Alice changed into pj's and came back down into the kitchen. Why did she do it? -That question ate at me until I couldn't take it.
"Why did you cut your face like that?" I blurted out.
"Why couldn't I?" she spat.
"Excuse me?" I hissed angrily, "I asked you because I, clearly, did that a while back. Now, If you'll be so kind as to tell me why." Damn, I said that with a lot of attitude.
"I-I'm sorry..." she whimpered.
"Just tell me why you did it." my voice more calm now.
"Because it looks beautiful."
I touched the scar on my cheek and felt wetness trickle down my face. Man up. Ugh... I gotta get out of here..
"You know, I almost wish you would've killed me." she said starting to cry again.
"I'm going up to my room." I said as I bolted up the stairs. That night, when I cut my face into a.. a forever-smile, came back to me. That was also the night I killed my family. Liu
"Mommy, you lied to me." I said as I lunged at her, stabbing her for what seemed like a million times. I then did the same to my father. My brother had been awoken. He struggled and cried.
"Just.. go to sleep!"
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I woke to the sound of knocking. I looked over at the digital clock resting on my nightstand. 10:14am. I hesitantly got up and opened my door. Alice.
"Hey, Jeff. You alright?" she asked.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I mumbled.
"Well after you cried last night you never came out of your room and I was.. well.. worried."
Alice was worried about.. me? Wait a minute, she saw me cry. Damn it!
"Don't worry about me." I grunted.
"I made breakfast." she informed
What would Alice use to make breakfast with? Oh yeah, Slendy left some pots and pans the last time he was here. Mmm.. I smell waffles..
"Jeff?" Alice said, waving a hand in front of my pale face.
"Huh? What?"
"You spaced out." she giggled.
"Whatever. I'm hungry." I'm not gunna lie, Alice is a good cook.
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After breakfast, we sat down and watched Supernatural. Not many things on that show were true. Hehe.. I'm getting that feeling.
I awoke to Alice yelling at something. I lazily walked into the kitchen and saw her with a tied up raccoon. What the actual fuck.
"Stop screamin' at the damned thing." I hissed. I slit its throat and threw it out the window in which it got in.
I noticed Alice wasn't in her pajama's anymore and had washed her hai recently. Why did she get all cleaned up when we're going out soon?
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Alice and Jeff :|: Jeff the Killer
Fanfic!!!COMPLETED!!! Alice hated her life. In all honesty, she could care less if she lived or died. When she meets Jeff the Killer she thinks she will finally be put out of her misery, but I think they make a pretty good team.
