Killing Time

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\\WARNING, WARNING READ , READ//

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This has a large amount of graphic nature in it, aka be prepared for visual images of broken bones and other injuries such as blood and the like. Just a warning. This will happen throughout the next couple of chapters.  

Saying that, 

Enjoy the read!

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Jerry was shaking violently and clutching his broken arm. He looked at Jeff and kept backing away from him until he was backing against a tree, how could he do this to him? Was everything a lie.

 The years he'd grown up in the care of the killer, he had never once been harmed in a way such as this. Yea a few hits on the head and slaps on the ass for misbehaving, but not to this extremity.

"Jerry, come on kiddo."

Jeff crawled towards him but he was kicked in the face and growled at the already terrified child. He then calmed himself down. He had to stop, he had to be calm for the time being as he had done more damage than he'd meant to.

 Looking up at the child, he looked to the bone..It was not a bad break, not as severe as he had imagined. All he had to do was crack it back into place.

"Look...Kiddo, I'm sorry... I lost my temper..and you paid for it. But I can fix it."

The killer pleaded but Jerry shook his head and scrambled upwards, running away from him in a panic educed state of hysteria. Jeff cursed and began to run after the petrified child. If the kid did not get the bone set soon then he would be in majorly big trouble.

 That was not something he could afford to fix.

"JEROMEY ALLAN WOODS YOU COME WHEN I FUCKIN' TELL YOU!"

Jeff screamed out as he ran after the child. Jerry felt his heart jump as he ran out the forest and into a main road, just as a car zooms in front of him.

 It swerves and crashes into a different vehicle. Two angry men get out but they halt at the state the kid was in and amount of tears streaming down his face.

"Oh shit! Get this tyke to a hospital!"

They swarmed the child and picked him up and into another motor. Jerry did not know what to do, he felt like his heart was going to give in at any moment from the stress he was feeling. He looked over to the forest and he spotted his father with a look of what to him looked like complete rage and this made him start to shake again.

But in reality, it wasn't rage that fuelled Jeff's body, it was pure terror. What could he do?! The kid was with way too many people for him to take him back now, and he was scared at the mere sight of him after his anger outburst. 

For once in his whole life, Jeff felt completely numb. This numbness intensified when the boy was loaded into an ambulance that arrived. If he did not do something, he'd never see the kid again.

"I have to follow him! I won't lose my god damned prey!"

As much as he played his father, he knew in the end that if he ever betrayed him , then Jerry was going to die. He would let himself get attached, but not overly to him. But he was starting to lose that feeling the more time that passed...He raised him..and he watched him grow... The feeling was seeping into his system again and he hated it.

"Forget my damn emotional issues for now, I have to track him ... and at the least..make sure he doesn't breathe a word of anything he has seen during the time he's been with me."

Jeff muttered as he made his way over, making sure that no one spotted him and clung onto the underbelly of the van. 

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Jerry from inside of the van. was laying in a bed and having a very vivid dream in which there were two of him on opposite ends of a black hallway.

"He's going to come after us you know"

"H-He won't...he won't g-get caught like that"

"We are his target, he won't let us get away you know."

"Y-You're lying! He won't , I know it!"

"Let me take over and I'll kill him"

"NO! I DON'T WANT TO KILL"

"So ... WEAK!"

The boy jolted upwards and shrieked in pain, he was alone in the back of the van and looked down at his arm that had been put in a cast now.

He sighed softly and tried to get up , but noticed that he'd been strapped down from the ankle up. This stressed him  out and he started crying , but he stopped shortly and remembered that...

"Men don't cry...they don't cry and they aren't scared of the dark.."

He muttered lowly and clenched his fists.

"Father....why ..."

Jerry thought to himself as he looked back up at the nearby window, low and behold... He saw Jeff and felt like his heart would blow up. But this time, he was calmer and merely watched how his father would get in.

Within the next moment, the glass smashed and Jeff slipped into the back of the van.

"Jerry, I know that I don't deserve be called your father....But just, come home... Just for tomorrow even, I'll tell you all-"

Jeff never finished as he was darted by two people from behind . Jerry didn't know what to feel at all, happy or sad...In a sense, he would not have to go back to that van and be made to do crimes...But ...that in a way was his father and his home.

"Jesus, it's him ...It's that killer!"

Said one of the men who held Jeff, he was a big buff man. Jerry looked at him and then felt nervous...He didn't want to see his father harmed.

"D-Don't!!...FATHER!!"

Jerry screamed. The man looked from the male, back to the boy and stared bewildered.

"Kid, this guy ain't your dad...He's a nasty man"

Said the male nurse but this made Jerry feel enraged for a strange reason...Yes , his father had harmed him...He did not know why, but the only one who could tell him , was the one currently knocked out. More people stormed into the van and Jerry felt himself closing off...HE was trying to take over.

"KNOCK ME OUT! HURRY...HURRY YOU FUCKER!"

Jerry screamed out as he tried to lunge at the man, only to be injected with a tranquilliser. He smiled softly as he began to pass out. From inside his mind, Jerome sneered.

"Fucking smart little shit..."

He seethed as he watched the other personality sleep soundly from inside his own segment area. What he'd give...to go over... and just smother him where he lay...then he'd be the one with the body..and the one able, to kill that mother fucking killer...

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Okay, so this starts off Jerry's health tale, this will explain more about his other personality . It will also explain why he feels so much hatred when Jerome is in control.


But, please enjoy this  and hope you are liking this story. I nearly called this a show LOL

XDDDD


Night all, LilMiss out~

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