Jeff's POV
I open the window to the first floor of the house I was gonna break in. They seriously left the window unlocked? How dumb can they be? I chuckle quietly and step in the house as quietly. I don't hear a thing as I take small steps forward. Suddenly, a cat jumps on the counter causing me to flinch and let out a quiet shriek. When I realize it's just a cute ass cat, I sigh and chuckle before petting the cats soft ass fur. Really cute~ I twist his face a little causing the cat to purr. I chuckle and walk past the cat more into the house. I walk in to the living room, with the cat surprisingly following me. I smile and take out my knife.
"You're gonna be my cat now~", I whisper. [Fuck off the cat's mine]
All of a sudden, I'm tackled on the ground with someone holding my arms above my head. I yelp and groan as the back of my head slams on the floor. My knife falls on the floor as well.
"Who are you? Why are you here? Are you here to kill me? It's finally that time, huh? At last. You look very cute too. Love those scars and the pale skin. Will you let me join in your killing spree? Wait, you look a lot like Jeff the Killer. Maybe you are him. Are you? You are totally insane too, I'm also considered insane by the doctors, that's why I'm not allowed to go outside. Are you Jeff the Killer? Are you?", the dude that tackled me on the floor says.
That was a lot of text.. What did he say again? Did he say he was insane too??
"Uh.. What..?", I ask.
He blinks a few times before laughing.
"Sorry sorry. People used to say I talk a lot, before they all left me once they realized how fucked up I am. Now I'm aalll alone~", he says chuckling.
He sits up, letting go of my arms. I chuckle as well, sitting up with him. He seems fun.
"My name is [Name]~ Nice to meet you. You look very cool", he says, offering me his hand to shake.
"Jeff. Also known as Jeff the Killer~", I introduce myself.
He sounded like a fan~ His eyes sparkle and he takes a hold of both my hands.
"I knew it~! I really love you. I've loved you ever since I first found you after they announced me insane and locked me up here. Well, 'locked' since I could walk out whenever I want, but they put this peep thingy on my ankle so if I try to leave they'll find and catch me.", he says, before laughing.
I laugh as well. Suddenly he leans very close to my face causing me to pull back away from him slightly.
"Will you help me take it off?", he asks.
I grin at the insane look on his face and nod. He grins too, looking all happy. He lifts his leg and pulls up the pant leg, showing the 'peep thing' I reach over for my knife, before lifting it over my head. He giggles and I slam the knife down on the thing, but it doesn't break. [Name] giggles.
"Try again! Try again! That was fun!", he says.
I chuckle and do the same again, repeating my actions. It still doesn't work. I groan and stand up as [Name] giggles again.
"Where are you going?", he asks, sounding all emotionless, a bit angry too.
I lift the window.
"Calling for Slenderman.", I answer.
"Oh.", he says.
"He'll be able to break the thingy.", I say, before whistling a certain tune.
I turn around again and [Name]'s standing right in front of me.
"Dude! What the hell!", I yelp, almost falling out of the window.
He growls, placing his hands on the windowsill on both sides of me. He looks angry.
"You're mine, Jeff.", he says.
I blink a few times, dumbstruck.
"Uh.. what?", I ask.
"You're mine! Slenderman can go to hell! You're all mine! We don't need him!", he yells, glaring at me.
My eyes widen in shock. He growls again before leaning down, taking a deep breath. He sinks his teeth on my neck, deep in my neck.
"The fuck?!", I yell, trying to push him off by his shoulders.
He's too strong. He pulls away from my neck to stare at me again. I can feel the blood drop down my neck as he just chuckles.
"You're mine.", he says, grinning.
..What the fuck just happened??
He looks at me, smiling widely before he suddenly looks confused. His gaze lowers down to my neck before his eyes widen.
"Shit! I-I'm sorry! Fuck! Shit, shit, shit. What did I do!", he started panicking.
He wipes the blood away with his sleeve, causing me to wince. Damn it hurts.
"I'm sorry! It was the other me! Please forgive me I don't want you to hate me!", he says.
"The other you?", I ask.
"Yeah, I have the multiple personality disorder and that was the other me. I can't control it, so he just comes to 'visit' sometimes and does something stupid.", he says.
"I see.", I say, before laughing.
"That's fucking awesome!"
He looks up at me, a little shocked before he laughs as well.
"I suppose.", he says.
