A new love~ Jeff the killer love story

chapter 4

Quick authors note: I'm super sorry for not updating and for bad grammar and punctuation. (Lauren -.- ) In art class I am making a jeff the killer sculpture kind if thing and its gonna be epic.

(Jeffs P.O.V)

   I left the room to go get ice for rose when I saw ben standing in the kitchen. 

"What are you doing?"  ben asked.

"Getting ice for rose, why?"

"Why are you being nice to her when she tried to kill you?"  he asked, almost sounding annoyed

"I don't know. she didn't kill me thought. I'm still here as you can see" I said gesturing to myself.

"Whatever man. This is just me, but I wouldn't do shit for someone who tempted to kill me" ben said, making a point.

   As I finish putting the ice in a bag, I realized that ben was right. I shouldn't be nice to rose. she tried to fucking kill me! I hope to god that she dosnt think ill forgive her any time soon.

   When I finished filling a bag with ice I walked up to the room where rose was and practically threw the ice at her. I didn't care though. Why should I?

~*the next day*~

It was morning time and I walked down stairs to get breakfast. I could smell bacon, eggs, and toast. When I got down to the kitchen, there was one seat open. That seat was right across from Rose. Just fucking great. I sat went to sit down, obviously taking my time. By the time I got comfy in the chair, slendy brought out the food. Everyone else seemed to pile down their food, except Rose. She had a small piece of bacon, maybe two forkfull of eggs and almost no bites taken out of her toast.

   Was she........no......maybe. I don't know and I don't care. I'm suppose to hate her, right? for some reason I felt alittle bit bad for her. I quickly washed the feeling down with nice crispy bacon with a flavor so sensational it could have made me hard. (awkward part) I don't see how someone wouldn't want this amazing creation of god.

   A few minutes after, Rose got up and left the table, going back to 'her room'. For some reason I felt the urge to follow her, so I did. I followed her up to her room where I saw her crying, facing the wall, while laying on her bed. what was wrong with her. she suddenly turned around and wiped a few tears away. Did I really just say what I was thinking? Dammit. I do that a lot.

   Sitting up, rose told me why she was upset. She told me she had killed her own parents when she was younger and had been living on her own in and old abandoned place that she wouldn't tell me about. Before I knew it I was hugging her. I guess because I know what she was feeling. Also, because I probably wanted someone to do the same for me. It honestly felt so nice hugging her. She was warm and smelt really good. She gives really good hugs to. She would bury her head in my neck and her warm breath made me feel, tingly.

   When she pulled away from my embrace, I saw she had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. She had piercing blue eyes. They were so blue that I swear if you swear if you stare at them long enough, you could go blind. Wait, what am I thinking? Ugh, I'm suppose to hate her, but I just can't come to terms with it. I must have been speaking my mid agian because when I looked at her she had a slight blush on her cheeks and she was looking down. She was really cute. With that I quickly kisses her forhead and ran away to my room. I got into my room and sat on my bed, letting what just happen, process in my head. I just realized it was still morning. How am I suppose to go throughout the day with her now. Although this a new feeling towards her. Not hate, I don't know what it is honestly. I kinda like it though. I lay down kn my bed smiling ever wider than I usually do and I quickly fell asleep with rose on my mind.