Jeff Is My Killer (A Jeff The Killer Love Story)

Murderer

At school the next day everyone was jittery, but no one seemed to know why. There were gossips floating around that something terrible had happened to a school mate, but know one could give me any more details.

As I walked into 1st block, my friend Karli told me to come over. As I did she told me why everyone was jittery.

"Did you know that Kayla got murdered last night?" Asked Karli.

"She What!?" I exclaimed, more shocked then caring about her state.

"Ya they found her in her room, stabbed in the heart and there was a huge smile carved in her face." Said Karli, looking down at her feet.

I just stood gaping at her, my chin on the floor. A burst of air escaped my lungs, causing me to start coughing.

Karli started slapping me on the back to get some air into my lungs. When I got my breath back I sputtered, "A..Are you serious?" I asked her, in disbelief.

"Ya....why Mikayla?" She asked me, concerned.

"N...no I'm okay." I told her, "It doesn't matter."

She still looked concerned, but turned back to her worksheet, and continued filling in her problems.

I tried to focus on my work, but my thoughts kept going back to Kayla. Was Karli joking? This couldn't have happened to Kayla. She had a SMILE carved in her FACE?!

All of the sudden I felt sick. I raised my hand and my teacher called on me.

"Could I go to the nurse?" I asked. Even my voice didn't sound the same. It sounded as if my throat were closing up.

My face must have looked pale, because my teacher didn't hesitate to send me to the nurse.

As I was almost to the nurse my vision started to get blurry. I hobbled into the nurses office and sat down in a hard plastic chair before I could fall over.

As I sat in the chair, head down, shoulders slouched, I felt that sensation were I was going to throw up. I pulled the nurses trash can over and retched.

As I opened my eyes I screamed. I had been throwing up blood! As my vision got blurry at the edges, and I slouched in the chair, my foot knocked over the trash can, spilling the blood all over the nurses tile floor.

The last thing I saw was the nurse rushing over to me, shaking me, trying to keep me awake, as I slipped into total blackness.