When It Rains Blood (Jeff The Killer Horror, Romance)

Let's Play A Game... Chapter Sixteen.

Ok so updating has become harder for me /.\ sorry for the wait guys. Enjoy this chapter even though its short.

Chapter Sixteen

Let's Play A Game...

I took another bite out of my toast as I glared at Heather. She sat on the couch, making out with one of the workers here. "If looks could kill right?" I looked up at Damon and rolled my eyes. "God, is she having sex on the couch again? Gross!" Clary wrinkled her nose behind him. I smiled.

I had told Clary that it was best she didn't know what happened to me and let me say I was surprised when she said she was ok with it. I stood from my seat next to the counter and stretched. "Heather, if you're gonna do the nasty, get a room. You don't want Miss Crimson finding you; she may make you sleep outside."

I grinned evilly at my best friends as she jumped up and dragged her partner to a private room.

"So what is on the agenda today Lightning?" Damon chimed as we eased out the front door, into the warm summer weather. The sun was shining down on us making things hot and slightly uncomfortable.

I thought for a moment. What did I want to do? I wanted to do something normal for once. It seemed like anything I planned on doing here was out of the question. I cursed under my breath. "I don't know, I want to do something normal for once, but it seems to me like anything I want to do will end badly."

Clary gave me a grin. "Well that's not true! We can still play water balloon tag!" Damon practically jumped ten feet into the air. "That's a bloody brilliant idea Clary!" He gave her a high five and I rolled my eyes.

"Great idea but I didn't bring the water balloons and I have no clue if we are allowed to used the water." I ran my hands through my hair and glared up at the sun. "No worries, I figured you would forget so I packed them, and I'm pretty sure they will let you use the water. Even if they don't we can use the bathroom sinks." My head snapped to look at Damon.

The bathrooms. "Ok, Clary you ask if we can use the water and Damon get the balloons. I gotta go check something." I got nods from both of them and we went our separate ways.

I wasn't sure whether or not Jack actually cleaned up Sally's mess or not, and the last thing I need is Clary and Damon to see it. I opened the door and was greeted by the smell of lemons.

The bathroom was still dark. It annoyed me slightly that my 5'8 frame wouldn't trigger the senors, so I was left in the dark. Pulling out my phone and turning on the flashlight app I walked bravely to the back.

I will admit I was a little relieved when I didn't see a trace of last nights events, but that was shortly lived when I saw the note on the floor. Picking up the note, I gagged slightly at the horrible smell and the red splotches that coated the letter. Now that I think about it I'm pretty sure was blood.

Opening the note I read aloud, "Sleep tight my pretty!" I rolled my eyes and stuffed it into my pocket. "Sleep tight yourself, little fu- wow." I said my eyes getting hazy. I staggered to the wall, placing a hand against to for support.

"The hell...is wrong with me..." I felt lightheaded suddenly. Sliding down the wall, I calmed my breathing. "Breath Lightning, breath. It's good for you." I told myself. Before I knew it my breath was coming in short pants. I felt like I couldn't breath anymore. My eyes started to droop. It was a battle in itself to stay awake.

Giving up, I slowly closed my eyes.

"Ehehehehehe! You were a hard one! Normally people welcome the sleep, but you didn't like it now did you?" My eyes snapped open, only to wince and close them again. It was so bright!

"W-who are you?" I asked the unfamiliar voice; carefully opening my eyes. I was in a bright room with countless amounts of mirrors reflecting the faces and angles around me. I winced again, trying to take in all the things I was seeing.

There was a loud male giggling that came from all around me. I spun and turned but couldn't put a face to the sound. "Oh my, does Lightning not remember her dear old friend Jackie?" The giggling continued, yet still no face appeared.

"Cut the crap; show yourself!" I yelled at a reflection of myself.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's not the way we play this game, but as you wish. Hehehehe!" The mirror with my reflection fazed and blurred for a moment, but then a face- and then a body stood next to me. I leaped away from what I saw and glanced around for the person who was standing next to me moments ago.

Not a soul in sight.

"Oh? Hehehe. I didn't mean to scare you! Haha!" The voice echoed around the room again. "What are you getting at?!" I screamed. The only response was another giggle.

I clenched my jaw and stepped in front of the mirror where I saw the face and glared.

"HEY! Haha, welcome back! Nice to see you pretty face again!" He was only in the mirror- no wait he is on the other side of the mirror...this is just an illusion!

Without giving it another thought I ran up to it and punched it with everything I had. I let out a small scream of pain as shards cut and embedded themselves into my skin. Still I didn't wince or blink; I didn't want to miss him...Laughing Jack.

I let out a frustrated scream when I saw another mirror laid behind it...this one was different though. It was still me, but I was different; so were my surroundings.

"Oh yay! I like this version of you so much better!" This time the voice was right behind me. I whipped around and stared at him. "What the hell are you talking about?" I asked angrily. He giggled and started his approach towards me. I backed away from him until my back hit the mirror.

His hands reached out and he grabbed my hands; raising them so I could see what they had become.

End Of Chapter Sixteen.

Authors Notes:

I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE!!! I HAVE HAD THE WOSRT CASE OF WRITERS BLOCK!!!! Its ok now cause I got me mind together! Updates VERY soon.

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