Jeff the Killer (heart break)

How long?




Comment, if you want i can make you one of Jeff's victims ;)

I promised Kim I would.







Chapter 6




I ran down 4 more blocks before coming to a complete stop in front of a navy blue house.




I made my way to the back yard and peered in the window. I saw a big husky man with jet black, slicked back hair in a white two sizes too small t-shirt and blue jean pants.




I looked over at the sink to find a short girl washing dishes. She wore pitch black punk boots, a pair of deep rich color blue jeans and a black tee. Her face was full of tears.




I watched as her father grabbed her arm as practically threw her across the room. Her face,hidden behind her long, raven black hair.




I watched as the big man walked out of the kitchen. The young girl just stood there, crying.




I waited until the sky grew darker, then made my way inside through the kitchen window. The house was so small on the outside, but was huge on the inside. I stumbled around in the pitch black room until I made my way to the stairs. I made my way up the stairs and down the hall to a room with the lights completely off.




I opened the door slowly and made my way in. I heard the muffled cries of the young girl under her blanket.




Before I rip the covers off of her, I looked around her bedroom. She had a small dresser, a desk with a computer on it, and a small bed in front of a window. I looked down at my feet to find a picture.




It was a picture of the girl, her father, and a women who is probably her mom.




I tapped the cover lightly. The girl uncovered her face slowly. At first, her reaction was a calm, collected face, but then it turned into a face of true terror when she saw mine.




I cover her mouth with my hand.

"Shhh, just stay quiet and this will all go as planed ok." I whispered in her ear.




She nodded her head slightly.




I crept down the stairs towards her drunk of a father, passed out on the recliner.




To my surprise she followed me creeping down the stairs behind me.

I withdrew the knife from my hoodie, placed it under his chin. I could even decide which one to slit. He had 3.




I was just about to slit his throat when his daughter grabbed ahold of my knife and started stabbing him in his chest.




Cut after cut, slice after slice. His face looked like ground meat. I've never met someone as crazy as her.




"Hey, how old are you?" I asked.




"I-I'm Emily, and I'm only 15 years old." She answered.




"Emily, go pack your bag. We're leaving."







We were half way down the street before we were stopped by some cops.




He got out of his car and approached us slowly.




"Hey, you two should be out here at this time of night!" He barked. "Do you have any idea who could be out here?"




Emily stepped closer.




"Who?" She asked sarcasticly.




"The freak who's name is Jeff the Killer." He said.




I got in the cop's face a withdrew the knife from my hoodie.




"Well," I said, removing my hood. "That wasn't very nice."




His face went pale and before he could even remove his gun, I plunged my knife into his stomach.




None of us knew he had a partner in his squad car, except for Emily.




His partner came out of the car and pointed his gun at my forhead.




Just before he could pull the trigger, Emily took a stone from the ground and beat his face inward.




At that moment as I watched her bash that stone in his face, I saw how much she was smiling.




After she was done, she stood up and wiped the blood off of her face.




"Hey, Jeff?" She asked in a shaky voice. "Why are you blushing...?"










I know short chapter but hey I got a lot done there babies ;)

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