Safe And Sound (CreepyPasta Fan Fic)

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen

After my shower, I pick up my phone to see I got a text.

Rayna S: BROOKLYN!!!! It read. PLEASE ANSWER!!!! HANA AND I ARE FREAKING OUT BECAUSE YOUR MOM AND SISTER ARE DEAD AND YOU WENT MISSING!!! ARE YOU DEAD!!?? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE RESPOND!!!!

Brook S: Gosh, Rayna! I write back. I'm fine. Honestly. (R)

Rayna S: Send me a picture of you in the place you are for proof.

Brook S: How about Skype? (R)

Rayna S: Good idea. Video chat with me.

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"Oh my god; thank goodness you're alive!" Rayna gasps from the other side of the screen. We're video chatting to prove I'm alive.

"Yeah..." I answer. "Uh... Ray. When are you leaving for boarding school?"
"Two months before summer. You better come back to school before then."
"I will. I promise."
"Brooklyn!" Jeff bellows.
"Who was that?" Rayna asks.
"Uh... n-no one!" I stammer. "I gotta go. Bye!"
"Broo-"

I don't let her finish before I end the video call. She tries to call again, but I mute her, then turn on "Do Not Disturb". Jeff comes in.

"Who were you talking to?" he hisses.
"Why do you want to know?" I ask, closing the lid to my laptop.
"I don't want to know. I need to know."
"Okay fine. I was talking to... Creepy Vincent."
"Who?"
"Creepy Vincent."
"And who is that?"
"A guy that pops outta no where."
"Don't lie to me. Who was it?"
"I ain't tellin' ya nothin'!" I snap.
"You know I could kill you."
"You. Wouldn't. Dare."
"I. Would. Dare."
"Shut up, you'd hate yourself forever."
"And how do you that?"

"Jane told me you heard singing and you cried!" I say in a sing-song voice.

Jeff growls, then I burst out laughing.

"What?" he hisses.
"Your face!" I giggle. "It's as red as a beet!"
"...shut your friggin' mouth! Jane! I'm gonna kill you!"
"What? What'd I do?" Jane calls back.
"I'm not gonna repeat it, you bitch! You're dead!"
"Not if I kill you first!"

I hear Jane begin to thunder down the hallway, then a knife flies past Jeff's head.

"Okay," I say, putting my hands up. "If you're going to fight, take it somewhere else."
"Fine, then," Jeff growls. Then the two actually leave, I hear angry footsteps pound down the stairs, then offensive hollering begins between the two downstairs.

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"Brookie!" Sally calls to me.
"Yeah?" I call back.
"I think Jeff's dead!"
"What?"
"Jane killed him!"
"Are you kidding?"
"No! I really think he's dead!"
I hurry down the stairs and into the "family" room to see Jeff passed out in a pool of his own blood on the floor.

"Jane!" I cry. "I think you killed him!"
"Yes!" Jane says.
"Not yes! No!" I cry.
"Oh, don't worry," Slendy says, coming in, "I don't think Jane can kill him. Usually, normal people can't kill him. It's only..."
"I'm not normal!" Jane says. "I'm a CreepyPasta too!"
"True," Slendy continues, "but you don't have as much experience in killing. Take... Eyeless Jack as an example. He could actually kill Jeff if he wanted to."
"I wish I could bribe him to kill Jeff," Jane muttered.
"Why?" I whine. Jane looks at me, a scowl on her face.
"Are you a traitor?" she asks.
"What? Traitor?"
"Yeah! Are you on Jeff's side? Brooklyn, he killed your family-"
"I'm not on his side. I just... don't want him to die."
"And why not? Don't you want revenge?"
"... not really..."
"... why not?"
"I... " I can't seem to find the words. "I don't know...?"

Why don't I? I really don't know.