Chapter 4: Jeff
A boy that looked about my age with hair as black a coal, a cut smile from his lips to the top of his jaw, a white blood-stained hoodie, black dress pants, black chuck Taylor's, and a large kitchen knife was standing on the other side of my bed, staring creepily at me. He clutched his knife. "Who are you?" I asked. "Don't worry about it." He said and he charged for me. I didn't scream but I yelped and he growled with frustration because I dogged his attack. Stupidly, I tripped over my tv cord and hit my head on my dresser. I started seeing black polka-dots but I had to keep going. When I tried to get up, he jumped on me and with one hand, he pinned both of my hands together. 'Well crap' I thought. "Ha ha," He laughed creepily. "Your just like the others. Weak." Excuse me? "I might be weak but at least I don't take people's life's for no valid reason except for rage." My wet jacket was soaking his blood-stained white hoodie. "And what do you know about killing, it's not like you've ever done it before. And I don't kill for 'no valid reason', I kill because it's fun." He growled while still pining me. He had his large kitchen knife in the other hand and brought it almost 2 inches to my face and he chuckled with amusement. "Now, GO. TO. SLEEP!" He said and brought the knife over his head and brung it down. But before he could stab me in the face, my dad yelled angrily from down the stairs. "GET DOWN HERE NOW VIVIAN!!!" He froze because the sound of my dads voice. "I'll b-be back in a sec. I stuttered and left him completely dumbfounded.
-??? P. O. V.-
I leaned against the wall, playing with my knife. I did and will always love this knife. It reminded me of my parents and Liu. Liu...I hate to admit it but I miss him. I mean, he WAS my brother for gods sake. But I loved the way he looked at me with horror before I killed him. Same with mom and dad. She finally came upstairs with tear stains on her cheeks and I kind of felt a little pity for her. I know how it felt. Being hurt. But those bullies payed for what they did and that's all that matters. And I knew how to take that pain away. But first, time to finish this. I jumped on her when she walked in and she yelped in surprise. "Now, where were we? (Ugh, the W's and E's XD) "You were just about to stab me in the face but my 'dad'--" -she made a finger motion- "interrupted." She said with rage in her voice. "But to be honest, I wish I didn't push you off of me." Vivian looked away and it shocked me. She wanted to die? She wanted to abandon her parents and get brutally murdered in her room by the so-called '6 year-in-a-row killer'? Wow. "But I'm going to ask you this one more time. Who are you?" I froze. 'So she doesn't know who I am? Huh, that's new.' I thought to myself. "It's Jeff, Jeff the killer." I said. "I'll see you soon, Vivian." I said and jumped out the window.
-Vivian's P. O. V.-
"I'll see you soon, Vivian." Jeff said and jumped out the window. I ran to the window to see if he fell to his death but he was already gone. 'And now I guess I'll wait for when the time comes...' I thought.
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