Stalked (Jeff The Killer Fanfic/Romance)

,Chapter 13

The next morning...

I sat on my bed. I was thinking I'm going to go to hell for this. I heard movement in the next room. It was my Mom moving in her sleep. I thought what way should I kill her? How would I kill her? When she's asleep? Poison her food? Knock her down in my own car?

So many ways. But the part that hurt me the most was not being able to see her again. She was always there for me. She was there and my Dad wasn't. That's why I loved her.

I got up and went down the stairs I was going to make her breakfast but I wasn't going to poison it. Maybe I could just spend today with her. Just us. Then tomorrow. Kill her.

I was about to become as cold hearted and twisted as Jeff was. He told me he killed his mother and father and his brother. But he told me he wished he didn't kill his brother. After that it got awkward and he left.

I made a fry up with a cup of tea and put it on a tray for her. I brought it up stairs for her.

“Thank you, love, but it should really be me doing this for you. Uh I'm a terrible mother." She hit the Palm of her hand of her face.

“No mother for all you've done for me over the years, it's my turn to treat you." I smiled weakly at her.

This was it probably the last day I would see her. Talk to her. Just be with her.

For all the years when I shouted at her. Called her names. Had tantrums. Been a bitch to her. I loved her all the same and now I had to kill her. End her life.

I walked out of her room. I couldn't do this. My mom had me when she was sixteen. She could of had an abortion, or adoption or care. But she stuck with me. Even when my dad left us. She stayed.

I went down stairs and started to tidy the house. I was going to live here until the babies were born anyway. I don't know what's going to happen after. Will I become a cold hearted serial killer like Jeff?

I was in the middle of putting away the dishes when my mom came down the stairs.

“What has gotten Into you?" She raised her eye brows as she sat down her breakfast dish.

“Nothing just feel like getting into the habit of cleaning." I smiled weakly.

“Oh well I'm going out tonight with your aunt Betty." She said as she walked around the kitchen.

“Lovely where to?" I said curiously.

“ Just out for dinner and a couple of drinks and I'll be back." She patted me on the head.

“Oh, well you deserve a night out." I whispered.

Her last night with her only sister...

*6 hours later*

My mom had left already. I went up to my room to sit until I heard the door open then close.

“Hello?" I shouted down the stairs.

No answer. I went down the stairs carefully I heard bags rattling and crunching. Someone was trying to rob us! I flew down the stairs and run into the kitchen and lunged on the robber.

“Jeff!" I screamed “W-what were you doing?"

“Getting food." I he said as if it was the most obvious thing.

“Why don't you have your own food?"

“I do but- I'm just going to show you where I live, come on." He said walking towards the door.
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