I'm in love with a killer (Jeff the killer fan fiction romance)

Chapter1 (edit)

Jeff POV

I wanted to get to know her.

I wanted her to be mine.

The way her hair drops over her face.
The way the sun hits her skin...it just feels...perfect...

Emma POV

On my way home I was beginning to contemplate wether I should still take that path through the woods to home and school now...maybe I should start taking a different way.

Its funny after almost being killed by some insane killer I'm just contemplating on my choices of maths I like to take.
I step infront of the door to my house and open it a little quietly.

I step in and-

"Hey!what took you so long to come back?!" my cousin Mack said
"Oh...hey Mack! I-I didn't see you there! I dropped by DD to get something to eat, sorry if I worried you cause"

"Oh...k? Wait, but why are you all dirty?"Mack said

I hadn't realize what she meant until I looked down at my clothes. She was right: I was covered in a little bit of dirt and hints of my blood was visible to see on my shirt.
"Oh I tripped over something " I lied.
"Sheesh that must've been some trip" (pun intended) Mack joked. I laughed and ran up  the stairs to my room and slamed my door behind me.

  I fall onto my bed and look at a picture that was laying on my bed side table. Its a picture of me and my parents before the accident. We were at the beach that day when we took that picture, it wasn't long after the accident happen...I can still here the sirens that were coming from outside my house...and if I close my eyes...I can still get the feeling of running away from the boy...the one that killed them...
It's probably only been 1 or 2 years since my parents died...still its hard trying to believe it.

I get up from my bed and put all my stuff down and flop back onto my bed.

"I still don't get it...what did he mean this wont be the last time we-"

"Emma phone call!"

A phone call? What? Who would be calling me I barely have any friends that knew my number. 

wondering who was calling me s I went downstairs and got the phone

"hello?"

*the call*

"hey sweetheart~"

"who's this?"

"You know who it is doll face~"

"Uh...excuse me? Seriously who the hell is this?"

Chucking can be heard from the other line...
"Heheh...remember? I wanna meet you again beautiful~"

"You?! H-how did you...get my number?!"

"Does it matter how sweetheart?"

"Uh, yes! Yes it does!"

"I have my ways gorgeous~"

"Wh-wha...?"

*click*

*end of phone call*

"H-hello? Hello?! Ugh!"
I put the phone back after realizing the boy had hung up on me. I sigh and turn around.

"what was that about? Somebody stocking you now?" Mack said with a smerk, I sigh "I guess  you can say that" I got a little worried. No. I'm more frightened then worried now. I went back up stairs into my room, slamming my door once again . I took out my ipod and pluged in my head phones and started listening to music. I closed my eyes and drifted into a sleep,my dreams weren't right  I was in a dark place all by myself and there was a figure standing infront of me...he was faceless...
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Another chapter edit! Yay no more of the comments that complain about my grammar! I'll edit the next chapters later