Ohh I had fun writing this chapter. The beginning gave me chills.
But anywayssss
NO THIS IS NOT YAOI
Jeff and Jack are NOT going to fall in love and shiz. Pls.
They're just... 'Friends'. Well they're becoming friends. Not like best friends. They're killers. What do you guys want.
Idk what I'm even talking about.
Just read and enjoy this <: kthxbye
Chapter 5
I was running through the woods. I was running away from someone, or perhaps something. I kept looking back to see if that 'someone' or 'something' wasn't behind my back, chasing me.
Where was I running? I don't know. I just knew I had to run through this endless forest. I don't even know what part of the forest I was in. It was really dark and the trees were pretty much covering most of the night sky so there was hardly any light shining me a path.
I was looking back way too often that I forgot to look forward. I bumped into something, causing me to fall right on my back. I sat up, shaking my head and put my head up to see who or what I bumped into.
My eyes instantly widened.
"Jeff. You can still change"
I was speechless. What I was seeing in front of me was my own brother who I killed. I thought I did...
I was still panting from that long run, so my words didn't form proparly.
"Get out from my life", my voice was stern as I was pissed off. How dare he show up in front of my eyes like this? AGAIN.
"I thought I killed you for good. FOR GOOD. I then thought I was seeing you back then in my house"
"That time, I was really there. And right now I'm really here. You're not going crazy", there was a small smile on his face, as if he was trying to comfort me.
I started to laugh immensely. "Bullshit". I pushed myself up from the ground and stared at him. "I'm already crazy". Yes, I was very angry. If I could, I would kill him over and over again.
He blinked at me and then looked down at the ground. There was a lot of misery and pain in his eyes. It wasn't hard to miss the tears running down his face since they pretty much sparkled in this dark forest.
He normally never cries. At least not in front of me. He's a year older than me so he's acting really pathetic for his age.
"Get a grip of yourself", I spat at him.
He looked back up at me. "You can still change Jeff...", he hesitated for a moment. "You really can".
"I don't need to."
"You're going to be lonely your whole life..."
I smirked. "You're wrong". My voice was low.
I then remembered about Jack.
"There are others like me."
Liu cocked his head to the side. "I know".
My temper was rising. I don't know of he was playing games with me.
I placed my hand In my pocket and a cold shiver went right down my spine. My knife wasn't in there. My gun was gone as well. I was weapon less... I had absolutely nothing.
My voice was shaking, just like I was. "What the-"
"You have nothing here, Jeff". He then started to laugh. Not maniacally, but just a normal laugh a normal kid would have. But why? Why the hell was he laughing?

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HorrorJeffrey has lost his sanity and ended up killing the people who he once loved. After murdering his own beloved brother, he is unsure what to do with his life. He becomes a well known serial killer, living life by killing people to release his stress...