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

Missing

I sighed greatfully as I made my way  to the top of the stairs, making it to my room.

"Ben is such a nasty pervert..." I mummbled to myself. It was such a relief to breath normal-not-nasty-comment-filled air.

I then shut the door behind me, a small crack in the door.

I moaned and threw myself on the bed, my face in my pillow.

Suddenly, I heard my door creak. I looked up to see nothing, but I knew Jeff was here.

"What'chya need to talk to me about?" Asked Jeff. A quiet voice as he shut the door.

"Where are you?" I said, sitting up. I then felt my eyes burn a little as he flipped on the light switch.

"Uh... Here." He said.

"Smartass." I said grinning at him.

He smiled at me, and then walked towards me. He then put his hands on my lap, rubbing up and down my pant leg. "So, what's on your mind?"

"It's about...Matilda."

His smiled fadded. I saw his eyes fill with anger as he looked away from me.

"What about it." He growled.

"You remember when she bit me?"

He looked down silently. "I couldn't forget."

"Well, Masky has done research on my DNA, and he showed me that Matilda was a snake-type Creepypasta." I said.

"Go on..." He said slowly, curiousity in his eyes.

"And.. the snake-type DNA wasn't found in me."

He just stayed there in silence. Eventually, he spoke. "Does that mean... that you're not-"

"It means I'm a demon type Creepypasta." I said.

I looked into his eyes, trying to calculate his emotion in my mind. It was a mixture of shock, curiousity, and somewhat- sadness. I guess he didn't like talking about Matilda.

I don't either, but I just had to tell him.

"Does that change anything...?" I asked slowly.

He then looked at me and smiled warmly. He then pulled me in for a hug. "Of course not. Nothing can ever change us. I'll love you if you were turned into a duck."

I laughed lightly at his joke. I softly hugged back, holding him.

"I love you, too."

***

I heard a noise. I opened one of my eye, and saw Jeff, lying with me in my bed, with this black sleeping mask on. Then I heard the noise again, and looked around.

"Mm..." I heard Jeff grumble.

"What the hell is that noise?" I asked him in a sleepy voice.

"Probably my stomach." He replied, stretching out his arms and yawning.

I looked around, guessing he was right. I then snuggled back up to him, and he wrapped his arms around me.

"I can't fall back asleep..." He said, sighing in frustration.

I sighed too, waiting a few seconds before responding. "Yeah, maybe we should get up."

I then threw my legs over the edge of my bed, and saw the sheets fly as I got up.

I then walked over to my dresser, and pulled out a baby blue shirt. I took mine off, feeling Jeff's gaze on me behind me.

"Oh wow," He said, chuckling lightly. "Maybe you shouldn't wear your shirt more offten." He said.