Jeff (a Creepypasta FanFic)

Chapter 1

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The girl was humming as she roamed around the kitchen, taking the pizza out of the fridge and started heating it in the microwave. Jeff the killer stood freely in the footpath, staring at her, looking and admiring the way she walked, her red hair with a ponytail. He wondered if she had a boyfriend. Someone ought to be. He clutched his knife tightly, the knife soaked from the blood of the others he had killed tonight. He had set a daily goal- 3 kills every two nights, or otherwise the whole population of the town would be wiped out. He also had a new activity to do after every kill. He would rob some of the money from the dead person and get away. Great way to increase his 'income'. The girl wore a baggy tee shirt with some leggings. She looked nice. The girl turned and faced in Jeff's direction. She turned cold and stood like a statue when she saw Jeff. The plate with the pizza fell off her hands and caused a loud noise when it fell down. She screamed and ran the opposite direction. Probably to call the cops.

"Damn. Here we go again. " he muttered. He ran as fast as he could towards the house. He somehow opened the lock of the backdoor (just like Masky taught him to). He closed the backdoor quietly and made his way upstairs. He switched his knives from a butcher knife to a small knife, which he used as a throwing knife. He started with almost 6 of them.

He rubbed the knife in his jeans as he made his way upstairs quickly. He saw the girl picking up her cell phone and dialing a number. She looked up and saw Jeff. She screamed again. But this time, in a much low volume, mostly filled with nervousness and horror. He took the throwing knife and threw it at the girl. It went and hit her at her stomach. He sprinted towards her and punched her at the face.

The girl fell down, clutching her stomach, blood flowing out from her mouth. Jeff bent down towards her and took out his default knife, the one with which he used to stab and kill people the most.

Tears started to flow down the girl's cheek, and at her last moments, she only managed to speak out a few words, "Why? What did I do to you? "

Jeff laughed and stabbed her at her chest repeadetly, a whole lot of blood coming out in each slash into her body. And then, he whispered into her ear, "The whole world has got somethin' to do with me, bitch, " and then he finished, "Go to sleep. "

He started stabbing her again, faster this time, until she died. He switched to his butcher knife. He then made a smiley face in his latest victim's face.

Jeff made his way downstairs and into the kitchen, taking a handful of throwing knives to replace his older ones. He had used the last one for killing the girl. He also took some cash and made his way back home.

That's all for tonight, he thought.