Ch.2
(Jade POV)
School was always the same. Names, teasing, and bullying. I had so much anger I would be willing to kill. My jet black hair was soft and straight but everyone just sees me as the black eyed freak emo. Pff labels these days.
I sat in my English class impatient for the bell to ring. The teacher, Mrs. Smith, smiled "I'll be back in a minute". Fuck. This is just great.
Tina the popular bitch was the worst ever. She broke my hand once and I punched her but I'M the one that got in trouble. It was so unfair.
She walked up to me and smirked "Hey emo freak". I hissed "Sluty bitch". Her face redden and she slapped me hard leaving a mark in my pale skin. I glared at her and she snapped "What do you know!? Your just a orphaned bitch that no one wants. That's why your parents gave you up!". My parents. I remember them at one time.
-flashback-
Mom picked me up "Your a pretty little girl". My 5 year old self smiled "Thank you mommy". Dad walked in and kissed mom and kissed my forehead. We all sat together and we were a happy family. But that night that fire set my world upside down.
It killed my parents and I was found in the ruins of my house crying. I was slightly burned on my right arm and I still have a scar. My perfect world fell apart right in front of my face. Everything I loved was gone. My dear parents were dead and I was sent to the orphange. For years I never had a friend. I was all alone.
-end flashback-
I glared at her and spoke through gritted teeth "What did you say?". She spoke with a very irritating voice "I said your parents didn't want you because your a fre-". I grabbed her by her skinny little throat and throw her and she hit head on the black bored.
Blood was all over her blonde hair and fear was shown in her crystal eyes.
I smirked and was satisfied.
Some jocks tackled me to the ground and punched me acrossed the face and that's when all I could see was red. I started attacking them then I heard the door open and Mrs. Smith started to scream her head off.
My blue jeans and my white t shirt were covered in blood and I looked at her.
(Jeff: Oh I'm so proud of her)
(Me: Yeah I'm happy she stood up for herself but nearly killing people is a no no)
(Jeff: Whatever I'm still in to her and besides they had it comeing)
(Me:*sigh*)
I was taken to the principal's office and was told to sit outside. I waited for a while. I didn't know what got over me. I was just so furious and angry. I was tired of being picked on so I just...snapped and fought back.
Ms. Flora, the orphanage keeper, walked out and just told me to get my stuff and go. I did and she and I walked back to the orphanage.
Ms. Flora didn't say anything on the way home. If I even dared call it a home. She just keeped quiet and looked nervous. I would be too. I just put like three people in a coma.
It was sad to think even the people who ran the orphanage were afraid of me.
When we got back 'home' I was sent to my room by a very anger Ms. Jakens, another owner. She was strict but she could only be mad at me for a few minutes before fear took over her.
I sat on my bed and sighed. School sucked. Why the hell they send me there? Huh it was because they wanted me out of their hair. I shook my head and layed down on my side. Freedom seemed so far away. I breathed in and closed my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Jeff the Killer; Don't go to sleep
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