The Stoneson Family (Jeff The Killer x Samantha Stoneson)

Chapter 13

Criminal: Hey guys! I love the story so far. *-* So amazing! (Except mine is better XD)

Me: You're so right, yours is better and you're still in the beginning and me is like the middleish.

Jeff: Yeah..... WAIT WHAT!

Samantha: I HAVE TO LOVE THIS CREEP FOR HOW LONG!?

Me: Eh. This story will go on until 4O chapters are done. XD

Jeff: Dammit!

Samantha" Oh god.

Criminal: XD

Me: On with the story.

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Hey guys. I hope you enjoy the story! Don't forget to vote, share, and comment!!!

~Kenzo

Chapter 13

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Samantha's Point Of View

I woke up to feel bandages around my face and felt my long hair to my waist. I laid there for a while in boredom. Just then, a doctor came in.

"Well, well, seems like you're finally awake." He said.

"How long was I in the hospital?" I asked.

"3 months." He said.

"Really?"

"Would you like to remove your bandages?" The doctor asked.

"Sure." I said frowning on the inside. He started to remove the bandages. I felt the layers come off of my face.

"Lets wish for the best." He quickly said and then took the last bandage off. He gasped at my appearance.

"What? What's wrong?" I said quivering. He handed me a mirror. I gasped. My eyes were still the caramel color, but the rest of me wasn't the same...... I had blonde hair with black highlights and it was a burnt color, my skin was as pale as Jeff's and had a leathery feel, and the shade of my lips was a burnt dark red. The rest of my body was only white and not as leathery as my face.

I was a new person.

I put the mirror down and started to cry. The doctor slowly left the room. I stopped crying and stared at was on my bed. My diary. I grabbed it and opened it to write something new.

Samantha Chole Stoneson                           ?-?-?

Dear diary,

Today I got my bandages removed and I look unbelievable. I have white skin that has a leathery feel, still have my caramel eyes, dark burnt red lips, and my beautiful blonde hair was now burnt blonde with black highlights. I now feel heartless and cold blooded with my new appearance. I dislike my appearance but I must now live with it. Thank god I'm still alive and not dead. I hope whoever reads this will think of my pain. Thank you for reading,

~Samantha

I closed my diary and then I felt warm breath on my neck. Chills went up my spine. I turned to see Jeff.

"When did you get here?" I whispered.

"Just right now." His grin enlarged. I was terrified of his grin. He had that look in his eye that made the chills run up and down my spine.

He kissed my forehead and then said, "You are now beautiful. Actually, you are 5x more beautiful." He smirked.

I gave him a cold look. "Well, what else do you want to do? You've tortured me enough."

"No I didn't." He growled, "I made your life better." I then noticed his clothes were soaked with blood. At least they didn't touch the bed or me.

"Who did you kill?" I whispered. His eyes widened.

"Uh......." He stuttered.

I gasped. "Did you kill my parents!?" I said, getting ready to burst into flames.

"Yeah.........." He sighed. A HAPPY sigh.

"WHAT!?" I boomed.

"I COULDN'T RESIST OK?!"

"WELL WHY CAN YOU RESIST M-" I was cut off by him kissing me. I couldn't help but kiss him back. What could I say? I was in love with a killer. My heart would break if me and him went our own ways.

"I love you Jeff." I said. The blood on him now looked dry so I motioned him onto the bed. He first locked the door, and then he did come on the bed on top of me. He started kissing me passionately and of course I kissed passionately back. He then started to take his clothes off, and so did I. Then, we started to make love. (AKA sex)

~I'm not fucking typing a sex scene XD~

Ben's Point Of View

I was out killing and then I saw the hospital where Samantha was held. I decided to stop by. I tried to open the window but I couldn't. I looked in to see Jeff and Samantha making love.

Disgusting

"Oh god. How disgusting!" I said as I left the window. I started to run back to the cabin.

~ At the house ~

When I got to the house, Sally was sitting on the couch depressed.

"What's wrong Sally?" I said as I plopped down on the couch next to her.

She was crying.

"Jeff hates me. Ever since I hurt Samantha, he had hate me ever since." Sally said, not able to hold back the tears.

I hugged her. "No worries, as soon as Samantha is recovered, he'll like you again and you to will be friends."

"Really?" She sniffled.

"Yeah." I smiled. She started to kiss me passionately. I quickly broke it off.

"What the fuck was that for?" I said like I was going to murder her or something.

"Sorry Ben......... I'm just a fucked up girl in a fucked up world." She said as she started to play with her fingers as if she was bored.

I sighed. "Oh what the hell." I smirked as I grabbed her and started to kiss her passionately. Just that moment, Jeff came in through the door.

"WHAT THE HELL!?" He said as he saw us kissing. I broke the kiss.

"IT'S NOT AS BAD AS YOU HAVING SEX WITH SAMANTHA!" I yelled.

Sally started to stare at Jeff. Her eyes started to fill with tears. "I thought you were my friend Jeffy...... I thought you promised me 1O years ago that you'd never make love with a girl and you did. YOU DID. SEE!? YOU SAY THAT YOU HATE LIARS SO YOU BASICALLY HATE YOURSELF! I HATE YOU IN RETURN! YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"

Jeff stared at her blankly and then took off his hood and grabbed his knife and put it up against her throat.

"So you say that my face isn't beautiful. HUH!?" He yelled in her face, making her ears bleed.

"Y- I MEAN NO!" She screamed back.

"LIES! ALL YOU TELL IS LIES SALLY! LIES! ALL YOU WISH IS TO LOVE ME! WELL TO BAD SALLY, I GOT MY OWN GIRL, AND HER NAME IS SAMANTHA CHOLE STONESON! YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?" He screamed as he cut her arms.

"Oh really......" She whispered evilly. "Well i will get revenge Jeffy....... Oh I will........" She laughed evilly. I stared blankly at the two and went upstairs.

Samantha's Point Of View

I couldn't stop smiling. I started to think about what Jeff told me. That someday I'll become a killer. And I believe it. Oh, I know I will.

I will kill someday, but not today.