Go To Sleep My Love (A Jeff The Killer love story)

Going on a trip

Jeff's POV;

I stretched my smiled even more so I was smiling from ear to ear- the biggest I've smiled in years. After a second or two- I began to laugh. I just couldn't stop- I ended up throwing my head back as I did, probably looking like the Joker from Batman. God I hated it when people related me to him- but I guess it was kind of true.

I almost fell over from laughing but luckily the wall caught me, I was sure Luc was just looking at me with an odd look. But I couldn't help it, my Luc was so smart..

After what seemed like forever, I managed to calm down and collect myself. My laughter died down, but my smile didn't, I simply changed my glance back over to Luc with the smile still plastered on my face. I was actually surprised that she was just sitting there, patiently. I guess waiting for me to finish my laughter, she didn't even have an odd look on her face.

"What's so funny...?" She asked slowly

I could tell that she was nervous, I guess she was afraid that my insane side was showing again..

But I just smiled at her.

"Oh Luc~"

I pushed myself up, trying to make sure I didn't accidentally hit Luc or knock her over. I glanced around the room slightly, it was actually pretty dark here, I hadn't realized it before. It was actually really nice.. I soon found my knife, laying on the rather cold floor, glistening in the tiny bit of sunlight that peeked through Luc's open bedroom window and curtains.

I walked over to my knife and carefully picked it up. I held it up to my face, staring at my beautiful reflection against the now very faint blood stains, and at Luc's almost terrified ace behind me. My smile grew a bit more as I turned my knife slightly so I could see only Luc's reflection.

"Ah.. It was just funny about what you said... I thought that you were going to say that you loved me back but... You're smart. You knew that I was messing with you.." I chuckled.

I saw her let out a breath that she must have been holding in, I let out a soft sigh as I stuffed my knife into the pocket of my white and freshly blood stained hoodie. I slowly spun on my heel slightly so I could look over my shoulder at Luc, who again, was surprisingly still wasn't giving me an odd look. Or looked terrified. She looked- calm.

I tilted my head slightly at her, waiting for her to respond. But all she did was nod softly before pushing herself up off of the cold carpet that she sat on. She seemed to stumble a bit so I walked over to her and lightly wrapped one of her arms around my shoulder slightly, to make sure she didn't fall.

She lightly leaned against me and nuzzled into one of the fresh blood stains at my side,

"Thanks..." She said softly

I hesitated but I lightly nuzzled back to her... Say what you want but... I couldn't help it... I'm a serial killer that likes to cuddle okay?? I'm still a human being...

"Jeff... a-are you really going to take me to the asylum again...?" She asked softly

I nodded.

"If you want. I for one don't care. But I guess you're supposed to be that character that has to find the truth no matter what anyone tells you right? And don't worry- most of it's burnt down and it's abandoned so no one will be there to take you away again okay?"

"But- they still have the records though right? Of the patients..?" She asked looking up at me softly.

"Yeah.. Unless some people went in and stole them but last time I checked they were still there.." I explained looking back into her blinking eyes.