Jeff the Killer

Whats Wrong?

Tears for down my eyes as I cut my mouth bigger and bigger.

Now my smile crosses my whole face.

I rinse of all the blood.

I smile and it stings a little but I guess I can get used to it.

Not all the blood comes off.

Red surrounds my mouth.

It actually made it look even better. I didn't think my face could get any better.

I stare into the mirror thinking about Rose.

Why did I scare her so much?

My phone vibrates.

I was really hoping it was Rose. Hoping she would change her mind and say that she loved my new look and that all she wanted was for me to be with her.

It was only Liu asking if I was home yet.

I reply, " Yeah I'm home."

He doesn't text anything back.

I sit on my bed and stare out my window.

What should I do today?

My stomach grumbles.

I wonder if mom has any food for me.

I walk downstairs and mom is watching tv. I don't know where my dad is.

"Mom."

"Yes Jeff." She says still focused on the tv.

"I'm hungry. Did you make anything?"

"There should be some food in the fridge left over from yesterday." She says still looking at the tv.

"Mom.... Am I scary looking?"

She turns and looks at me.

She fakes a smile and I could see all the fear in her eyes.

"Jeff..... You don't look, scary ........just different." She looks back to the tv.

I open the fridge and eat some leftovers.

My dad walks in and talks to my mom but when I pass them to go to my room he doesn't say a word to me.

I sit on my bed and stare out the window.

Liu pulls up in his little pick up truck.

Liu is 20 years old. His my older bro. He has the ugly brown hair I used to have just his hair is way shorter than mine.  His eye color is dark brown.

He has a pretty girlfriend named Judy. She has long brown hair and green eyes. Liu met Judy in high school. They used to do drugs together until Liu started getting sick. Judy said that they should both quit drugs. Liu was really good with quitting but he still smoked every once in a while when he was fustrated.

He got off his pick up truck with a cigarette in his mouth.

He looked up to my window and waved.

I just smiled back and he looked away.

He feared me too.

Why was everyone scared of me so much?

I love this new look. Why don't they?

I looked at my phone.

6:00pm.

I turned on the tv and watched the news.

I've always liked watching all the bad things happening around the world.

I watched it all night till 11:00.

No one ever came to my room. Rose never text me back when I sent her a hi.

I couldn't even sleep. I want to sleep but I just can't. I'm not even tired I just like the feeling of sleep.

I turn off the tv and just listen.

Who's yelling?

I open my door so quietly it doesn't even creek.

"Henry! His our son for crying out loud! I'm not leaving him!"

"His not my son! His a monster!"

My dad thinks I'm a monster.

I sit by my door and listen.

"No his not his...... just different!"

"Anna! If you do not leave this house with me then have a good time taking care of that ...thing on your own!"

"Henry wait."

They don't speak.

I wonder If they stopped fighting.

I try listening closer.

"Henry. I can't leave. I still believe our son is in that thing still. Today he talked to me. He asked me if he was scary looking. He cut his mouth Henry. He looked like joker from batman. I wanted to scream but I just said no. He is still my son."

"Anna. I think we should send him to the nut house. An asylum. Maybe he can change back to the son I know"

My mom doesn't respond.

I walk downstairs and out the door.

I walk and walk and walk.

Where too? I don't know. All I know is that I'm mad.

How dare my parents even think about leaving me.

What's wrong with me?