Killers Can't Love (A Jeff The Killer Romance)

Chapter Eighteen: Is It Crazy In Here, or Is That Just You?

Tess

My head was throbbing with pain. I didn't remember much of what happened and I didn't know where I was. The only thing I did know, was that I was in danger, and so was my baby. I put one hand on my head, and the other on my stomach. It felt weird saying "my baby". It's like, I knew I was pregnant, but it was still hard to believe. I didn't dare open my eyes, afraid of what I might see. I rubbed my tummy as to reassure the baby that everything would be alright. I have to admit, though, I was scared out of my mind. I decided to open my eyes and check out my surroundings. My eyes fluttered open and I gasped. Where ever I was, it was frightening. There were bloodstains on the walls, loads of graffiti, and names written on the walls. Some were crossed out, others were circled, but there was one name that was written so intensely that it made me gasp. There, above all the other names, was Jeff's, written in blood that looked as if it were still dripping down the wall. I backed away slowly and turned to run, but before I could take one more step, I was face-to-face with who I assumed was my captor...Jane. "Oh, are you leaving so soon?" she said in that innocent little tone of hers, "Why don't you stick around, maybe then we can have some...fun." I took a step back. "W-what do you mean by 'fun'?" I asked nervously. She stepped towards me, filling in most of the space between us with her body. "Follow me, and I'll show you." She grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards another room. I didn't try to fight her, I'd seen enough kidnap movies to know you never fight your captor, you let them think they own you, that they have complete control over you, and at the very last second, you show them exactly how much stronger you are then them. However, fact of the matter is, I don't think I am stronger than my captor.

We entered the room. Jane turned on the dull light and closed the door behind her. We were in a padded room, like the ones you see in insane asylums. Wait a minute...is that where I am? The insane asylum? Shit, I'm screwed. I turned to look at Jane, who had that same blank expression on her face as she did the day I first saw her. I felt uneasy and grabbed my stomach. Within seconds, she was only two feet away. I opened my mouth to speak but quickly shut it. I didn't know what to say to her that wouldn't get me killed. "What do you want with me?" I blurted out. Jane giggled. "Oh Tess," she said, "Poor, sweet, innocent little Tess. You don't seem to understand. You didn't really think I had a little crush on you, did you?" I was confused. She TOLD me she liked me, what the fuck did she mean by this? "What are you talking about?" I asked. "Oh sweetie," she cooed, "I do like you, you're a sweet girl, but you're not the one I have feelings for. You see, my entire plan all along was to lure my true love into my little trap here. And, as you can see, YOU...are the bait." She smiled at me. I was confused. Her true love? Little trap? Bait? Who could I possibly be bait for? I know she likes girls, but the only girl I know that would come at a time like this is Sally, but she's WAY too young for that, plus she doesn't comprehend love quite yet. I looked back to Jane. "What do you mean?" I asked. She frowned. "You're not a very smart girl, are you? You see, there's a certain...person that I've had my eye on for a while now, but there seems to be something getting in the way...you" Once again(like always apparently) I was confused. "How could I be in the way of someone you love?" I asked. Jane looked irritated by all of my questions. "Oh my God, will you just shut up and use your brain for once!? Who is the one guy in that house of psycho's that you live with that cares about YOU more than anything? The one guy who's heart has been changed ever since YOU came along?" I thought for a minute, and then I realized who she was talking about. I turned to her. "No, you can't possibly mean..." She nodded. "Yes Tess, yes I can. He was mine from the start, ever since the first day I saw him I knew he was mine. But then you come along and ruin everything!" I was shocked. There was no way in hell that she wanted him, I knew how much she hated him ever since what he did to her. "Jane I thought you hated him. You even told me yourself you wanted him dead." "Oh I do, but that doesn't mean I suppressed the love I've felt for him all along. You see Tess, I've known...Jeff for much longer than you have. I was there when he moved to town, when he beat up those kids on the street, when Liu was taken away, when he was put in the hospital after the accident, and I was there when he killed my parents and ruined me. You, on the other hand, haven't even been there a year, and yet, he falls for you. But what I really don't think is fair, is that you haven't had to go through what I went through. He didn't kill your mom and dad right in front of you, he didn't try to make you like him, you weren't his little experiment that he horribly failed at...I was." She hesitantly reached up to her face and hair. I stood there in shock as she removed them. I watched as they dropped to the floor, causing me to vomit. Jane giggled maniacally. She strutted over to me and seized my face, making me look up at her. I gasped. Her hair was burnt off and she had scars, bruises, and burn marks on her face. My gaze wondered to her mouth, which was sloppily cut into a smile, and her skin was bleached white. Her eyes didn't blink. She took a baby wipe from her pocket and rolled up her sleeves. As she wiped her arms and legs, I saw more burn marks and scars, many that were self inflicted. I couldn't speak, all I could do was stand there with my mouth wide open and stare at her. She looked like a fucked up version of Jeff. I couldn't believe that Jeff had done this to her, I didn't want to believe it, but the proof was standing right in front of me. "...Jane," I started, "How could you still love him after he did this to you?" She sighed. "I've been asking myself that same question for seven years, but I never seem to get the answer I'm looking for." I stared at her. She didn't seem like a bad person, just misunderstood, but that doesn't excuse her from stealing me from my home. I wanted to see things from her point of view, to understand why she does the things she does, and to see why she was in love with Jeff, but there was crazy in her eyes, and I knew that wasn't possible at this time. She started laughing again, like a maniac. I clutched my stomach again, because I knew that the baby was afraid...because I was afraid. She coughed a bit and then spoke. "I almost forgot," she said with a smirk, "I brought a little...friend along with me. Oh Ja-ack, your play mate's here." I didn't know who she was calling for, but I had a feeling it wasn't the Eyeless Jack I'd come to know and love. I heard footsteps coming towards the room, and then I saw him. It was that evil clown from my nightmares, the ones I've had since my dad died. He looked the same as he always , his striped and bandaged features unchanged. "I thought she'd be sexier, but this'll do." He said with a smirk and that grainy voice of his. Jane giggled. "Great," she said, "You kids have fun now. Bye-bye!" And with that she left. I was alone...in a padded room...with him...Laughing Jack. Dear God, please help me.

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So I FINALLY updated. Sorry loves, this chapter took a lot of thinking and editing and writer's block :-p But it's done, and I hope you love it as much as I loved writing it for you. Goodnight my little monsters, and, by all means necessary, stay strange  =￣ω￣=