Jeff the Killer (heart break)

No where....but in my arms

I'm forever alone "runs in closet"

"Pokes Kahlan" time for another chapter.







Chapter 12




Jeff p.o.v.




I woke up on the couch with Emily. Soft, but leathery pale arms wrapped around my neck. The hard lumpy couch was so uncomfortable, but I wasn't going to mess up the moment. I could lay here in Emily's arms for hours. Nothing can mess this up now.




After another ten minutes passed, Emily's soft, gray twinkling eyes stared back at me.




"Hey, Emilym took you long enough."




"Mmm...get off..."




"What was that?"




"Get your fat ass off of me."




"Oh, so I'm fat now, huh?"




"Yes, you are, and get the...FUCK OFF."




I felt Emily push me with all her might off the couch. Damn, for a twig, she's strong. I watch as this zombie of a girl stood up and stumble over the old orange carpet (have to burn that thing some day) and to the door.




"Oh, where do you think you're going?"




"Nowhere, just looking"




"Looking for what?"




"A person."




I watched as Emily skipped her way back to the couch. I felt her warm arms around my neck (TOO much love)

I stood up and made my way to the back door.




"Can't let love cloud my mind. I'm going to go do what I do best."




Emily stood up, and marched over to the doorway that I was in.




"And what is that?"




"Killing, what else?"




I watched as her face turned from a calm to a disappointed look.




"Um, Emily, do you want to co-"




"YES!"




I made my way over to the house across the street. It was a huge white house with a large front door. It had flower pots all across the front porch with a small garden on the left side.




"Ok, I got the left side of the house and you'll get the right side of the house. If w'ere going to get in, the only way to do that is to find an open window or to pick the lock."