Blood (Jeff x reader)

Jealousy

Lily's POV:

When I first saw Jeff, my heart skipped a beat. I wanted to hug him so much... But I wasn't sure if he still loved me...

I was the one that burnt the mansion.

I didn't mean for anyone to die... including myself... I was just scared... and upset. I had to tell Jeff that I didn't love him... Or else he would try to protect me all the time...! I didn't want him to live his life constantly worrying about me. He would always think that if he left me alone, I would commit suicide, probably because I used to cut myself, or someone would take me away from him. He was telling me where to go, and who I could talk to.

He was controlling my life.

I had to stop him, so I broke up with him.

He probably thought that he was protecting me, and doing the best for me.

To me, my life was a puppet, and Jeff was the one who moved the strings. When I was killed in the fire, I finally had a sense of freedom. He wouldn't be able to care for me anymore. He could live his life and I could live mine.

A few months past by, and I found myself wandering in a small town. I decided to go visit Jeff. I wanted to see how he has been without me in his life. I wanted to see how he has improved. As I walked inside the mansion, I saw Masky and Hoodie running out. They were probably going on their daily kill. I stepped inside the mansion, and I walked to Jeff's room. I wanted to see what he looked like, but he would probably still look like his weird self, with his never ending grin.

When I crossed his threshold, and I saw him sleeping on his bed, a feeling of hurt, confusion, and pain struck through me. I leaned on the nearest wall, but as soon as my hand touched it, it lit up in flames. I ran to the living room and watched as Slender and the others ran out of the house, carrying Jeff, and a girl I never saw before.

I stood on the threshold of the front door, watching Jeff and the others run to safety. Jeff's eyes darted towards me, and they widened. I was honestly surprised. I didn't think anyone could see me as a ghost.

I followed them to a little hideout. Jeff was laying on the floor. He hasn't moved in a while. Was he paralyzed? His eyes looked towards me again, except they were filled with fear. Ben looked at me too, but I was too focused on Jeff to pay any attention to Ben. I walked towards Jeff, and I stretched my hand out to touch his face, but he screamed before I could do so.

I ran out, confusion and sadness flooding my brain. Did he not recognize me...? I sat outside for hours, weeping silently, until I heard laughing. I peeped from the tree I was sitting in, and there was Jeff, and that girl. They were talking, then he... kissed her. Rage boiled my blood. I wanted her gone. They quickly started up a tickle fight, and I took this chance to take back what was, and will be, mine.

"Jeeeeeff..." I called out. I was shocked to hear my voice. It was soothing, but fearful. They both immediately stop laughing. This is going to be fun.

"Jeeeff..." I called again.

"Who's there?!" He called out. He grabbed the girl and hugged her with protection. I decided to have a little fun.

"Jeff... It's meee... Remember?"

"Lily...?" Jeff breathed out.

"Yeeeesss..." I had to stifle my laughter. He was falling for it! Suddenly, Jeff lets go of the girl, and he stands up. I wished that that he would walk to me, and he did exactly that. It was as if he was in a trance.

"Come to me Jeeeeff..." I giggled. Jeff walked closer to me. Was this really happening? Was I controlling Jeff the killer? The cold blooded monster that I used to know and love?