Rose's POV
I wake up from my dream, or should I say nightmare? I look around and notice I'm still in my room on my bed, but Jeff is nowhere to be seen. 'Didn't he say he'd be back tonight?' I really need to focus, he's probably out killing of course.
He'll be back after that. Now, what I'm worried about was my dream. What did it mean? Was I all bloody because I killed those innocent people? Was I 'Bloody Rose'? Granted, I love roses, but I've never, ever called myself that. And lastly, what was that faceless creature humanoid thing at the end of my dream?
Maybe Jeff can answer my questions when he gets back. I have faith that he didn't get caught, but what if he did? I'm seriously worried about that. I don't know why I'm so worried. I mean I should hate him, with him carving a 'J' and half of an 'E' into my collarbone. But seriously? I really need to get my sanity checked, and soon.
I hear a slight thump near my window, so I look over and see... a little girl with a teddy bear? 'What's she doing here?'
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"Do You Trust Me?" (Jeff the Killer)
FanfictionHer father died. Her mother is dating someone else. Murder has broken out in her quiet town. Her life is turned upside down. Rose meets someone. A lone stranger who lives in a house of misfits, whereas; he himself, is a misfit. Her town isn't big en...
