Why me? ( A Jeff the killer fan fic )

Love? Pshhhh

                  I think of him every night now. Its been a year, but I can't get him out of my head. Every night, at 3 am, I awake. Hoping that I will see him waiting beside my bed. I never do, hes never there. I still awake to he Fwish fwish of the tree hitting my window. As if someone jumped out of the branch.  Could it be him? No, he would never come back now. I pushed him away. Yet tonight it feels different, like he has been here. So, I slink out of my bed, and drag myself to the window. I look through the tree hoping. I should have known,  he wasnt there. I let my eyes fall to the ground, looking at the grass. Then, shoes and legs and a white hoodie was standing there in my yard. I quickly looked up to the face of the man, it was him. Jeff, he was back. My heart raced as I seemed to stare holes through him. He wasnt looking up, but at the ground. Kickin leafs around. He seemed to be in deep thought, he had a branch in his hair. Had he been in the tree? Hd he always been there? Then his head head snaped up and he was looking right at me. He grined, even more then what seemed possible with his carved out smile. He walked over to the tree and scaled it. Once he got to the brach that looked into my room, he winked at me. Well the best he could, it was more of a twich, because he had no eyelids. I smiled, I dont know why but I did, and I opened the window. He slid in and took a seat on my bed. I followed and sat next to him. "So have you changed you mind?" he asked cheerfully.   Avoiding his question, I quickly retorted. " What are you doing here?" His grin faded, but the fake carved smike he always wore was still staring back at me. "Im here for you." He said sharply.  "I've alaways been here, waiting. Didn't we already go through this?" "Yeah....But why me?" I stuttered back. "because your you. I saw you be friend that kid at school that always got picked on. That was never liked before you." his voice quivered. "Because I want that. I want you to want to be near me. But not as a friend." he gulped. but before he could finish I found myself clinging to him, kissig him, needing him to feel the same. My heart fluttered as he held me and kissed me back. When I was finally able to pull away, I gazed into his eyes, and we layed there for awhile. We didn't dare say a word, not wanting his moment to end. Feeling as if we did , that it would just drift away. It only felt like 2 minutes that I was in his arms, but when I looked to he clock it was 5am.It was time I said something, for me to say what was needed to say.So I lay there arguing with myself. I finally found myself and let the words come out in a jumbled mess."You want me to love you?" I asked. his mouth tightened., and he laughed and cackled almost falling off the bed. "Love? Pshhhh, I dont need love."