Why me? ( A Jeff the killer fan fic )

WHOOOOA, hold on. This might be weird, and is only for jeff creepypasta lovers. If you're not one of these please dont read on, and yes this is girly.

                   I woke up startled by the noise from across my room. I slowly looked over to my window, the origin of the sound. Fwish fwish, it was just a tree branch smacking aganist the window. Yet still I felt as if I was being watched. This happened every night around 3 am, I would wake up to the same tree smacking the same window. Everything was the same, my bed sheets, certains, carpet, mirror, lamp. Barily anything was different about my room from that night. When I look out my window at the tree, I can almost see that fateful night replay.

                It was early in the morning, around 3 am actually, and I was sleeping soundly. Then I awoke to a heavy breathing,  which was not my own. I pretended to be alseep, scared that what I would see would be a grotestic monster lurking at the side of my bed. Then as if it could detect that I was awake, sighed and put a hand on my shoulder, then in a kind but weak voice, he spoke. "Hello Clara, Im jeff." He cackled, strange I thought, but I still didnt move. "I've been waiting, craving for this moment. The moment when we would finally TOUCH." He said the word as if he couldn't imagen it any other way. Another cackle escaped his lips, almost luring me into his, trap? I let a small stagered breath slip out. I held my breath, hopeful that it, he, hadn't heard me. Was that a giggle that he released?  "Ahhh, so you are awake. I wasnt sure, but now that I know, face me! He almosted hissed at me. I still didnt dare turn to see its, his face. "W-why are you here, what do you want? " I said in a rush, fumbleing for the correct words to say. He sighed like he was in a dream. I am here for you, because I need you by my side. I only want one thing from you Clara, well at least for now. I want YOU, I crave to have you with me at all times. It has been hard Clara, to resist coming to you. To resist you all together, to not take you away. No, I've waited, watching not far away. Waiting for this moment."He sighed again, this time with hope in it. "I've come to ask you to come with me, kill with me, love me. Clara, I've waited so long at your window." "What! No the answer is no, im not going any where. Go away!" I almost screamed at, him? Yes him, it was a he for sure. I was still hunched over facing away from him, now cradling my blankets around me. He grabed my arm tightly and with full force fliped me to face him. His eyes, unblinking and a fierce blue. His mouth scared into a carved smile. His hair black like charcoal, and his skin a faded white, almost matching the snow that lay outside. He wore a white hoodie that was stained red, blood, I think.  His black genes worn,  and tatered. Oddly, I liked his look, I found it strangely,  sexy? Most girls would scream, I know, but al I could do was stare, almost admiring him. I look at his eyes, eyelids missing, but I could still see the hurt in his still eyes. I wanted to take it back, but I couldnt force my mouth to form the words I wanted so badly to say. Then a knock at my door. "Hunny are you ok? Whats going on in there?" My father held a weary voice. I jumped up and pushed past, Jeff, yes that was his name. I grabed the door knob and slowky creaked it opened,  just enough to stick my head out. "Hmmm?" I asked as if nothing was amist. "Whatchya need?" "I thought I heard voices." My dad craned his neck, trying to peak through. "Oh, yeah, it was nothing. Just talking to a friend on speakerphone. You know girl stuff." I said with a fake L.O.L tone. "oh well, its late, get some sleep." I nodded and closed the door. I put my forehead to the door, and thought. Why didnt you tell dad that Jeff was in your room? Why arent you turning around and pushing him away, tellin him to leave? I turned adjusting my yes to the dim light,  surching for jeff. He was gone, not on the bed, not in a chair, not standing. He wanst there. I stood for a moment, in thought,  then it hit me. My eyes slowly wandering up from the floor, inching up to the window. There he sat, staring at me, his mouth in a wider grin then it was already forced to show. He winked at me, then jumped from the tree branch.  Fwish Fwish. Then he was gone.