Madison The Killer {Jeff The Killer}

Chapter Thirty-Two (Edited)~

-Madison

I'm sitting on my bed, comprehending what just happened.

Where's Ben? Where did he go?

Why was Jeff so pissed I saw the mansion, I know..J... was there but the only creepypasta that lives there I haven't met was Slender, Rayne, Red, Silver, Dark Link, and Laughing Jack... Is it that bad?

Should I be mad at Jeff for doing this?

For keeping so many secrets from me?

For nearly killing Ben cause he exposed me to those secrets?

Is he really trying to protect me?

Does he care about me?

If I remember correctly I was his little 'replacement' of J.

Does Ben really care about me?

Or is it all an act to not be killed by Jeff?

These thoughts keep running through my mind for hours until I realize it is pitch black outside.

-Ben

"So that's all that happened?" his voice staticky.

"Yah..." I pause. "Have you heard from Jaime?"

"No"

"Well, maybe that's a good thing at this point in time"

"She's gonna be pissed when she finds out. When she finally comes back" he says and starts to leave.

"Yah... Madison is pissed as well" I say. he turns back around and looks at me, confusion radiating off of his blank face.

"Madison... knows?..." he ask in confusion.

"Yah.." I sigh. I'm probably gonna get in so much more trouble than I am for this.

"Jeff told her?" he laughed. "damn I'm surprised" he kept laughing.

"He.. didn't tell her" I say quickly, hoping he didn't hear me correctly.

"Well then who did?" he ask in confusion once again.

"M-Me" I stutter.

"Why did you stutter?" He laughed a little.

"Were you not supposed to?"

"No..." I pause as I thought about what to say next.

"But she deserved to know!" I say a little louder then I should of.

"What did you tell and show her?..." he sighs.

"I told her about Jaime and I just might of..." I gulped

"Showed her the... mansion..." I pause. "F-From far away though, I-I swear!" I stutter again.

"You could of just killed her!" he lashes out on me.

"It's obvious Jeff doesn't want her dead."

"She has survived attacks from almost all of the creepypasta's... Even some that don't live here"

"Really?" he ask, confused.

"How can someone survive that much?"

"Jeff" I say blankly.

"Jeff?"

"He has almost died a lot over the time he's known her" I pause.

"He won't tell no one what's so special about her, she won't even say" I say. "All I know, Jeff keeps showing affection for her. Then he quickly stops once he starts to think about Jaime" I pause.

"He's conflicted" I say quietly. Slender looks like he's thinking about

Something before he teleports away.

He is so pissed....