Intentions Randy x reader (Jeff the killer)

~chapter 9~

I stepped into the mirror and found myself in a white, old mansion. Randy wasn't there. Ugh, great.I walked around confused. Then I saw him. Jeffery. The kid who killed my first love. The guy who ruined my life.

"Aye...Randy's girl, right? Doesn't matter anymore, welcome to hell!" Jeff snickered. He didn't even have to force me to do anything. I'm just too...worthless to do anything. I stayed quiet, giving him the satisfactory of being in charge.

"This...is death?" I said after long periods time with Jeff in his room. He chuckled. I tu d away in embarrassment. He folded his pale hands in his lap.

"You wish. You have potential, so we brung you back to life. And no, this is just a place where little boys and girls grow up to be little killers, if they even live that long," Jeff laughed darkly. I nodded expressionless. I stared at him for a while until he got really uncomfortable. I suddenly attacked him by throwing punches in his face. He showed zero pain, or maybe he was just pretending.

"BRING BACK RANDY!" I screamed. He tried to shut me up but I didn't listen. He grabbed his knife and held it to my neck. I smiled while tears fell down my cheeks. He pressed it harder, just to scare me.

"Do it, Jeffrey," I whispered. He sighed and picked me up. He pinned me against the door. I tried to unlock it, but his hand was in the way.

"Listen, kid, I cannot bring back Randy. Our boss can do that, and if I would why the fuck would I bring back him?" He whispered roughly. I got closer to his face.

"Listen, he might be an asshole, but you're not any better! I mean he didn't really do anything "wrong", not counting the countless illegal shit he did, but if you actually got to know him then you would understand. Also tell your boss this, I will take my pity life unless my boyfriend comes back," I said pushing him off. Jeff looked at me then laughed.

"Listen, if you actually got to know what happened, then your pointless opinion would change. And kid, you're immortal! Hahaha! You cannot be killed!" He chuckled. I grabbed his knife and dug it into my wrist. No blood. I threw the knife down and ran away. Jeff yelled something and laughed, but I ignored that insane asshole. I went to Randy's grave, specifically.

I got to the graveyard. I looked around trying to find his. I found it. "Loving memory of Randall Gruer: loving child, friend, peer, and boyfriend". My body shivered when it said boyfriend. I felt a hand on my back. I turned around slowly to see Randy. I hugged him, but I ended up just going through him. I got up and he was chuckling finishing his beer.

"I love you," Randy said sweetly. I backed up. Randy wouldn't say that. I mean, he would, but not sweetly. He looked different.

"Who are you?" I glared. Randy soon smiled and a puff of black smoke appeared.  I coughed and looked around. I couldn't find him. I soon got dizzy, but before I fell somebody held me in their strong arms.

"I...wait...you're not...." I stuttered. Randy chuckled and kissed me. Roughly, like the Randy I know. Then everything began to fade. I looked at Randy in horror.

"R-Randy?!" I say as I began to drift away from him. Randy began to fade.

I woke up in...my room. Aunt Maria came in.

"Hey! I know you just moved in, but that Randy kid when you were little is having you for dinner," Aunt Maria giggled. I nodded. I looked around. Now, this is going to be a interesting year.