Jeff The Killer: An Unreal Romance

Chasing Shadows

*Hey beauties! Back again :) I’m so grateful for all the reads and votes! I love you all and please keep on reading and voting if you like it.

PS: Reason I have been taking so much time into writing is because I have found this new app that also requires you to write stories! For those wondering…The app is called “Episode” and basically you can read people’s animated stories or create your own! Which is really cool. If you are interest go go go download it and get started.

Also I’m listening to Of Mice & Men – Would You Still Be There. Okay enough of my rambling :)*

Nevada’s P.O.V

2 days later…

           

            “If you need to go and talk to her then I don’t mind.”

            Jeff hasn’t been himself lately. He says it’s nothing serious and that I just worry too much, but I know him. He’s becoming high-strung. Just last night he had another nightmare (he woke up screaming strangling a pillow). I was becoming anxious at his behavior. Mostly because I have seen how he could get when he’s really pissed the fuck off.  Early this morning the chubby lady from Acrasia came and told him that Melody was constantly trying to commit suicide. They were keeping her in the ICU of the school but they were worried about letting her go and thought that if Jeff talked to her it would help.

            “Are you sure? Because I could just stay home with you? I don’t know if she would want to see me anyways…” Jeff laid his clammy arm across my shoulders as we sat on the main couch in the living room watching old re-runs of South Park.

            “Now Jeff, you know you would probably be the only person she actually wants to see. If it could help her, then I want you to go. Besides my leg is healing up. By Friday, I’ll be able to go back to Acrasia! So go.” I leaned away from his body as I kissed him motioning him towards the door.

            “Alright babe! But you better still be there when I get back…” he smirked pointing towards the bedroom. I chuckled throwing a couch pillow at his head.  With that he sped out the front door leaving me alone to my thoughts. I limped up and decided to go for a walk along the lake. I needed the fresh air anyways.

Melody’s P.O.V

            I hate nurses.

            I sipped on the steaming green tea that Nurse Maddie left near my bed. Why am I even here? I told my Uncle that I wanted to die. Stop trying to rescue me already! If Jeff doesn’t see a point in being with me, loving me, then why should I even love my fucking self? I took out the wrapped up piece of ripped jeans holding all the pain med’s that I pretended to take.

            I’ll leave you alone Jeff, trust me.

            I placed a handful of Amoxiprin near my lips. Then I heard a knock at the door.

            “Just a second…” I hastily put the pills back in the piece of jean and hid it underneath my back. Just in the nick of time as Nurse Maddie waltzed in.

            “Hey sweetheart! I have some good news for you…” she grinned while she talked as if I was still five years old about to get a shot.

            “…You have a visitor!” she waved her arms mindlessly as if the “good news” was hers.

            “Well tell them I said to fuck off!” I felt the fire in my hands as I screeched at her. I didn’t want to see anyone. Not today, not ever.