sorry for not updating very much! D: i have really been neglecting my stories, and i apologize for that, BUT NOW I WILL UPDATE LIKE CRAZY!!!!! :D
Chapter: 3? yea 3!
Smile dog, wagging his tale happily while eating his dinner, I looked out the window and saw it was dark out. I picked my knife up from the table and walked over to the door. Jane saw this and asked, "Where are you going?" I didn't answer, she looked angry at this. I laughed and turned out of the door. My nightly rounds where boring, I couldn't stop thinking about that girl sitting at my table, willingly wanting to be killed, why would Jane do something like that?
I headed home after killing 20 women and 33 men plus three kids. Slow night. I opened my door and walked in, the girl was still sitting in the same spot and Jane was watching TV. I grunted announcing my arrival, Jane looked up at me and smiled a bloody smile, I rolled my eyes and looked at the girl at the table, her arm had a bite mark in it, I laughed as she tried to hide it from view yet failed. I went over to Jane and sat down. "Jane, why is that girl injured?", I asked her as she wiped the blood from her mouth. "I got hungry, she was just there. Plus your gonna kill her any way so.", she replied with a cute girl voice that she knew I hated. "I might not kill this one. I mean...", I said quickly as she looked up at me with her beautiful black eyes, was she my girlfriend, if not then why do I feel this stupid human feeling called love when I'm around her?, ".. we don't even know the grips name." "AND I WON'T TELL YOUR SORRY ASS! NEITHER OF YOU!" the girl said now rapping her arm up skillfully with the one clean rag I had. "Your pretty good at that. Are you trained in first aid?", I asked, the girl looked shocked at this rather social question from me, a unsociable person. "Y-yeah, I was a life guard at school. looks like I can't protect the lives of innocent people you've killed..." "THEY ARE NOT INNOCENT. THOSE BASTARDS OUT IN THAT CRUEL WORLD ARE THE ONLY REASON I KILLED MY BROTHER! PEOPLE LIKE MY PARENTS, LIKE MY... My... my... my old friend." this thought brought back a memory of my old friend Ben Drowned. this drug addicted video game character named Ben was my best friend until Ben's stories didn't get new views. witches reminded me that once people forget about my stories i'll disappear. Jane leaned up to me and kissed me. kind of wanting something this comforting, I kissed back.
THERE ARE NO COMMENTS! WERE ARE THE COMMENTS! come on people i still need a name for the girl at the table, and if you want it to be a Jeff x Jane story or Jeff x the girl story! HELP ME OUT HERE!
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Jeff the Killer romance
HorrorAn adult Jeff the Killer falls in love with an old enemy and has the problem of him not being able to maintain the creepypasta with in him.
