"Do You Trust Me?" (Jeff the Killer)

Chapter 2: Late Night Walk

Rose's POV

I decided to take a walk tonight. Mom was very resistant in letting me leave afraid that 'her baby' would be killed by the criminal running about. You see my mom's a cop, so it makes since that she's worried. You maybe wondering about my dad right? Well short and sweet, he was killed in a hit and run. The drunk driver was never found or arrested though, so... Anyway I'm at this park my dad used to take me to all the time. When I was six, he'd bring me here when he got home from work.

I'm now currently seventeen. It's been eleven years since I lost him. Mom and I have moved on as she has found a new boyfriend named Gabe. He seems pretty nice, although, I've never officially met him.

The reason I'm at this park is to think back to all the good memories we made here. As I stand up to leave, I hear a twig snap. I immediately shout, "Who's there?" All I get back for a response is a few deep dark chuckles.

I continue to walk until I hear, "Roose... My sweet, sweet Rose." I stop dead in my tracks and look around. "Rosiee... My little Rosiee..." I hear that same sinister voice again but this time, it sounds like it's in my ear.

I quickly turn around and see a face I wish I never have to see again. He has the face of the devil himself. His eyes, so black they look into your soul. Hair, dark as night, looking singed, and rough just about reaching his shoulders. But, what stood out to me the most, was his smile. It looked as if it was carved into his mouth by a large jagged kitchen knife, it also looks like it's been there for a few years.

This man or thing looked to be about the same age as me, seventeen to eighteen. "Roosie... My sweet, sweet Roosie..." is it weird to think that this guy's voice is deep, dark, and silky all at the same time?

"How do you know my name?" is all I barely manage out. "Hehe... Rosieee... Wanna see my knife?" he asks me randomly.

"N-no. Who are you..." the only response I keep seeming to get from him is either chuckles or him saying my name.

"Go to sleep Rosieee..." that's when my vision starts to become blurry. The last thing I see is that monsters face, and the last thing I hear is... "By the way, I'm Jeff. Jeff the Killer."