Can't Go Back (Jeff the killer story)

Chapter 12

He threw his arms around me and cried into my shoulder. I rubbed his back and eventually he fell asleep in my arms. We both sorta fell asleep on the floor since I could not really carry him any where. Ugh finally things can go back to normal, and with that my eyes closed into a deep sleep.

I tried to roll over to get more comfortable, but something was holding me down. Slowly turning my head to look beside me I saw a sleeping Jeff, surprisingly he had a face mask on and we both were upstairs in his bed. He probably woke up at sometime and carried me up here, I couldn't help but smile, feeling so happy that he was okay.

I had to get up though, I was starving. So I carefully pushed his arm off of me and got up, walked to the dresser and looked for something to wear. When I was stripping out of my old clothes I felt dirty, like I needed a shower. I reached to grab fresh underwear and a towel then walked to the bathroom.

I finished washing my hair and body, but I didn't want to get out since it was so warm. So I just sat down and let the water fall on me causing my hair to fall over my face. I started to think about everything going on, about my family, about Jeff, and about Hunters death. I don't understand what happened to everyone in the house, I assume they're dead though, there weren't any bodies but a decent amount of blood. I won't know until I find them. Which I will, until I take my last breath. Even once I'm dead my soul will continue to search through the afterlife, I can't give up on them like they never gave up on me. I didn't notice the tears flooding my eyes since there was water everywhere. That was my sign to get out, slowly I stood and shut off the water. Stepping into the freezing air I shivered and covered myself in the towel. Shit, I forgot actual clothes, so I put on my underwear and open the door just a pinch. Looking both ways, up and down the hallway to make sure no one was out there. I tip toed out the door and practically flew down the hall to Jeffs room. I slammed the door shut and had to take a few minutes to catch my breath. Leaning my forehead to the door and panting lightly, I remembered that Jeff was still in here, but now he wasn't asleep. "What's up hot stuff?" He said and then whistled my way. My cheeks burned the colour of a tomato as I stuttered. "I ugh I was ugh, forgot my clothes."

"You look good without them, why not keep it that way?" He snickered

Now I was extremely embarrassed but I hid it with anger instead. "Jeff you fucking pervert! Can you please just turn the hell Around so I can change?"

"Let me think... Nah. I think I wanna watch this." He said

"Whatever" I grumbled, guess he's already seen me in underwear long enough now. I quickly changed and turned to face him. Of course he was pouting, oh god Jeff why do you do this to me. I shook my head and stepped in front of him. "Jeff why are you pouting?"  He crossed him arms like a child and sat there starring me dead in the eye, completely ignoring my question.

"Fine, whatever, ignore me." I huffed and started to walk away, when he grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me onto his lap.

"Jeff what do you think you're doing?" I questioned

"I missed you, you were my girl best friend and then you left me. I'm sorry I didn't help you, damn Zalgo." Jeff confessed.

"It's okay Jeff, I'm okay, we're okay now." I calmed him and ruffled his fringed, black hair.

All of a sudden my stomach wanted to demonstrate what sound a whale makes. Great thanks stomach, you ruined the damn moment. Jeff noticed laughed. "What the hell was that?"

"That was a whale" I said

"What the hell? How did a whale get in here?" He seemed shocked like he didn't understand the sarcasm.

I rubbed my temples and said. "Jeff for fucks sake it was sarcasm you dumb shit."

We both laughed so hard it hurt. "Yea yea I knew that."

"Sure Jeff, sure you did." I giggled

With that Jeff and I got up and walked down stairs, teasing eachother and making rude jokes that most people would find terrible. We thought they were the funniest thing ever, it's damn clear out humour is as morbid as our jobs. Haha get it, cuz we're killers? Ha yea. 

We reached the kitchen and searched high and low for something to eat. Not many things that Jeff and I knew how to cook, Jeff was taught to make hotdogs in the microwave, and I learned to make Mac and cheese. With that we have such an exquisite lunch, Kraft Mac and cheese, with cut hotdogs in it.

We were bonding over so many things, music, food, games, books, and even style. We've had our bumps in the  road like most friends but always got through them.  During the time though it seems we will never talk again but eventually one forgives the other  and things return normal. Like now for example, we aren't talking because he doesn't like me ditching him for Jane. I'm not ditching though, I wait till he's with Ben or EJ to go hang out with her. He's just a fucking drama queen, Jeff will get over it soon.

Sorry this chapter was basically fluff but I wanted to progress Jeff and Anna's relationship. I hate how some fanfics make it so they just meet then they bang then they get married cuz she's Prego. There's gotta be a build up from friendship there, so yea. Next chapters or so should be more exciting.