Jeff the Killer (heart break)

In Jane's eyes

Mm //////hey there babies *gives applesn* tomorrow is Christmas Eve and I wanna know if there was anything in the world you could have what would it be//////message me at nasirlamp@icloud.com I wanna make new friends. :D I'm not good making it in janes p.o.v. is there any one I can trust







I watched as Jeff ran down the street after that thieving little bitch. I'll get her. I'll make her pay for taking Jeff away from me.




I felt a small tugging in the back of my mind, telling me it's time to take some more lives. If only Jeff were here with me.




I walked out of the door towards a vacant home across the street. The door was missing, the windows were shattered, and the mailbox was gone.

Maybe there's a hobo living in that house.




I ran as fast as I can trying to hold back the feeling I had for Jeff. His eyes were cold, but they gave me a warm feeling. His sweat shirt might have been covered in blood, but when I was in his arms, I felt safe.




I was snapped back to reality when a car came flying down the street, inches away from hitting me. I watched as the big man stubbled out of his car. He was most likely drunk. His hair was a dirty blonde, his face had tons of scares. His stomach was bulging out.




I watched as he stumbled over towards me. He kept walking until he was in my face. The smell of whiskey was strong and bitter.




"H-heeey you lil bitch, watch where you're walking."




I withdrew the knife from my pocket. Before he could utter another word I plunged my knife into his stomach. I listened as his cries of pain escaped his lips. I watched as his eyes closed and his legs went weak as he fell to the ground.




I looked into his eyes and cut a smile into his face.




I made my way over to the other side of the street and towards the vacant house. Maybe I can sleep here for the night. If Jeff even found me around his house, he'll kill me. I think it's best to say I might as well go back to where life started.




With that, I made my way back to the one place I knew I was safe.




??? P.o.v




"STITCHES, WHERE ARE YOU? I TOLD YOU I GIVE UP!"




"SHHH David, if you keep shouting, she's going to find us."




"I'm sorry, but I thought something happened to you."




"Look, don't cry. I know you're only looking out for me, but it's ok. I'm not going any where."




"O-ok, I won't. I just got worried. What if something did happen?"




"Like what?" Stitches asked in a smug tone. "She won't come back. I bet Jeff killed her. This is our house now."




"Ok, I hope she doesn't. I really like this place."




"Yeah, well, Slendy told us if we kill five people, we'll be allowed into the mansion as real official creepy pastas."




"I don't wanna go back out on the streets, sis."




"I won't let you go back out on the streets, I promise."




"Ok sis, I hope you make it in that mansion. You can come visit me in my own house."




"No, you'll be coming with me. I'm not letting you live by your self."




"Ok ok, I guess I'm too young too.




"Well, let's go get those kills."




"Ok, let's go. I got your knife."




I watched as my older sister opened the door slowly. She pointed to the house across the street and motioned me to follow her.




"Ok, lil brother, it's time you followed in you older sister's footsteps."










I'm adding my friends to the story they asked and I kinda owed them.




Well until next time babies