Chapter two: Jeffrey

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You wake up a little hung over, from all the shots you took the previous night. You remember all that happened last night, you smile at how the man wanted your mercy but you didn't give it to him. You had more important things to do, you get up from bed your legs wobble a bit. You prop yourself up on the table, then it hit you Slenders offer "ill go" you mumble to yourself. Come to think of it you enjoy watching a persons blood spill, its the only thing that makes you smile. Having this job will give you an opportunity, you heard a knock on your back door. You walk down the stairs not rushing to see who is. You open it to see slender "oh hey" you lazily said and gestured him to come into your home he does so but he has to duck under the door frame to get in. you sit on your couch and so does slender "so [y/n]... have you decided yet" he awkwardly asks I-ill go" you said stuttering from the awkwardness "you sure? I'm asking you to leave everyone you know and love "he questions I have not had family, friends, or love in a long long time slender" you say in a hysterical tone, you weren't sad you were alone at all. "ill have a proxy come help pack" he said in a happy tone "sounds good I guess" you say with a yawn I better get packing then" you said in a semi exited tone with that slender gets up and heads for the door "bye [y/n]" he says, you wave goodbye as the tall man ducks under the door and leaves your house. well shit well better get started you grab your computer and put it on the table. Maybe i can make a few friends you think, "haha" who am I joking I'm stretching it here" you say as you dig in the closet. A book falls on you "damn it!" you hiss you look at the purple symbol on the black book "huh its my spell book" you quietly you turn each page healing, destruction this book has almost any spell you can imagine. You look for your other three books they are all stacked together each bearing the same symbol but in different colors blue, green, and red. "I need some practice with this shit" you mumble to yourself and stack the books on the table you walk back to the closet. "where is that piece of shit?" you question yourself you stare off into space you decide to pour yourself a drink you grab a glass, and some ice then open the cabinet and grab a bottle of whiskey then you hear another knock at the door. You sigh and walk over to the door and open it to see Jeffrey "oh its you Jeffrey" you say glaring daggers at him "god you sound like slender its just Jeff" he groans you gesture him to come in you walk back over to your whiskey "you want any Jeff?" you ask and hold the whiskey up "hell yeah" he replies, you get out another cup and put in around three cubes of ice some pour him you put some other things in too same for yours you hand the glass to Jeff he takes a sip "damn girl you can make a drink" he says astonished "well being a alcoholic really gives a person skills" you laugh "what is your name?" he asks "my name is [y/n]" you say "ya know most people freak out when they see my beautiful face... you didn't" he smiles I don't know I don't really freak out much" you say he nods you think about your bag, Jeff looks at you puzzled "what are you thinking about "he questions oh "wondering where my bag went" you walk up stairs and he follows. You walk into your bedroom you lay on the floor beside your bed, and reach under "looking for monsters [y/n]?" he questions "ha ha very funny" you roll your eyes "AHA" you cheer and you pull out a black duffel bag with silver buckles. You walk towards your closet and you grabbed all the shirts and start to take the hangers off "Jeff can you help" you turn to look at him he nods and starts to take hangers off, and you folded and put them in the bag. You finish folding clothes you grabbed your pile jeans you also grab your underwear, bras and socks you knew Jeff was staring. You run downstairs, Jeff just waits you carry your books and laptop and set them on the bed "please put these in there" you ask him he nods. You open your drawer and grab your knives and sharpener. You set the blade sharpener in the bag, and slid the knives in pockets of your bag. You grab a tote and walk down stairs Jeff follows you put all your alcohol bottles in a bag. "you good to go" he snickers "fuck you" you laugh "but yeah I'm ready" you realize how heavy this tote is he sees your surprised expression he laughs at you "lil fucker" you laugh, "can you carry my bag there?" he rolls his eyes "alright" he grabs the duffel bag, and now you set off to your new home.

A/N alright a reader of mine has inspired me to continue writing  shout out to princessprettypaw111 thank you I'm gonna get started on my next chapter!

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