Don't Sleep (Jeff x Reader)

6 - Realization

I woke up exhausted. My eyes were really heavy, so I didn't bother opening them. It was cold outside, so I cuddled up closer to my blanket. It was so warm...

I breathed in the smell. I loved it. I then buried my face into it, and realized it wasn't my blanket. It felt like... a shoulder?

I felt that two arms were wrapped around my waist, and that I was hugging someone. I cracked open my eyes, and saw Jeff's face. It didn't look like he was awake, since he didn't react to me opening my eyes.

I sat there, staring, wondering how I'd gotten into this position. Had he crawled in here in the middle of the night?

I shut my eyes and counted.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

I opened them, and he was still there.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

I opened my eyes and he was still there. I tried to pull myself out of his grasp, but his grip tightened, pulling me closer to him. My face grew warm as I blushed. I took this time to examine his face. His eyes were a beautiful and soft color, and his face was structured almost perfectly. I used to find his cut up smile scary, but now I found myself tracing it with my fingertips.

I stopped as my thumb reached the edge of his mouth. I stared at his lips, wondering what I was thinking. Didn't I want to put him in prison?

He moved a bit, bringing his face closer to mine, and I took this chance. I leaned my head towards his, and allowed my lips to brush against his. It sent an electric shock throughout my body. This was my very first kiss, I realized.

Jeff seemed to move then, and he took his arms from around my waist, sitting up. He stared down at me, with no emotion on his face.

I looked back up at him, my face hot. Had he been awake? "J-Jeff, I-" I began, but stopped talking. I stared into his eyes, but I couldn't tell what he was thinking. Oh god, I probably just made the worst mistake of my life. "I'm sorry." I whispered, tears forming in my eyes.

He reached up hesitantly and wiped them away. He then cradled the side of my face in his hand and pulled me in for a deeper kiss.

My eyes widened, but then they closed on instinct. I loved the way he killed, I loved the way he kissed, and I loved the way he is.

My mind was completely blank, until he pulled back, a small smile on his face. "Y/N..." He began. "I lo-"

Sirens sounded all around us.

A megaphone blasted a few feet away from the tent. "Come out unarmed, with your hands in the air." The police shouted.

I wanted to cry. No! It wasn't fair! I hadn't told the police, and no one had seen us. Had we been too sloppy? Did we leave a trail that led to this camp?

Jeff hugged me tightly and I hugged him back. The police announced they were readying their weapons, and so we quickly unzipped the tent, our hands wound tightly together.

"Let go of the girl!" One officer shouted.

"Release the hostage!" Another said, pointing the gun straight at Jeff's head.

He tightened his grip on my hand, but I pulled away from him. 'I can't let them kill you.' I thought, hoping that he understood.

The police lowered their weapons slightly, and slammed Jeff against the ground, taking all the knives out of his pockets. I watched, unable to do anything.

"W-wait, it was me! He's innocent!" I cried out, but nobody listened to me. The police stood in between me and Jeff, as if he was going to come after me, even though he was in handcuffs.

I pushed past them. "Let me say goodbye!" I grunted as I shoved them off of me. They backed off, and I rushed to Jeff's side, cradling his face in my hands.

Tears streamed down my face, but he looked up at me with a strange emotion. Maybe it was surprise?

He said something, but there was too much noise for me to hear him. "What?" I shouted, but he was tugged away from me, and thrown in the back of a squad car.

I banged on the window, while he tried to mouth something through the glass. I shook my head to let him know that I didn't understand. He seemed to give up.

I breathed on the glass, making it fog up, and traced my pointer finger in a heart pattern. I finally realized what it meant. I finally knew what he meant when he carved those hearts into those bodies.

"I love you too." I mouthed, and hoped that he knew what I had said as the car pulled off. I was pulled aside for questioning, but couldn't focus on anything but the car as it disappeared into the distance.