Addiction (Jeff The Killer Romance)

Chapter 4 - The Truth

When soon enough, the doorbell rang and I knew who it was, I ran downstairs to answer it and told Edward that our guest is here if he would like to meet him.

Edward seemed interested, but came anyways.

I opened the door with a smile, but that smile turned into a jaw-dropping expression when I saw the boy's face.

No makeup.. Just him.

He had pale, flawless skin, still the same emerald eyes, and black skater hair, but damn.

Even more stunning than the last time I seen him.

"Welcome! This is my brother, Edward." I said, pointing to my brother, and then I started to panic. I didn't know his name still..

"U-uh Edward.. This is u-uh..." I was stuck.. What should I say?!

Maybe I should...

Just make up a name?...

Damn.

Not many options here, so I guess I'll have to.

"R-Ryan! Yeah! Edward this is Ryan, Ryan this is Edward!" I said, moving out of the way to let "Ryan" inside.

"Ryan" looked confused, but eventually caught on to what I was trying to do.

"Haha, alright. Oh, you didn't walk here, did you? I could've drove you over.." Edward said, looking sorry.

"I did, but hey! It's alright!" Mr.Nameless gave off a reassuring smile.

"Actually, I got to head to the store to get some groceries. You two, behave." Twirling his keys around his fingers, walked out the door. His hair was still damp looking, but at least he was fully dressed.

"So.. I'm 'Ryan' ?" He smiled over to me, once my brother walked out the door and I closed it behind him.

"Well! You said you didn't have a name. Which can't be true. Actually, can we talk about that?" I avoided making eye contact so I wouldn't stumble over my words.

"Don't tell me.. are you still believing I am Jeff The Killer?" His eyes shot down.

"Are you?"

Awkward silence. Of course..

I'm really starting to think he is.. Besides the..beautiful face and sweet voice.

"Let me tell you a story, my lovely." He walked over to the couch "Shall I?"

"Let's go upstairs, to my room for that, it's more cozy." I laughed, meeting his eyes.

Going up the stairs, my legs felt like jelly, Ohmygod. Why do I feel like this?

I guided him to my bed, and we sat down.

"Alright, look, I am really not all that innocent as I appear to be", his voice changed, into a serious tone.

Now.. I was starting to get nervous..

"Um, excuse me? Explain what you mean?"

"Alright, story time my lady. So, last Halloween.. Things happened. I did the same makeup I did the last time you saw me. Chelsea smile, and blacked out eyes. So anyways..." He paused.

Meeting eyes with me "this might change how you see me.. But.. I.. Okay.. Look.. These guys.. They.. They raped my bestfriend, at a party.." What.. I looked over to him.. He was crying.

I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, I just let him continue.

"I guess I must've had temporary insanity.. Because next thing you know, I'm stabbing the guys who touched her and raped her as soon as I found out what happened, over, and over and over..

Then when I realized what I did.. I left.."

Ohmygod. So.. He is Jeff The Killer?...

He continued "I didn't even think about wiping the makeup off! I just ran home as quick as I could!" He sounded so frantic..

"What happened when you got home?" I asked, staring his eyes, trying to read how he was feeling.

"Well.. I wiped my makeup off and I'm surprised that nobody heard me coming in, and by nobody, I mean my older brother Liu, and my parents."

His voice started to tremble again..

"But.. When I woke up.. It was to screaming. It was my family's.. And I.. Didn't know what to think at all.. So, I hastily got up to see what the..n-noise was but I was too late.. Josafina! I was too late! I was too late.." Tears were streaming down his face and his voice was in a constant crack.

He was too late? What did he mean?

My eyes darted down as I waited for him to finish his little "story".

He tried to toughen up "Josafina.. I guess I was followed home, because my family.. They were killed. I knew it was to mock me! Because the murderer cut in smiles to their faces! And then, next thing you know, all these stories, and everything are released and written about 'Jeff The Killer' all these false statements about me! That's why I couldn't tell you my name.. I couldn't scare you off.. But.. Now I guess you gave me a new name?" A hopeful smile bloomed on his face.

Oh this poor guy..

Well.. At least I finally know the truth.

But he is a murderer. He still killed some people.

"Haha, yes, Ryan." I scooted closer to him, holding him and wiping away the remainder of his tears.

He looked up, smiling. "Anyways.. To this day, I still don't know who's responsible for killing my family, but at least I inherited their money. That's how I'm able to have an iPhone, and my small apartment, but I still need to get a job.."

I'm so glad he's open with me now and that he can tell me all of this..

"Oh! Hey! Don't let me forget!" He spoke up and he dug his hand in his pocket.

Uh.. What is he doing?

Then, he pulled out a chocolate bar.

"On my way over here, I thought this might cheer you up a bit." He handed it to me, locking eyes.

He is so sweet...

"Thank you so mu-"

My sentence was cut off when we heard the front door open and Edward yelled "I'm back! You guy better not have done anything!"

We both just laughed and I ran down the stairs to greet him, he was holding so many bags, and that's when Ryan came to take some from him.

"Let me help you. Where shall I put these?"

He's the best.. A killer.. But the best..