Jeff the Killer X Reader

Part 2- Am I Going to Die?

I see the knife close to my throat and my eyes widen. He lets out an insane laugh and moves the knife to my face.
"Am I beautiful"? Asks the guy. He looks familiar. Finally the creepypasta I never told Jane about and the many pictures I've seen of this guy. It all clicks. 'I am supposed to tell him yes'.
"Y-Yes". I stutter unintentionally, I hope he doesn't take that as weakness or he will probably kill me.
"Ah, so you finally know who I am?"
"Yes."
"Who am I?" He presses the knife into my cheek.
"Jeff the Killer." The knife pokes my cheek when I talk.
"Do I scare you."
"No."
"Good to know." He smiles "Guess I can do this now." He actually presses the knife into my cheek under my eye down to my jaw. I whimper when he's done and watch when he licks my blood off the knife.
"You taste good. Maybe I can try another part of you later on.." He smirks at the end. "You're mine. Until tomorrow." He presses his scarred lips on the cut and trails it to clean it. Then he kissed my lips, I close my eyes expecting it to go farther. Only it doesn't. I open my eyes and see that he's gone. I get up and look out the window only to see no sign of him there either. I shrug it off and figure it's a Jeff thing to disappear like that.

I walk to the bathroom and look at the cut. It's on the left side of my face and not too deep. It seems him licking the blood off made it stop. I sigh, I already miss him, but I have to remember I will see him tomorrow.
My phone buzzes. It's currently 4:30 AM. Jeff was here an hour?
Hey, (y/n) it's Jane : ) U still up?
No I'm sleeping U idiot : )
I can't sleep U?
Nope I'm hungry gotta raid
Hold on I'm coming over with actual food : )

This is normal for us, thank God we don't have school today. Crap! Jane'll be here in like, 10 minutes and I need to change and see if I can cover up this cut. Within three minutes I am changed and standing in front of the mirror. I yank my makeup bag out and grab the darker concealer. I pour  some on my fingers and smear it all over my face so it blends in. I hear a knock on the front door. I take one more look at my face and go let Jane in.
"I brought breakfast" Jane says smiling. She holds up a McDonald's bag.
"Sweet". I say and we walk to my room. Jeff's scent is still here. It's like pine and fall with a bit of copper, the copper being blood. I hope Jane can't smell him. We sit on my bed and eat.
"Who's the guy"? she looks at me suddenly. "Come on, he smells amazing".
"Nope, not 'till you tell me about your friends."