Killing Me Slowly (Jeff the Killer love story)

Chapter 7: Please...

The first thing I tasted was blood. Probably from the smile he refused to let heal.

He stumbled back a bit, his eyes wide. I rested my hands on his chest, pressing my lips firmer against his.

He grunted a bit then I felt his arms wrap tightly around my waist, his knife clattering to the ground. His lips caressed mine, which moved in sync with his. It was like I've done it a million times. Which, if you count the dreams, I have.

A low throaty moan escaped him
as one hand trailed up my back to my hair, taking it out of the bun and letting it spill down my back. He gripped it gently, forcing my back against the wall again. I ran my tongue along his bottom lip, begging for entrance. My mind was fuzzy, my body acting on its own, but I couldn't deny the want I had for him.

I moaned his name quietly, which seemed to drive him over the edge. He roughly grabbed my thigh and locked it onto his waist. He depended the kiss, allowing my tongue to enter and explore around. I tightened my thigh a bit, gaining my balance as my hands slid up his chest to his hair. He whimpered a bit and bit my bottom lip, pulling gently. His hand moved from my thigh to the hem of my shirt, lifting it so he could rest one large hand on my bare hip.

I wonder how far this will go...

Jeff's P.O.V

I did it again. I've hurt her again. I couldn't stop and I let my anger take over. I know I shouldn't force her into being with me but I can't see her being with anyone else. My grip tightened on her with the thought of it.

A moan grew in my chest and burst out of me, surprising myself at how loud it was. I know I should stop. I know I shouldn't be kissing her like this. I'll hurt her if I go any further with her. But my body moved on its own. I felt my hips grind against hers and she let out a shaky moan.

God Aslin... you're making this too hard on me.... I had to stop. I have to for her. With every last bit of strength I had in me I pulled away and rested my forehead against hers. She still had her eyes closed and she reached up, trying to place her incredibly soft lips on mine again. I wanted to. I wanted to tie myself to her in every way humanly possible... But not now.

I chuckled and pulled out of her reach. Her eyes slowly opened, looking up at me with sheer disappointment. "Why'd you pull away...?"

I moved my hand from her hair and cupped her cheek, wiping the blood from the cut I'd inflicted. My eyebrows furrowed and I clenched my teeth in anger towards myself. She freed one of her hands from being tangled up in my hoodie and rested her tiny hand over my large one.

"I'm fine. Really." she whispered.

"No. You- you're not safe around me. I'll only keep hurting you." My voice cracked.

"You're not going to stay away from me. I won't let you." She gripped the fabric of my sweater and tears welled in her eyes once again.

"Shhh. Don't cry. Please." I wiped my thumb under her eye and nuzzled my nose against hers.

"Then don't say stuff like that to me. Promise me. Promise you won't leave." Her arms wrapped around my waist tightly, holding me to her. I returned the hug, putting my hand on the back of her head and the other presses against her lower back. I buried my face into her neck, taking in her smell.

"I can't leave you. I couldn't if I wanted to. But... for now, I have to leave. I'll see you in a couple days. Promise me you'll eat." I held her a little tighter and rubbed circles on her back.

"If I don't eat, you'll be worried about me and come back for sure." She clutched the back of my hoody and buried her face into my chest. Her shoulders shook and I could tell she was trying her hardest not to cry.

"Don't look at it like that. Can't you just take my word for it? I'll always come back for you. No matter how far apart we are, no matter how long it's been, I will NEVER be able to stay away from you forever." I pulled away from her only enough to look at her, a serious look on my face. She looked up at me, her big green eyes shiny and red.

"Jeff..." Her tiny hand cupped my cheek, and if I had eyelids, they would've fluttered shut at her touch.

"I'm telling the truth." I whispered. The tears she'd been holding finally spilled down her face. "Why are you crying?" My thumbs worked rapidly to clear the tears from her face.

"I'm crying because I'm happy." She smiled.

I rolled my eyes. "I'll never understand women."

She giggled and hugged me tighter. "I'll be waiting for you when you come back." She smiled and we untangled ourselves from each other.

Truth be told, the reason why I wanted to leave her was because it was unimaginable how badly I wanted her right now. I cant do that to her... I'll hurt her so...I might as well settle the urge with some girl off the street. I picked up my knife off of her kitchen floor and walked towards the door.

"I'll see you in two days." I waved, gripping the handle of her door. She smiled sadly at me and waves back.

"Bye Jeff..."

Aslin's P.O.V

Seeing him walk out of the door broke me a little, though I was happy I was alone to think.

Just... wow. That was amazing... I've never felt that way before. Nor have I ever been kissed like that. It's just... why did he have to leave so suddenly?

I groaned and grabbed a cloth, cleaning up the juice. I threw it into the sink and headed upstairs. Though I tripped multiple times, still in that dazed state, I managed to make it to my room and get changed into boy short style underwear and a plain white tank top.

I flopped down on my bed, my head at the foot of my bed which was facing my tv. I rolled onto my stomach and flicked the tv on, watching Brave New Girls. I fucking love Walter. Er Jenna.

I was about half way through the episode and it started fuzz. My lights flicked for a moment then blacked out completely, my tv glowing an erie green. I scrambled back, my back hitting the headboard.

"Oh don't be afraid. You remember me don't you...?" Said an oddly familiar voice. I watched, frozen in horror as BEN crawled out of the tv. It was a bit sickening to watch. Soon the small ghost stood in front of me, smirking like an idiot.

"What?" And that's when I remembered how little clothing I was wearing. I pulled the blankets around me, covering my bottom half. He sighed and sat on the edge of my bed.

"You always ruin my fun. Wait. No. That's Jeff." He chuckled.

"So why are you here?" I looked at his glowing red eyes, my hands tightening on the blankets.

"I just thought you'd like to know what I just saw Jeff doing not too long ago."