Heart Shaped Blood Stains (Jeff the Killer love story)

Chapter 14.

VOTE !

It has now been thirty minutes since Jeff had told me about killing Kenzi. I grip my sweaty palms into a fist as I wait in the back bedroom nervously. Everything that was rambling in my mind made no sense. I was thinking of times when I was a child, or back to eighth grade graduation. I thought about school and how much people were probably talking about me; making ridiculous rumors, like "I bet she's pregnant." or "I heard she's in an insane asylum". God, I couldn't even imagine. And I was wondering how Kyle was. I had glitched out of my sanity, I'm pretty sure. I felt like I was losing grip of my reality, watching as it slowly slipped into nothingness. What was a becoming? was the big question on my mind.

"Kate, are you ready?!" Jeff obnoxiously yells as he barges in the door. I give him a desperate look, which I felt there was no need in hiding anymore.

"Jeff... I don't want to kill Kenzi... Why can't we kill people that we hate?"

"Like who, Kate? Who would we kill?" he asks with impatient frustration, sounding so, completely rude. I ignore it though, looking to my hands as I think back to the people in my school.

"Well, uhh.... I've always hated Sadie Grooms. Maybe...?" I was edging towards the obvious reason. He wanted me to kill people that I liked and that had been with me through a lot. I didn't really understand, but whatever. I would figure that out later.

Jeff was glaring at me, so I give him a little smile to ease the tension in the room.

"Fine," he sighs. "Let's go, Kaitlynne."

I let a happy/relieved smile onto my face as I followed him out of the door. Wind sweeps past me as I enter the outside, making me realize I was still coated in the sticky blood of Luke Vise. I had been so deep in thought and worry that I hadn't even realized what a mess I was. How did Jeff deal with this all of the time? It was very uncomfortable.

I wanted to take my mind off of the topic now, because I realized how uncomfortable I was starting to get. So my thoughts automatically switch to Jeff. I wondered what we were, exactly. My feelings for him were very strong, I come to find. My heartbeats would pick up and race, making the blood in my veins run hot and thick. With Jeff I was excepted; with Jeff I had adventure. Granted, it wasn't very good or legal adventure, but it was invigorating.

Damn, I was in some deep shit....

I knew I wouldn't stop wondering if I didn't ask. So as Jeff and I walked through both towns, I debated fiercely in my mind if it would be the right thing to ask. I was scared of what he might say. I didn't want to feel the pain of heart break since I've come so far. It would be-

"I can feel your thoughts, you know." Jeff says matter-of-factly as he strolled through the field.

I swallow. "Huh?"

"I can tell you have things to ask me. I know you're afraid to. What is it that's bothering you?"

My breath was caught between my lungs as I search for what to say. My mind was such a mess; a big pile of many mixed emotions. Putting me on the spot like this will be the death of me.

Jeff stops walking and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me close to his face. He wasn't doing it out of wanting fear, but I still felt weak. His other hand reaches up and touches my cheek softly. It was cold and sent shivers through me; seeming to paralyze me in his hold.

"What is it, Kate?" he asks in his low, dark voice. I was melting in his arms; oh God, I realized how much I truly cared for him. The more he did this kind of thing, the more I felt the want inside of me.