It's about 5am and the party is slowly dying.
"Hey, we should go before I get drunk." I say to Alice. She agrees and we head home. I have my arm around her, incase I stumble.
"Hey, guess what's coming up soon." she said.
"Uh... Am I supposed to know?" I really wasn't sure.
"Well, no. My birthday is in a few days." she answers.
"Do I have to get you something?" I teased childishly.
"No, you don't have to." she smiles.
"Sweet. Jeff: 1, Alice: 0." That made her laugh. Her birthday is September 30th. She's been tolerating me for a few weeks now. Time is flying.
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We race to the bathroom. She probably wanted to shower but I had to piss. I beat her to the bathroom and slammed the door behind me. I heard a 'smack' and started laughing. I heard her laugh a few seconds later. When I came out, she walked past me and did her buisiness.
"We both smell like drugs and alcohol and I don't want you to shower 'cause you've been drinking. I figured we can wait until tomorrow." she says as she dries her hands. I walk over and put my arms around her, burrying her face in my chest. She reached her hands together behind my back. We held each other like this for a while.
I put my hand on her cheek, leaned down, and kissed her forehead. I stepped back and ruffled her hair.
"Stay safe, kid." I said. Alice looked a little confused but I went to bed anyways. She fixed her hair and descended down the stairs. I knew she would crawl in when she got tired.
Realizing I was drifting to sleep, I opened my eyes and thought. I thought back to when we would kill persistently. I couldn't sleep so I snuck down the stairs.
I saw Alice sitting on the couch watching Adult Swim. I plopped down beside her abruptly. She almost jumped out of her skin. Her skin... it's starting to lighten in tone.
"Hello, Jeff-the-fucking-creep." she said trying to choke her heart back into her chest.
"Hey, Alice-is-so-easy-to-scare." I chuckled. She playfully slapped my arm.
"You're changing, Alice." I said suddenly.
"How?" she inquired.
"Your appearance," I pointed out, "Your hair turned purple and you're getting paler."
"Yeah. Thanks, Einstein. I hadn't noticed," she retorted, "The skin think could be from lack of sunlight."
"Not this suddenly. What about your hair?"
"I guess it is pretty weird. Maybe I'm turning into a demon, like Jane." she chuckled. Just the mention of that name makes me sick and furious.
"Let's.. not talk about her." I said, trying not to sound as angry as I actually was.
"Oh.. I'm sorry." she apologized.
"Apologizing is a sign of weakness," I paused, "NCIS REFERANCE!" Alice laughed, and I joined in.
"Jeff, have I ever told you that that you're fabulous?" she teased.
"No." I said, playing along. I laid down and rested my head in her lap. She stroked my hair.
"Well, you're fabulous - and fully clothed!" she exclaimed. An evil grinned formed upon my face.
"No. Jeff, keep your clothes on! Jeff! Stop undressing! ...well, fuck." The whole while she was yelling, I was slipping off almost every piece of clothing I previously hand on. All that was left, was my socks and boxers.
"Liar." I cackled. The smirk on my face was uncontrollable. I laughed as her face turned more, and more red. She stood and walked up the stairs. I followed, leaving my dirty clothes on the floor. She went into my room and grabbed a pair of black sweats.
"At least these." she said, handing them to me. I playfully rolled my eyes and took them. She went back into my closet and grabbed an XL t-shirt. She took it into her room with her. I pulled on the sweatpants. She came back wearing black, mid-thigh gym shorts and my shirt. It was huge on her.
"It looked really comfortable.. and it is." she looked at me like she was waiting for approval. I smiled.
We went back downstairs and picked up my clothes. I turned off the TV. Alice put my clothes in a basket while I put my knife under my pillow.
We laid down and closed our eyes. Alice and I slept in the same comforting position everynight. Us facing the door, my arms wrapped sweetly around her, and one hand interlocked with hers.
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Alice and Jeff :|: Jeff the Killer
Fanfiction!!!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.
