Chapter 42.
Charley pov
"Oh god my head hurts" I moaned the next morning.
"That's what happens when you get drunk" Jeff laughed.
"Ugh" I moaned and complained more.
"I'm going to shower" I got up and stumbled into the bathroom.
I turned on the shower and got in.
"Hey charley" Jeff asked pushing open the bathroom door.
"Ya what?" I replied.
"What are these?" He questioned.
"What are they!?"
I said annoyed.
"These" he pulled open the shower curtain and pointed to two letters in his hands.
"Jeffrey!" I yelled pulling the shower curtain closed.
"What it's not like I've never seen you naked before" Jeff laughed.
"Good lord Jeff" I whined.
"I'm gonna open them when you get out" he said as he walked out. "Oh and hurry up or I'll have to come in" he added laughing.
I quickly washed my hair and body. I got out and rapped a towel around me and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
"You look better with nothing on" Jeff laughed kissing my neck.
"Oh grow up" I pushed him off and grabbed the letters.
"Ready" I asked.
Jeff nodded and I ripped open the letter addressed to me.
Dear Charlotte,
We at creepy pasta school of killers and monsters have watched you grow into the amazing killer you are today. After much studying and watching you. We would like you to come teach thing summer to help young pastas find their inner monster.
Thank you very much, we will be expecting our work together to be wonderful.
-Mr. Horror, principal of creepy pasta school of killers and monsters.
Holy shit.
"Jesus they want us to teach" Jeff said with his letter in hand.
"Should we do it" I asked.
"I think we should" he said.
YOU ARE READING
The fire that burns inside (jeff the killer)
HorrorJeff the killer going from the time of the accident to now growing up and learning who he and charley really are. Why slendy has helped them and why they are brought together.
