White and Red Go Together Like No Other (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Chapter 2

It was about 2:00 in the morning when you heard the crash come from downstairs. Your mother was home and drunk once again. You heard her drop the purse on the counter and fumble up the stairs falling once and laughing a little at her own stupidity. When she reached your door you prayed that she wouldn't open it your begged anyone who might hear you that she'd just pass by. But fate was never a good friend to you and with that your mother opened the door and ripped of your covers. You bolted upright and tried getting out of bed to go to the corner not that it'd do much but it might help a little. You fail miserably landing face first on the hard floor. She comes around growling, "You think you can get away from me?! Hide from me? No! You will receive this punishment, IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT ALL OF IT!!!" She grabs you by your hair and starts punching you in the stomach. You had to stand tall and withstand it or feel like your scalp was getting ripped off. She finally stops punching you and releases your hair. You fall to the ground the impact is harsh but you'll survive, but this next part... you might not. "You're a piece of shit (y/n)! Why'd it have to be your brother and not you?! WHY!!!!!" She was screaming. You, you were silently crying. You knew what was to come next and it hurt the most it left the scars that littered your body. She grabbed your ear and you were dragged down to the kitchen where the knives sat. Just anticipating your mother's next move. Stabbity, stab, stab. She picked up the smallest one. "Where are you having pain again? Oh right here, no?" she points menacingly at your abdomen, this is the game she'd play doctor evil, "Well let's fix that why don't we." She stabs you in a place where no permanent damage would happen but a lot of blood would definitely pump out. She then grabbed the bigger kitchen knife the one that was used to cut carrots and bigger vegetables. She cut open your bicep making you gasp in pain. She sliced your face and then realized what she'd done. Slamming the knife on the counter making you flinch she walked over and forcefully grabbed your already hurt arm and dragged you to the bathroom. "That's gonna need stitches. Dammit, (y/n) why didn't you stop me?" You look at the floor and mumble just loud enough, "Because it never works..." She looked at you with pure hatred. "Are you sassing me girl. I have the right mind to leave you here and do it yourself." You nod and slowly reach out to take the needle from her hands. "It's ok mom go to bed your tired and I know how to do it." Not like its unusual for me to be stitching myself up anyways right? You thought the last part not willing to tempt your mother with those poisonous words. "Fine! I will! Have fun making a complete and utter mess of yourself you useless piece of crap!" With that your mother left the bathroom. She wouldn't remember this in the morning seeing as she probably downed a whole bottle and some. You sigh and start with your stomach your bicep would happen next then the cut on your cheek. You thought up a story for your face while stitching yourself together seeing as you had school in 4 hours and would be full of stitches and questioning looks.

You got on the bus your (h/c/l) covering up your now stitched up scaring face. You sat up front so that no one would mess with you but far enough away from the driver that you wouldn't have to interact with anyone today. Your (f/j) was also covering up your face. You had multiple layers on that way if you started to bleed through you'd feel it before anyone could see it. The medical supplies where in your bag. Once at school you pulled your hood up and walked straight to your first period and went to the back of the room in the corner.

Time Skip- Lunch Because The Author's Lazy and Nothing Happened

You sat in the empty hallway with your wimpy PB&J. Slowly eating not wanting to upset your already injured cheek. You let your hair fall away from your face as you chewed slowly. You looked at your phone and saw a text from your mom. '(y/n)?!! Are you ok there is blood in the kitchen and bathroom!! You weren't in the house this morning baby girl where are you please tell me you're alright!!' I text her back 'Mom, don't worry I'm fine.' I was shutting off my phone when she text back saying 'I'll pick you up from school, ok? I wanna see you!' You are frozen in place. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Was all you could think. The bell rung and you were still staring at your phone when you felt warm hands on your shoulder and flinched. You hadn't realized you were crying until the person looked at you with some more concern then they already had before. You jumped up and ran to the bathroom. Locking yourself in a stall and sobbing uncontrollably. You heard shouts from the teacher, Mrs. Pent. You held your breath and counted to 10. You heard her come in and when she knocked on your stall door you screamed as if you were someone else. "OMG!! Can a girl not just pee around ugh!!" you raised your voice a little higher pitch than normal. Your English teacher fell for it and apologizing left the bathroom seeming very flustered and embarrassed. It took a good ten minutes before you could even slightly remember how to use your legs and another five to actually begin moving them. You left the bathroom and walked outside. Your school was close to the woods. No one really understood why anyone would build a school by woods were high school kids could totally go off to do some shenanigans. That didn't mean the kids weren't grateful for this opportunity. You new class would be in session now so the teachers and students wouldn't notice you being outside. You just started walking into the woods, then you began running. You just wanted to be alone to cry and let loose screams. Screams of agony from all the beatings your mother gave. Screams of pain from losing your brother. Screams of hatred for yourself. You just wanted to run and get lost in those woods maybe get killed somehow you didn't care at this point. You wouldn't cut your mother already did enough damage to your body and you took it gratefully. You deserved it everything your mother did to you, you deserved. You fell to the ground sobs wracking your body of any energy you had left. You just laid on the prickly forest floor and cried. You cried for your brother, your mother, and even yourself. You cried and wished you could die right then and there.

You heard a snap ring out from behind you. You smiled and hoped that it was something big and dangerous.

Jeff's POV

Jeff heard the screams and smiled. It was the middle of the day and the guys had been getting on his nerves so he took a walk. When he hear the screams he rejoiced. Someone to kill? Oh goodie! He began walking in the direction of the screams that had stopped a while back. As he got closer to the origin point he heard sobs. They were heart wrenching. Even to this heartless bloodthirsty killer. Those sobs made him want to find the source even more. And when he did he was taken a back. This wasn't what he had thought he'd find. NO, he thought he'd find a girl being raped by her dumb boyfriend. Or some bullies beating on a nerd or something. But what he saw made him fall to his knees. A girl was just lying there on the forest floor crying she looked practically lifeless other than the sobs wracking her body. It looked as though she'd... given up. She had beautiful (h/c/l) that was full of pine needles now. And her small body looked so frail and fragile.

Never in his psychotic life did he think he'd feel this way. He didn't know this feeling it was foreign to him he'd felt it once before towards Sally. She was like a little sister to him and he'd protect her to the ends of the Earth from Zalgo himself. Jeff saw as the girl realized she wasn't alone but she didn't turn around to see anyone she just laid there breathing heavily. She was probably drained from crying and what was most likely running seeing as how far from the city she was. He picked himself up and went forward faltering a little. What would happen when she saw his face? Don't get Jeff wrong he loved his face it was beautiful leathery with a permanent smile. For some reason though Jeff didn't care, he didn't pull his knives he just walked over to the girl and picked her up. She still had silent tear running down her face. There was a large gash on her left cheek that was about the size of a cigarette. She looked dead.

Your POV

You wouldn't turn your head. You just couldn't bring yourself to it. You felt and arm go underneath your shoulders and neck and another arm go under your knees. You realized that this was most likely a human trying to carry you. Probably back to the school back to safety. You wiggled a little as the person picked you up and started walking. You began causing a ruckess and the person just grunted. You turned your head to look at the person caring you. He's maybe 17-18 and had a smile carved into your face. You bring your fingers up to the smile and try tracing it with your fingers wanting to commit it to memory. The boy looks down at you and that's when you saw his eyes. They were black and seemed to have no lids. You never really had a crush at school. You even thought at one point you were gay but quickly found out you were not. Now in this males arms your first thought was how beautiful he looked. His skin seemed like polished leather and his lidless eyes had black circles around them. You felt safe in his arms and once again decided to reach up and try to trace the smile. The man had stopped and was just staring at you. As your fingers touched the skin you began to trace it the tears had stopped falling and you had a small faint smile on your face. You took your hand away from the guys face and letting it drop on to your stomach. Big mistake. What was once a peaceful throb now was a fire raging through your stomach. You spasmed and cried out at your foolishness. The tears started up again and you came back to reality. You realized that your arms stitches had ripped and you were bleeding through your (f/j) and on to the guys white hoodie. His face became concerned and he asked if you were ok. You felt like puking and couldn't respond. Your hands went down to your shirt and you began to lift it up, the man started saying, "No no! I don't want that it's fine really! Why are you crying again?! I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong!" You only continued to bring your shirt up. When he saw the stab wound that was slowly leaking out some blood through the bandage from this morning. He started running with you god knows where. 

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Yay! 2 chapters up in one day and this one was long! Hope you enjoyed and i'll try and update soon bye!