Madison The Killer {Jeff The Killer}

Chapter Twenty-Four (Edited)~

-Jeff

Follow your heart...

But how?...

You'll figure it out eventually...

How do you know?...

I just know...

No you don't.

Now how are you sure of that?..

Because it's my heart, I should know how to decide.

Do you?... Do you know how to decide?..

I said I should, I never said i knew.

Well figure it out..

Bens words are still like poison to my mind. All I can think about is his words... I wake up and they are still buzzing in my head, I growl at it. I start to stand up but quickly fall onto the ground, my head all of the sudden feeling really light headed. I lay down for like a hour. I finally stand up, feeling fine.

I walk into the living room and sit on the couch. I stare at the blank tv like I am in a trance as I get lost in my thoughts. Thoughts about what I'm supposed to do..

-Madison

I walk into the living room to see Jeff, staring at the blank tv screen and I can tell he is lost in his thoughts.

"Whatcha thinking about?" I say across the room. He ignores me and doesn't even budge, like he couldn't hear me. I go to the couch and sit next to him. "What are you thinking about?" I say, raising my voice slightly. He still doesn't budge, Is he that lost in his thoughts?

I start to poke him, the same spot every time, He doesn't budge. I flick him a couple times on the side of his head and he turns his head quickly and shoots me a hateful glare.

"What the hell is your problem?!" he yells at me and pushes my hand away.

"Well, you have been staring into space a lot and I can tell something is bothering you" I say angrily. I don't like the fact that he talked to me like that! "You know I hate secrets..." I pause. "What are you thinking about?" I ask, trying to calm down.

"None of your business" he growls. He gets up off of the sofa and walks out of the living room, into his room, slamming the door behind him.

I violently mumble to myself. Eventually I get up and walk to my room. When I get ready to turn the door knob I get a tap on my shoulder. I take a deep breath, thinking it was Jeff and turn around, It's Ben. I sigh in relief. He tugs on my arm and pulls me into the living room then onto the coach.

"I know what he's thinking of" he says I gasp as my eyes widen.

"What is it?!" I say a little louder because I'm eager to hear.

"Well.. To start off with. He doesn't live here. He really lives at this mansion. Full of the creepypastas. And one time he had a partner. H-" he quickly stops and stiffens when he sees Jeff more angry than ever stand in the hall breathing heavily. He has his knife gripped in his hand. But his hand isn't on the handle of the knife. His hand is griped on the blade and he pushes on it, making his hand gush out blood. It looks like he doesn't even feel it as he gives Ben a death glare.

-Jeff

I start to walk back out of my room, with my knife. I was gonna go 'killing'. I walk in to see Ben and Madison on the couch. I listen closely as I here "and one time he had a partner" He was telling her about Jaime!! I give him a quick death glare. Then I quickly run to Ben and pick him up by his neck, pining him to the wall

"What the fuck did you tell her" I growl at him, slowly squeezing his neck. I know I am slowly killing my closest friend but right now I don't care. He betrayed me. He wasn't supposed to tell.

"M...Madison" he chokes out, pausing as he try's to breathe. I loosen my grip just a little bit, I want to hear this. it better be good. "You should leave... this is a conversation between me and Jeffrey" like he actually cares about her! I tighten my grip back to were it was before.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO HER!" I growl at him full of anger, my growl loud enough to be a yell, not even caring that I am slowly killing him.

"Or do you mean what was I going to tell her until you interrupted?" He says with a smart ass attitude, pissing me off even more as he just smiles.

"You know what I meant" I growl just as loud at him.

"I was telling her everything, Jeff she deserves to know." he says still as calm as can be. I loosen my grip a little bit.

"You lied to me.." I pause. "I trusted you" I said calmly.

"She needs to know" he says, trying to persuade me to do so.

"How far did you get into the story?" I ask getting a little pissed off again.

"I told her that you really live in a mansion with the creepypastas and you had a partner. I wasn't able to get to her name"

"And that right there, was to much" I say as I let go of his neck and let him fall with a hard and loud thump to the ground.

"Don't tell her anymore!" I growl as I walk out of the living room and into my room. I open my window and jump out, leaving it wide open. I'm gonna go search a little more. . .