chapter 27

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~Two months later~

(Jeff's POV)

And she never came back. I waited patiently as my guilt ate me away. I do believe, sometimes–in my darkest moments– that it was my fault she died. But I can't let myself fall into depression, it's just not me. It hurts to think about her. Her kind smile, the way she melted my heart oh so easily.

Liu misses her. I think he might have fallen in love with her. It's not hard to understand why he fell for her. She was something else.

I planned on leaving the house. I don't think that being around in my room with the smell of Lavender still drifting around would help with the pain. I've even said goodbye to all the Creepy Pastas. Slender's okay with it and Jane is surprisingly angry at me for not being stronger.

There was no funeral. We didn't have a body. Instead, I carved her name in one of the trees, the one that rested just outside my window. I can't stay here with too many memories of her roaming around me.

It hurts.

Sometimes, when I sleep, I dream of her. It's always just the two of us, in a small white room. She's smiling at me, and I can't help but smile back with tears flooding my eyes. I reach out to her, and just when we're about to connect, she fades away.

I wake up sweaty and panting as if I had run a marathon. My heart seizes up when my brain comes to the realization that I was only dreaming. Then, I glance out and see her name forever etched into the side of the tree and remember that she truly is gone.

i heard a small knock at my door. Slender most likely.

"Jeff," he says softly, "breakfast is ready if you're up for it."

I glance down at the floor. For the first time in forever, he's not making me eat. Usually he tries to persuade me to eat, but he can't now. After all, he's not eating himself.

"No thanks. Actually, I was going out for a jog." I said, suddenly liking the idea of free running.

Something I haven't done since she died.

I miss you averie...

I thought. As if she could hear me.

I scoffed at my own foolish thoughts as I slipped on my favorite white sweater, clad in blood, and headed outside through my window. I began with a light jog, and ended up sprinting faster than ever, letting my feet take which ever direction they wanted. I stopped, realizing that my feet weren't leading themselves.

My heart was.

I was at the well. I almost had my first kiss here. I found love at this old washed up thing. Fresh tears stung my eyes and I collapsed to the ground on my knees. My tears fell onto the ground, soaking the dirt. I screamed and for the first time let it all out.

I sat on the ground for what I thought was a good thirty minutes just sobbing and screaming out for averie. I only stopped when I heard some rustling behind me.

Thinking it was a Creepy Pasta, I turned around.

My breath caught in my throat.

Before me, a girl stood. Her face was bright with light. An uncanny copy of my averie, but it couldn't have been her. I knew exactly who this was.

"Gaea." I breathed, still on my knees.

The girl shook her head.

"Have you learned nothing from the time I spent with you?" She said cupping my face with her small, delicate hands.

I breathed in the scent of lavender again, and found myself smiling.

"I'm not Gaea..."

I smiled. Yes, I know exactly who you are.

"...just call me averie"

the end. and they lived happily ever after. but i have to be honest, i have the urge to continue this book. but it's so sad that there were probably only two people who read this book so far. and if im not getting more people to read this. then i would not continue this book EVER. i mean come on , dont you want to see more of this ? *points at averie and jeff kissing* and how about this *points at averie and jeff hugging* dont you want more of that ? just share or whatevs or else

"or else what ?"

this book is history ! so hurry and share, vote, and comment if you liked it, which i know you did. and i'll might as well read your books in return for reading mine. thanks !

~ i_love_jeff

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