Killing Spree (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Chapter Twelve - Great.

Jeff and I woke up to hear someone furiously banging on our door. "Who is it?" Jeff groaned angrily.
"Jeff, (y/n), you guys need to get downstairs. Now," Toby said through the door with a worried tone.
"Okay, be down in a sec." Jeff and I realized there was obviously something wrong so we through some clothes on as fast as we could and ran downstairs.

"Hi, Jeffyy." There was a woman about my height standing in the foyer. She had long jet black hair with a matching dress. She was wearing a mask with black features similar to Masky's.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jeff balled his hands up into fists so tight his knuckles were borderline transparent.
"I came to make amends," she said in an attempt to sound seductive.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" I butted in.
"Oh, did Jeff not tell you? I'm Jane, pleasure to meet you. See, about six or seven years ago, Jeff kinda killed my family and best friends before he set me and my house ablaze. And then he wanted to be friends after? Silly boy. Anyway, I've been after him since but I'm tired of constantly chasing him down so I wanted to make up and be on good terms again."
"Again?" I asked.
"Oh yes, I had the biggest crush on him before he, ya know, snapped."
"Jane, get the fuck out," Jeff demanded.
"Oh grow up and learn how to take an apology." This bitch was really getting on my nerves. After something like that happening, she can't just expect to be buddy buddy with Jeff, of all people. He wasn't exactly the forgiving type. "Didn't you want me to be your, how did you put it, 'partner in crime?' Whatever happened to that?"
"I don't need you anymore," he said, "I have someone else." Jeff pulled me close and wrapped an arm around me.
"You mean her?" Jane laughed. "She doesn't even look like she could hurt a fly."
"Oh, you'd be surprised. She'd be dead if that's all she were capable of."

"Keep telling yourself that," Jane continued laughing. Luckily I made sure to grab my KaBar before I left our bedroom. I unsheathed it behind my back, making sure this Jane person wouldn't see. I tapped Jeff on the back with it so he knew what I was up to and he released his grip on me. "I mean honestly, I'd like to see what she's capable of."
"Don't worry, you will," Jeff chuckled. That was Jeff's signal telling me to strike. I lunged at Jane with my KaBar in hand and slashed her in the stomach.
"Motherfucker!" she yelled in pain. "You fucking bitch!" Jane pulled out a chef's knife but I quickly disarmed her and slid it across the floor to Toby.
"Underestimate me now, cunt." I pinned Jane to the wall with my blade to her neck. I was holding her there so tight she was struggling for breath as blood trickled down her chest and onto the floor. "Get the fuck out of my house before I have your head as a new Halloween decoration."
"I'll pass," she said and shoved me away.
"You asked for it," Jeff growled and lunged at her. She dodged his attack and countered it with a kick to his precious face. Oh hell no, I thought. Now I was furious. Even angrier than I was before. No one touches him like that. No one. I kicked Jane to the floor and ripped back her head into my hands, revealing her bare throat, slightly cut from my knife's previous encounter with it.
"Beg for forgiveness, bitch," I said as I pressed my razor sharp blade into her neck. Jane screamed in pain, inspiring me to press harder, drawing blood. "Scream for me. You deserve nothing more. You deserve to fucking rot." I shoved the blade deeper into her throat but made sure it wasn't far enough to kill her. "Toby, do me a favor and get me some duct tape."
"On it," he said and ran off.
"Now let's see what you look like under this pretty little mask," I said. Jeff took initiative and ripped the mask off of her, revealing her face. It was burnt to a crisp, showing the flaps of skin that had begun to melt when she was just a young teenager. The scars from Jeff's anger showing through. Jeff had obviously done some damage.
To be honest, I can see why she would be angry. She hadn't done anything wrong to Jeff, yet he changed her life. He took everything she had away from her within a few hours and then begged her to forgive him. But you know what? I love Jeff. Whether he's a psychopath or not. Even if she's pissed at him, that doesn't give her the right to go after him for seven years.
Toby ran back into the foyer with a roll of duct tape and tossed it to Jeff. Jeff and I switched places since he was stronger and he held Jane still as I bound her hands and feet together. "Night night, whore," I said before knocking her out.