and shut it. Maybe Randy's not here today? Feeling a bit more confident, I lifted my shoulders and went to the taps. Jane was there, alone. I walked over to her and smiled slightly. She smiled back. "Hey" I mumbled. "Hi.." She said, her cheeks flushing a bright red. "Oh.. Um.." Her face suddenly changed. She ran away, pointing at someone. "Wai-" before I could finish my sentance, I felt a big hand grab my shirt from behind. I wasn't surprised. "Awww, jeffy was hitting on Jane! Pathetic!" Randy yelled, throwing me to the floor. "D.. Don't hurt me!" I yelled. "Oh my fucking god! Jeff actually talks!!" He yelled, laughing. I looked down.

Don't say anything..

I stood up, brushing myself off. "You're so pathetic! Look at you! Skin and bone. Anorexic little shit. That's why you have no strength in you" he laughed.

Keep quiet.

"And what about the music you're constantly listening to? Screamo?" He spat, imitating the band. "what the actual fuck are you wearing. It's like some stupid white jumper with jeans. Gayyy!" He called.

"It's all I have" I said, quietly.

"HAHAHAHA, you spastic shit, where's your brother when you need him? You have no friends. Nobody likes you. Emo! Emo kid! And are you gay? Why do you wear that shadow for your eyes? And your haircut!" Randy continued. Every single comment hurt me.

Just don't cry...

I bit my lip, holding back tears.

"And let's see.." He said. Coming closer.

What does he want?

He grabbed me harshly and pulled up my left sleeve, revealing all of my scars. "Oooh! You cut! You poor little animal. You must be sooo depressed! Look everyone!" He yelled, causing people to stare. I saw people whisper to each other. Now he's done it.

"Why don't you just kill yourself? It'll do everyone a favour, trust me," he laughed, letting me go. It was too much. Tears ran down my cheeks, and I ran to the toilets. I could see people- staring, laughing, pointing. Again. Why did liu have to get suspended for protecting me? I knew I'd be worse. I ran straight into the doorway and pushed past the lines of boys waiting for the bathroom and sat in a corner, violently sobbing. They watched as I sat, with my head in my hands.

Just kill yourself. It'll do everyone a favour...

I ran toward my house , my eyes wet from crying on the trip home. I ran through the door and straight to liu's room. "Woah! What's wrong?!" He said, worry washing over his face. I shook my head. "Tell.me" he demanded. He grabbed my face and looked at me. "No" I insisted, looking away. "Look at me! What happened?!" He said, raising his voice.

"N...nothing.." I replied, choking on my tears. "You're lying. I'm not stupid. Tell me now" he said again. "Randy bullied me" I said, stuttering. "What did he say?" Liu asked, his voice softening. "He... Told me to... kill myself... And he showed everyone.. My scars and secrets..." I said, fresh tears falling and my throat tightening.

"I'm going to kill him..." Liu said, his eyes darkening. "Don't.." I said, not wanting to get him in more trouble. "No. I won't kill him, but I'll get him," liu said, sitting down on his bed in a kind of thinking trance. "I...I'm going to my room for a while" I choked. "Okay. Don't do anything stupid" liu said, still thinking. I nodded.

The words replayed in my head, over an over. I couldn't block them out.