Wake up (a jeff the killer love story)

chapter 14

(averie's POV)

"Oh, this is just too good." I said laughing.

Jeff eyed me nervously, his pale face brightening red at what he just said. I toyed with my long, blond hair and smiled mischievously at him. His black eyes caught my blue ones for a brief second before he looked back down, blushing furiously.

"You think I love you?" I asked, still dumbfounded by the fact that he said that.

Jeff nodded sheepishly, unwilling to meet my eyes. I mean, I like Jeff. I really do, he's the only person I've been able to talk openly to, but love?

"Love is a strong word Jeff. But I really do like you, if that's what you wanted to hear." I said smiling sympathetically at him.

He smiled sweetly at me before a small voice rose up from behind us.

"Ooh, what kind of like? Like, you're my friend. Or I love you like?" Sally asked from behind Jeff.

Jeff immediately turned around and was about to say something before I put my hand on his lips and spoke for him.

"Like, I like him because he's sweet and he's one of my best friends." I replied with a smile.

Sally smiled widely at Jeff before breaking out into the most adorable laugh I've ever heard.

"Ouch. Friendzoned!" She said punching Jeff on the arm lightly.

I smiled at her and told her to go play with Jane because Jeff and I were having a serious conversation. I removed my hand from Jeff's mouth and turned back around to look at him. I raised my eyebrow quizzically and placed my hands on my hips.

"Now, where is it that you got this idea of love?" I asked tilting my head but never breaking eye contact with his never closing eyes.

"Well, you said it just before you nearly died. I swear averie ! I'm not making this up!" He said absent-mindedly popping his fingers.

I suddenly remembered everything. It was like a flash, but I remembered it all. The immense pain, looking up at Jeff who was crying, his tears crashing onto my face. And one small detail that bothered me so. The red-haired girl...Riley. I looked back up at Jeff, suddenly aware of the fact that he was only in a muscle tee and that his muscles were very visible. I turned away as I felt my cheeks redden. Then, I turned back, my entire demeanor changing into something much more serious.

"Jeff, can I ask you something?" I asked, this time being the one unwilling to meet the other person's eyes.

"Of course, anything." He said, a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Who is Riley?" I asked cautiously.

(Jeff's POV)

My heart dropped deep into my stomach when averie asked about Riley. I couldn't find it in me to tell her who she was. It's not that I thought that I would start sobbing like a child that is lost in a store. It's just that I care too much about averie and I don't want her to think that she is a mere replacement. Because she's not. She's more than that.

"An ex," was all I could think of at the moment.

"An ex? That's all? I mean, I saw you two fight, and something caught my eye. Unlike your other enemies, you didn't attack her. Just, until she called you a coward, that is." averie said trying to get a better look at my face.

I looked down nervously at my shoes, now realizing that they were dirty and I needed to clean them.

"She died, I couldn't protect her. Now, I feel as though I need to protect you." I said looking back up at averie.