You Can't Change Me (Jeff The Killer Fanfiction)

Snapped

Emeraldas POV

I woke up the next morning feeling a little better. My parents were beside me and I had some cards sitting on the window sill. "Mom? Dad?" They looked at me, and smiled. "Oh thank goodness you're ok!" I smiled and told them what happened. When my story was finished, they looked at me like I was insane. "Are you sure? The police said that Jeff was caught a long time ago!" I nodded. "I'm positive mom, why would I make this up?" My dad walked out of the room and called the police. He walked back in and sat down, nervously. "The police are on their way down here. Theyre gonna ask some questions." He said.

I nodded and about 15 minutes later, two police officers walked into the room. "Hello, Emeralda. Can you tell us what happened?" I told them the story and they wrote everything down. "Yes Jeff the Killer recently escaped from our maximum security prison and was thought to had been dead. We shot him more than 10 times." He turned to the other police man, and shook his head. "This means that Jeff is back."

Jeff's POV

I woke up and stretched out my arms. It was dark in this asylum, and perfect for my no eyelidded ass. I walked into the bathroom and pissed. I walked up to the mirror and washed off the blood and drool from around my mouth. I got the duct tape and placed it over my cheeks and sew on some eyelids I stole from that dude last night. I had to look human today if I was going to find Emeralda. I put some foundation on my face to look like a real human and put on a black hoody and a pair of grey acid washed jeans. I slipped on my converse and checked on BEN. He was still dead asleep. I grabbed my knife and slipped out the door and took the path to the hospital. Luckily, I didn't encounter any... unwanted presences on the way. I entered the hospital, and made my way to the receptionist. "May I help you?" She asked. "Yes." I replied. "Umm, what may I help you with?" Damn I felt like a dumbass. "Is Emeralda Rubin in this hospital?" I asked. She searched on her computer for a minute and replied, "Yes sir. She is in room 329C on the third floor." I nodded and walked to the elevator. But when it opened, two police men filed out. I sped walked towards the stairs and ran up the stairs to the third floor. I walked through the rooms until I got to 329 C and walked in. There she was, laying in the hospital bed asleep. Her parents saw me. "Who are you?" they asked confused. "I'm sorry, my name is Cody, I'm Emeraldas friend from school." I lied. "Oh, ok. Shes sleeping right now, so if you want you can sit in here while we go get her phone from home. We don't want her waking up alone." I nodded and they left the room. Dumbass parents.

I sat in a chair beside her bed and waited for her to wake up. The TV was on and a news report came up.

"Is Jeff back? Reports from a young girl who was nearly killed imply that he is back on a rampage. This morning a family of four was found slaughtered in their home. Found on their faces was his signature smile. Did Jeff really 'Go to sleep'? Or is he very much awake?"

I grinned. I finally get the respect I deserved.

All of a sudden a Special Broadcast came on. It was an Amber Alert. Fuck. That means Slendy is back in action, and most likely looking for me. I have to kill her soon. I looked at Emeralda and took in her features. She had medium blonde hair that was straight and it flowed over her shoulders. Her face was framed perfectly by her thin framed glasses. Her eyeliner and stuff around her eyes made her green eyes stand out even more against her pale skin.

Wait, she's awake and staring at me, staring at her. "Umm, hi?" she says, sitting up. "Hey." I chuckled darkly and her eyes widened. "J-Jeff?" "Oh, so you do remember?" She nodded and started to cry. I got up and sat beside her and wrapped my arm over her shoulder. But something happened, and it was utterly undeniable. I felt a spark. And I knew she felt it too because she jolted away. "Shhh, don't cry it'll be over soon." I said, ignoring the shock. Emeralda looked up at me and directly into my eyes and said, "Why me?" I shook my head, feeling my blood lust grow. "Why anybody?" Then, I rose my knife up to her throat. "Go to Sleep, Emeralda." "Fuck you." I looked at her like she was insane. "You heard me," she said, "FUCK. YOU." Then, she grabbed my knife and stabbed me in the shoulder. Holy Shit. SHE SNAPPED.

Emeralda's POV

"Go to sleep Emeralda." When he said that, I felt something in me snap. Something I haven't felt before. "Fuck you." I said. He looked at me weird. "You heard me," I said. I wasn't fixing to die today. "FUCK. YOU." I looked for a weapon and saw his grip loosen on his knife. I grabbed it and stabbed him in his shoulder. It felt sooo good. I felt... different. I stood up, not even feeling my injuries anymore, and took the stitches out of my ripped smile. Jeff looked at me, grinning the entire time. I started laughing and ripped the knife from his shoulder.

All hell is going to break loose.