Chapter 1: In The Beginning
Elle sat on her favorite bench in the park by her apartment.
The wind blew quietly and lightly, blowing strands of Elle's bright brown hair with pale blue tips into her face.
Her black acid-washed hoodie blended in with her matching jeans and black wedged boots.
She watched the sun set into the ground, and the moon and stars become more vibrant against the dark sky.
It seemed like the only things that illuminated the darkness other than the moon and stars was her pale, glowing skin and her dark green eyes.
"It's beautiful isn't it?" 'Jeff' asked, appearing next to Elle, his arms under his head, leaning back.
"Quite."
A couple that passed by her gave her a strange look, thinking she was on the phone.
Elle got up, pulled her hood up, and started walking home with her hands shoved in her pockets, the wind blowing her bangs into her face again.
The street lights illuminated the streets, but only with a dim light, and some of them flickered, which never happened.
'They probably have to replace those.' Elle thought to herself as she opened the door to the lobby of her apartment building.
"Hello, Miss Rivers."
"Hello, Niles." Elle replied to the elderly doorman.
He buzzed the door open, and Elle walked through, to the elevator.
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Once in her apartment, she flopped down on her velvet couch, and breathed in the sweet scent of lavender.
"Lazy, much?" 'Jeff' asked.
"Yesh. And proud." Elle's voice was muffled by the cushions.
She got up, and walked to her bed, only to flop onto there too.
She pulled off her boots, jeans, and hoodie to go to sleep..and drifted off to sleep...
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~Jeffery's P.O.V~
The night was still young and there were yet many people awake, with the need to be put to sleep.
I casually lurked in the shadows, avoiding all contact with any of the staggering drunk humans.
My knife was bloody and piercing my side, but I couldn't feel the pain any longer.
My eyes burned with a passion from the lack of moisture, so I decided I would put in my eye drops that Masky gave me in at my next victims home.
I jumped onto the lowest branch of a large tree, and kept swinging onto the next branch up until I reached the top.
The window of one of the apartments was open, the light breeze was blowing the silver see-through curtains inward, almost touching the queen sized bed with black covers.
On the bed there was a girl sleeping, her brown and blue hair was spread out along her reaching to her waist.
She was sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes brushing against the top of her cheekbones, and her snow pale face was illuminated in the cherry blossom moonlight.
Shame we'd have to bruise that creamy face and make it red and purple.
I raise my knife, and smiled, ready to sink it into her tender flesh when I sensed motion behind me.
I turned around and scanned the shadows, finding a slightly darker spot than the others.
I crept closer, then I froze.
An all white cat stepped out from the corner and slithered around my ankles, purring loudly.
The girl in bed stirred, and then sat up on her hands and knees.
She turned on her butt, and rubbed her eyes.
"Jeffery, what are you doing in here...? Grim come here." The girl asked sleepily, then motioned for the cat to go to her.
How did she know my name?
The white cat, supposedly 'Grim' jumped on her bed and curled up next to her bed.
"How do you know my name?!" I demanded with a raspy voice.
I haven't spoken to anyone in days.
She giggled.
"Oh Jeffery, come now, I just spoke to you in the living room like an hour ago. Stop playing stupid."
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Elle's P.O.V
Dang was it just me or did Jeffery get more beautiful?
The moonlight shown in and Jeffery stood there, thinking, though clutching a knife for the first time that I had seen.
"Are you insane or something? I have never met you once in my life, 'Snow White'." Jeffery threw back, sounding pretty pissed, though at the same time confused and clutching the knife tighter.
"Snow White? Where did that come from?" I giggled again.
"And what do you mean you haven't met me before? We met when I turned 15. That's also when that weird doctor told me I have this thingy called schizophrenia." I smiled, cocking my head to the side.
Jeffery's face went from confusion to realization, but he stayed silent.
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