DERANGED (Jeff the Killer P.O.V and Romance)

17 - Take A DNA Test; It'll Prove My Point (Sarah P.O.V)

Sarah POV (ooooooh) I know, exciting.

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I don’t want to bore anyone with some long story about all that’s happened to me these past six years, or how each occurrence made me feel. But there’s so much I need to get off of my chest, and if you’re willing to listen, that would make me feel so much better.

For starters, I’m tempted to blow my brains out. My life has been an endless cycle of awful events, starting from way back when. You all already know what happened back when Jeff and I were younger, and how we moved shortly after he had the bright idea to mark me. My mom was completely stunned by the small J in my back and when she asked who had done it, I wouldn’t spill. But her and my dad already had a pretty good idea, and they had sworn to tell on him or possibly go to the police. That quickly changed though once they realized that just skipping town would make the problem go away faster; they didn’t want to deal with the court proceedings and paper work and crap like that. We left and moved away as I slowly began to have a normal life. Although, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. My parents noticed my discomfort, and when the news popped up on the television one night with the mention of a family murdered in their home, along with 3 boys at a birthday party, we couldn’t believe who had done it. Well, I could believe it. Concerned for my safety, my parents forced me to change my persona, going by Camry, and they died my hair orange so that I looked different as well. My parents knew I wouldn’t stop thinking about him, and for my ‘safety’, they sent me to therapy in an attempt to wipe my memory of him and his entire existence in my life. I kept up with this new identity, my parents also changing as they grew into the richer crew, becoming more and more plastic as the years went on.  Around high school, I met James whom you already know as well, and, my personality changed quite a bit along with my identity. I started rebelling against everything, and that just wouldn’t do for my parents. Choosing stupidly, I chose James over them, and dropped out pretty early on. Ever since then, as you also know, I was living with him. He was very shady though, and it was hard for me because I told myself I loved him when that couldn’t possibly be true. Every time the news tended to come on with some heartbreaking new massacre by the mysterious hooded killer, I couldn’t help but know I knew who he was. Just maybe?

Then one night, when he actually showed up, it had been so long that I had almost forgotten about him completely. I knew there was something familiar, but, I couldn’t quite place it. His behavior around me though (when he wasn’t slashing at someone’s face) brought back memories of how much of an asshole he used to be and how I thought maybe, it was him. My suspicions were confirmed on the trip back to his old home, when I saw the picture and couldn’t contain my emotions. Right then I knew I was in love with him, as cheesy and ridiculous as that sounds.

I found out I was pregnant in the hospital, after Jeff had stabbed me, and the amount of dread that filled my being was unimaginable. I mean, how would you feel if you knew you were going to be the mother of a child who was fathered by a psychotic killer? Okay fan girls, calm down. Forget I even asked. Anyways, I healed and left with a friend, sad that he hadn’t even shown up. I was in love with him, and he just, abandoned me. Afterwards though, my friend let me live with her for a while before I met Christopher, who liked me and frankly, I liked him back. Our relationship moved rather quickly, and soon enough I was living with him and 8 months later, I had Jenny. He didn’t know I had already been pregnant, but since I was hardly showing by the time we got together, he was never the wiser. I felt bad for lying, but Jeff had left, and Chris was here and so was this baby that deserved a stable future and a home.

I should’ve seen Jeff wiggling his way back into my life again coming from a mile away. But who would’ve known that it would be because of Jenny? Well, I guess it was. And when I saw him in her room, I was at a loss for words. Agreed, I was a little hard on him at first. But how could I not be? Like honestly! He can’t just leave and then show back up when everything in my life was finally going perfect! I mean, I love him, but everywhere he goes, he leaves a trail of blood. Not to mention how strange Jenny’s been acting lately. I fear she’s somehow contracted some of Jeff’s ‘crazy’, and that also scares me because well, it means he can never become less insane; it’s in his blood. And now it’s in hers too. There came a day when Jeff simply snapped, and was that day to come for Jenny too? I believe it might. And that scares me worse than anything.