Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

Jeff's PoV

She is going to betray you Jeff. Don't do anything but kill her.

Faith has not so far. I think I can trust her.

No Jeff. Listen to yourself. You sound like a moron. You need to find her and kill her like the rest.

"Stop telling me what to do!" I shouted.

My voice echoed in the forest and birds flew out of their trees. Dammit! I don't know what to do.

Murder. Murder is always a stress reliever and it helps me concentrate. I ran to the closest neighborhood and the nearest house. For once, I did not care about the kind of people that lived there. They can all die like the others.

I leaped myself through a window that some idiot left open. People wonder why we kill. Yet they do shit like this, leave the windows open for me. It's just one big invitation for fun.

First, I stabbed the parents so they could not do anything for their worthless offsprings. Children are the effect of two confused and overrated people. So I stabbed then and cut smiles into them. Now their souls can smile forever.

Even after all of that, I still did not know what to do. I sat against the wall and slammed my head back. I keep ruining everything. Ever since I killed Liu and my parents. FORGET THEM. They never understood or cared anyway.

Red and white lights flashed into the windows. I think someone heard their pathetic screams. Some police busted in the door. I immediately jumped out of the two story house and ran.

I have to find Faith.

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Faith's Pov

I still can not leave the house and I do not want to leave my room anyway. Detectives and cops kept asking me the same questions. I gave them little information because I did not want them to hurt him. Jeff is different, besides the fact that he kills people. He's different.

My dad walked in my room without knocking, again.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"Get dressed. I invited your old friends from school over and they will be here in five minutes," He said then left.

I just stared at the empty doorway. He did not even bother asking me if I wanted to see people or not. I wonder who is coming over.

My closest spelt like old clothes. They have not been worn in a long time apparently. I do not even remember how long I was gone. I managed to find a white sweatshirt and skinny jeans. Everything felt baggy on me, like a couple sizes to big. To top off my disaster outfit, I slid on a pair of black converse.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! The doorbell blasted throughout the entire house. Great. I can't even put make up on or fix my hair to look decent. Beanie it is.

"Charlotte, your friends are here!" My dad called me.

I'm Faith, Charlotte is the past.

As I walked down the stairs, a group of people were in my vision. I froze as I stared at Zak, my boyfriend before Jeff took me.

Zak pulled me into his arms and instantly I pushed him off and he landed on his ass. Oops. My old "friends" laughed.

"Charlotte, i've missed you so much sweetie," He said which did not affect my mood or emotions.

I don't want any of these people. I just want one person and he's wanted for murder.

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