Can't Sleep (Jeff The Killer Story)

chapter 12

JEFF POV

After Hours of Nicole sobbing, she finally fell asleep. I don't get this chick, i mean just a few hours ago she was find about being kidnapped. But now she fucking crying like a stupid child! Shes like 15 for fucks sake's! Right now she was laying on the couch, make up smeared from her tears. BEN was on the couch watching TV, SlenderMan left a few hours ago because he got a migraine. pfft, pussy...

I plopped on the floor next to the couch.  BEN's was watching one of his favorite TV shows, Teen Wolf. Sometimes i worry about him, but them I'm like nahhhhh. I don't care. I started to watch it and during the whole show i was asking him various questions about what was going on. 

"OH MY JESUS JEFF!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"  BEN's eyes had turned into a coal black, which always happened whenever i pissed him off. I've always had fun pissing him off. The ass Hat deserved it most of the time. I glared at him. "Well what do you expect?! Me to understand the whole damn concept of this??"

"YES!!"  god i hate this dip shit.

Nicole started to wake up from our outbursts. She slowly opened her eyes, which seemed to change colors AGAIN. Just the sight of humans make me sick, but she has this... vibe to her. Its weird. I hate it. I wish i knew what it was. I started to think of all the humans that I've seen. All are ugly, repulsive, disgusting. All expect for her. But why? Nicole's coughing fit took me out of my thoughts. 

"Don't die on me now." She jumped a little, obviously startled that everything was still real. A silent tear rolled down her cheek. Shit.

"For fucks sake, Oh please tell me why poor little Nicole cry so?" you could practically feel the bitter sarcasm held in that sentence. She glared at me, fist clenched ready to punch my face in. "Why don't you shut the fuck up, ass hole?" OK I've had enough of her shit. I was going to get answers now, or else. i quickly pulled out my knife from my hoodies pocket and slipped it right under her neck. 

"Alright, i want answers now! First off, what the hell is wrong with you? Are you crazy or some shit??" She stared at the knife, never making eye contact with me. She was shaking like crazy and i could feel her body heat  from where i was. Fear clouded her eyes. She took a few deep breathe to calm her down --Which failed-- then explained her story.

NICOLE'S POV

I was only three at the time. I was living in a broken down house with my mother and father. At the time my mother didn't have a job, my father worked at a gas station ans was a huge alcoholic. The house only had two rooms, one was a storage and the other was my parents room. I slept in the living room. Every night my father would come home drunk and curse at my mother. The fights where always so intense, they would always wake up with new bruises and cuts, never bothering to mention the night before.

One night my father threw a vase at my mother and part of the glass had get me. I still have a scar from when i had to get it surgically removed. My parents really did love me its just, they had issues with each other. After taking me to the hospital, Social Services came and took me away. They thought it would be the best for me, but they where so wrong.. My new family, the Ares (AN: Dont judge my names..) where horrible. My new mother never looked at me, the twins Anne and Josh would always tease me and call me names. The only one who actually cared was my new father, Dr. Mark Ares. Or so i thought..

Everyday he would bring me to work with him and show me the world of physiology. he thought i never understood a thing he was saying, but somehow i always knew. Everything with him was Perfect, until my 5th birthday. He was working with a patient while i was off in my corner, playing with some dolls or some shit. But something caught my attention. I listened closely to their conversation. My new father always spoke so kindly to others, another reason why i enjoyed him as a father. the conversation went something like this.

Mr. Ares: Alright Steven, what ideas do you have today?

Steven: I found a way for a new beginning Mark! One that will make America so powerful, we'll have Russia to their knees! 

MA: Really? Hows it work?

S: One word. Genetics.

MA: Huh?

S: i found a way to make the worlds first super human! I've done the research and its bullet proof! Mark, i could change the way some people live, with just a few tests! Super human cops allover the country, in every city, no crime! War? pffft forget that! once the world knows about this they wont bother start a single fight!

Mr. Steven always scared me. He was one of fathers every day patients. He was very skinny, most of his hair was gone and the bags under his eyes looked as if someone had taken a black jumbo sharpie and drew them on. He always twitched like crazy. He started to explain more of his theory. I didn't really understand what he was talking about, but Mr. Ares loved it. He frantically wrote notes, to keep up. I've never seen him so, excited? Mr. Ares always hated violence. (AN:Ironic Right ;P ) I guess hearing about a way to stop it was a good deal. After Steven left, Mr. Ares had this look in his eyes, and it honestly creeped me out. I ignored it and continued to play with my toys.

After his little talk with Steven He acted so different. He would never play with me anymore, Always locked up in the basement. Sometimes he would take me down there and inject different liquids in my arms, but was never happy. He stopped taking me to work now since i was at school. He stays later then ever, ad usually comes home around 10. After a year of this he got home around 6 with a wicked smile. "Come down stair with me sweety! we have a new te-uh medicine!" He grabbed my wrist and took me to the basement. I pulled out the bar stool and climbed up it to sit on the counter. He took a few thinks out of his work bag and placed it on the table.

He took a small vile out and the inside looked black and gooey. He filled a syringe with the strange substance and walked towards me. "It may sting more then usual, ok sweety? Just be still."  He injected it into my neck, and it started to burn intensely. Tears fogged my vision, my body felt... blank. The only way i could explain the feeling is blank. It seemed like hours until the 'feeling' stopped. The next thing i remember was waking up in the hospital with my real family next to me. I barley recognized them. They cleaned themselves up after i was taken. I was tolled that Mr. Ares was taken away for doing illegal testing/abuse. My family got to take me home after all these years. 

We where walking to the car when i saw Mr. Ares being put into a police car. "Wait! Nicole sweety!!" I looked back at him, being pushed into the car. He continued to yell "YOU ARE NOW A NEW GIRL! IT FINALLY WORKED! BUT BE WARNED! NEVER HAVE EMOTIONS!!!" and with that he was tazed and put in the car. Since that day I've never been able to live like a normal girl. He was right, i was different. in some ways it was good, while other times it wasn't. I saw therapists once i moved back home. Ever since Mr. Ares told me never to have emotions, i listened. i never cried, laughed, or even smiled. i kept this bored look on my face. By the time i was 10 I was finally diagnosed with Antisocial Personality Disorder.

 I bet i would have been happy all the time. My parents saved enough money to buy a new house. My mother and father worked, My dad stopped drinking, and the fights stopped. I wanted to smile so bad, but i was to afraid of what the outcome would be.....

AN: OK SO IDK IF THE FONT COLOR IS WEIRD ON YOUR SCREEN BUT IT IS ON MINE. WELL I HOPE THIS CHAPTER IS OKAY.  A FEW MIS SPELT WORDS BUT YOLO! ew omfg i srsly just said that XD....PLEASE COMMENT AND VOTE AND FOLLOW AND ENJOYYYY~~~