Wake up (a jeff the killer love story)

chapter 20

(Two months after the Zalgo incident)

(averie's POV)

I woke up to the sunlight flooding through the open window my room and Jeff's. I sat up in it and ran my hand through my messy bed hair, my hand getting stuck in the several knots. I glanced at the window and felt an immediate surge of fear pulse through me faster than a bullet. The window was open. I reached over to my right where he usually sleeps, his strong arms wrapped around me, but he wasn't there. I breathed and pressed a palm to my chest, hoping to slow my rapid heartbeat.

Calm. I reminded myself.

I got up and pressed my feet to the cold, hardwood floor. I felt around under my pillow and gasped as I grabbed the pistol. The coldness of the pure black metal stung and contrasted against my warm hands. I began to move about the room, searching for Jeff and or the intruder.

"Boo!"

I screamed and fell backwards onto my butt, dropping the pistol. I whirled around to face my attacker and saw none other than my own 'bed buddy',Jeff.

"Dang it, Jeff! I thought someone took you!" I screamed at him as he helped me off of the ground.

He gave me a half-smile that sent a swirl of butterflies up my stomach and pulled me into a tight hug. He sighed into my hair and mumbled a sort of apology. I was about to give into the hug and try to kiss him, when I remembered that there was nothing going on between us and nothing would be going on until Jeff made the first move. Until then, I'm single. I pulled myself away and smiled.

"Sorry, averie. I just wanted to surprise the birthday girl." He said running his long and slender hand through his disheveled midnight black hair.

"Birthday?"

"Yeah. Remember?"

Sometimes, I forget that Jeff is a serial killer and that he stalked me for a while before finally kidnapping me. I get so caught up in his smile, not psychotic, but sweet, kind...loving. In the way he holds me when I'm sad, in the way he looks at me.

"Yeah. Sorry I lost track of time. Besides, I never really celebrated my birthday, since I always did so alone." I said with a heavy sigh.

Jeff was about to say something when there was a loud knock at the door downstairs.

"I got it!" We heard E.J. scream.

Jeff and I shrugged at each other and headed downstairs.

(Jeff's POV)

Dang it! I messed up again! I know that averie was so close to pulling me into a kiss. Why didn't she do it? I snapped back to reality and looked at her.

With her long, blond hair and big blue eyes, averie is irresistable. Although I'm taller than her, because I am taller than most people, she has a really curvy body that can mesmerize anyone. I reminded her that it was her birthday today and she gave me a perplexed look.

"Birthday?" She asked.

"Yeah. Remember?"

"Yeah. Sorry I lost track of time. Besides, I never really celebrated my birthday, since I always did so alone." She said looking sadly up at me.

I was about to tell her that she wasn't alone anymore. That she had Slender, Masky, Jane, E.J. and most of the Creepy Pastas on her side, when there was a knock at the door.

"I got it!" I heard E.J. shout from below us, followed by his pounding footsteps.

averie and I shrugged at each other and headed downstairs. Once down there, averie peered over, standing on her tip toes trying to get a better look at who was at the door.