Killing Me Slowly (Jeff the Killer love story)

Chapter 10: I can't...

Aslin's P.O.V

Was this really happening? Was Jeff really going to go this far? It's hard to believe he would though since he fucked some random prostitute off the street... and woke up with her dead next to him.

Jeff attacked my neck, sucking harshly along my collarbone. I moaned his name and he put a finger over my lips, pressing his hand against the door.

"These walls aren't exactly sound proof." He pulled away smirking. "How about we ditch your date and go back to the mansion. I-if you want to.... We can t-try this... " He looked at me, and I could tell his eyes were full of uneasiness and he looked so... unsure of himself.

"SHIT!! Embry!" I untangled myself from him, zipping up my sweater to hide the many purple love bites Jeff had given me. Jeff gave me a look, though I'm not too sure what it meant.

"Him again?" He asked, agitation clear in his voice, taking a few steps back.

"Yes HIM. He's my BOYFRIEND." I ran a hand through my hair. "God.. my life is so complicated..." I sighed, reaching for the door. He put his hand on the doorknob before I could get to it.

"It doesn't have to be... Complicated I mean." He looked at me and gave me this serious stare.

"Yes... it does. You don't get it." I opened the door and walked out, tears rushing down my face.

"Aslin. Please wait." Jeff followed me out and I could see and hear the sadness in him. "What happened to you can't stay away from me?"

I turned to face him, my fists clenched at my sides. "I can't stay away from you. But I'll try my damn hardest to." And with that I turned my back on possibly the most dangerous killer on the face of the planet.

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Embry dropped me off after the movie was done. He could tell something was wrong but he didn't pry. Now, I was laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling and having no idea what to do next.

"What's troubling you?" I jolted up to see BEN sitting on my tv, his legs swinging like a child.

"Nothing." I groaned and flopped back down. "I hate my life. With everything that's happened... it just really makes me think about if it's all been worth it..." I shakily sighed and stood up, grabbing a big t-shirt and clean underwear, walking to the bathroom and shutting the door.

"You're not talking about suicide... are you?" BEN's voice rang through the other side of the door.

"I dunno.... Is it easier? Being dead I mean?" I changed and tied my hair up, walking over to the door and opening it.

"That depends. My life has been a hell of a lot easier. My dad was a royal asshole and he drowned me. I got my revenge. And now I don't have to deal with his shit anymore. And I can play video games whenever I want." He smirks and and watches me from his spot on my tv as I walk to my bed and climb under the sheets.

"Do you think it would be better for me?" I looked up at him and he floated over to me, kneeling beside my bed.

"I don't think so. There's no guarantee you would come back... and I'm not about to let you take that risk." He puts a hand on my head, gently stroking my hair.

"I just don't know what to do anymore. I... Love him... and it kills me." I bury my face into my pillow, pulling the blankets over my head.

"I know how you feel. Look. I'll help. I'll tell him to come by later tonight."

"No! Wait!" I called out but he was already gone. I hopped up and paced around my room, feeling the need to rapidly tidy the place. I ordered random things and stood back, tapping my foot on the carpet.

"Umm..." My hair fell into my eyes and I saw it was still straight. "Shower." I raced to the bathroom and showered quickly. I rinsed off and got out, drying off, throwing on the big shirt I already had on and a new pair of underwear. By the time I made it to my bathroom door, I was gasping for breath. I opened it and jumped, seeing Jeff sitting cross legged on the edge of my bed.

"BEN told me to drop by.... The place seems cleaner..." He looked around.

"Y-you think so?"

He smirked and walked up to me, taking a piece of my hair. "You knew I was coming."

"What makes you say that?" I chuckled nervously and leaned against the wall. "Actually... I wanted to talk to you. I'm sorry about what I said. I wasn't very nice to you after... what happened..." I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"No. You weren't very nice. But what makes you so sure I'll forgive you?" He was close, but somewhat stayed further away then he usually would.

"B-Because. You have to." I stammered, blushing afterwards.

"And why's that?" He picked me up bridal style, carrying me over to the bed.

"Because..." I bite my lip and try to think of an answer. I can't tell him I love him. It might scare him off. AND it would give him the satisfaction of me saying it.

"Do you love Embry...?" He asked as he crawled under the sheets next to me, reaching over and turning off the lamp on my bedside table, blanketing us in darkness.

"W-well that's random..." I blushed even darker as he started pulling off his hoodie.

"It's just a question." He pulls his hoodie off completely and tosses it aside.

"You could say that..."

"Do you love him more than you love me?"

I looked at him and he looked back at me, his eyes totally serious. "Don't do that. Don't pretend that you don't. Aslin I KNOW you have feelings for me."

I sighed. "I-I'm not saying that I don't..."

"Then why are you with HIM!?" He rolls on top of me, pinning me down by my shoulders.

"I told you.. my life is confusing."

"Well let me sum it up for you." He wrapped his arms around me, his body fitted against mine. I already knew what he was going to do before he did it and my lips quivered with anticipation. When his finally met mine, I moaned almost instantly. It was like someone had deprived me of water.

Jeff slid the hem of my shirt up and when he realized I wasn't wearing bottoms, his hands gripped my hips, a loud moan coming from him. I arched my back and slid my tongue against his bottom lip.

"I love you, Aslin..." He mumbled against my lips. My heart thumped in my chest at this and my fingers gripped his hair. This was so wrong. I already knew that. But some how, I couldn't stop myself.

"You don't mean that..." I mumbled back. How could he? He was relentless and cruel, and VERY possessive. But, in a way, I loved his possessiveness and fierceness.

Jeff pulled away, sighing defeatedly. "You think I'm joking about this?" He asked, sounding a bit irritated as he sat up a bit, discarding his shirt. I looked away as if I'd been looking at something that wasn't for my eyes. An arm snaked around my waist, pulling me into him, his warm chest against my back. "I would never joke about this..." He mumbled, burying his face into my neck, moving my hair with one hand and begins kissing under my ear. I shivered.

"J-Jeff.." My legs tangled into his. He chuckled, his chest vibrating, sending that same feeling up my back.

"Dump him. You're MINE Aslin." Jeff whispered, sending hot air down my neck. I already knew I was his. I was his the first time we kissed. I was his since we danced at my mothers stupid party.

"And you're mine." I turn to face him, burying my face into his chest, which was leathery from bring burned but oddly soft, and EXTREMELY warm. Unnaturally warm. Both of his arms wrapped around me then, and at that moment, I felt like nothing could touch me. Like he could and was going to protect me from anything.

"Always... until the day you send me away. And in which case, I won't leave even then." He said, and I could hear the smile in his words. A chuckle came from me.

"So stubborn..." I yawned.

"Shh just get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." And he began to stroke my hair.

I nodded and yawned again, falling asleep, my body entwined in his.