Sweet Dreams- Jeff the Killer Fanfiction

Chapter 3

(A/N- Gonna try to make this long ^×^)

When mom told me she had to bail I decided to walk around. I kept looking behind me. I sat on a curb to think.

Okay, so you might be getting watched by a psychopath. Great. Now how do I get out of this mess? I could kill myself? Nah, I have to live for Mom. I only have one other choice.

I have to fight.

I got up happy with my decision and decided to go to the park. I looked at my phone. "8:30? How long was I walking??" The bright sun dimmed and retreated behind the horizon so the darkness consumed me.

"It consumes us both, corrupting us to be labeled as monsters of the night.", I heard a deep voice say.

"What the-" I didn't bother to turn around. I just ran. I didn't know where, but I had to run. I had to live. And if needed...

I had to fight.

After what felt like hours of running, I collapsed. I checked the time.

"It's 9:00."  I heard a voice say.

I looked around to see my stalker, but to no avail.

"Who's There???" I screamed, trying to sound brave.

"Your stalker of the night."

"Show yourself. NOW!", I screamed, getting mad. No- enraged. What sick person would just wander into someone's life and say "Hmm I'm bored better go stalk someone!"

"Duh. A serial killer."

Shutup brain .

"Why", the voice continued, "should I show myself? For you to laugh? For you to call me a freak? FOR Y-"

"I wouldn't call you the same names people call me." I said, fighting tears.

Just then he flew from behind a tree and pinned me onto the concrete.

No. Its not- it can't be- it was..

It was Jeff.

That psychotic smile and those ever staring eyes. The pale white skin.

"You lie," he said placing his knife at my throat. ”You just dont want to die.

"No," I said trying to stay still under his grasp. "I wouldn't mind that much. It would be an everlasting vacation."

He stared into my eyes as if searching for a lie. It was true. I know I said I had to fight, but being here like this averted my thoughts. Its not like I ever spend time with Mom anyways. I was ready for the knife to slice my throat. But his grip loosened.

"12:00 pm tonight, crawl out your window. I'll be there."

And with that, he was gone.

I made my way home, wondering what 12:00 will bring.

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(A/N- Are you proud? :3)

Your fellow unitato~ xxx