Randy x Jeff ( Jeff the killer ) ( Randy the bully )

Chapter six

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I walked to the only nice room in the mansion. The living room. Everyone sits there not speaking to each other and I think they all hate each other. Maybe because the only thing they have in common is killing.

"Randy!" Jay calls from the couch. I smile slightly and sat next to him. Everyone stared at me as I made my way towards him.

"What?" I say say annoyed. Jay smiled at my reaction.

"We will remember your dumb ass when Jeff kills you," one person said. I roll my eyes. What do they even mean by that?

"Jeff and I are kinda on good terms now," I explained. Everyone looked at each other for a second, then burst out laughing.

"Have you seen him this morning? It's not pretty," Jay laughs. I heard someone come downstairs. Jeff.

"Hey, Jeff," I say. Jeff looks at me for a second and smiled sarcastically.

"Oh, hi bro," Jeff says in a too happy tone. He walked away. I groaned and walked after him. Jay tried to stop me but I shook him off.

"Jeff, what's going on?" I ask. He held a knife to my neck as I held up my hands up.

"None of your damn business," he says pressing it on my neck. Blood trickled down my neck as he pulled away.

"What? Can't be a man and kill me?" I smiled. He growled. I controlled my fear. He pushed me against the wall. He held his knife tightly in his grip and swung it down but I didn't feel any pain. Jeff's knife was in the wall, only centimeters from my face. He pulled it out and sighed.

"I can't," he admits as he stormed off from me, hanging his head down low.

"Just tell me, already!" I yelled.

"Fuck off, Randy," Jeff yells. I gritted my teeth and walked back into the living room. Jay and his arm around a girl. I just walked out as the loud alarm went off and took the car keys under the mat and drove off. I tried my best to find the directions to my neighborhood, I'm going to see Keith.

I think I've been driving for ages. How long is this? I thought. I started to see familiar houses. I finally found Keith's white house on the corner. I walked to the back and threw small rocks at his window. He opened it almost immediately and quickly came out the back door and hugged me tightly.

"Randy, w-why are you here?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I need to see somebody," I sighed.

I then told him everything, like everything. He was really confused. I would be too if he told me something as fucked up as this.

"The cops made you a suspect, but they dropped the case. You still better get going. But...please come and visit," Keith sighed as he hugged me tightly. I hugged back and nodded. I waved goodbye to him as I drove off quickly. What he didn't know is that I won't be back. Ever. I love Keith, in a brotherly way, but I guess it's for the greater good.