Yandere Jeff The Killer x reader (Lemon)

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(Y/n) POV

"Toby leave". Jeff growled. Toby gave me a worried look, I shrugged not even afraid. We were back in my house. Toby left. "Well, what do you have to say"? Jeff asked. "Nothing". I said. "So you have nothing to say"? Jeff asked. "I'm not saying sorry". I said. Jeff looked at me and sat down. I was honestly scared because he didn't do anything put sit and watch TV. "Go to your room and wait for me". Jeff said not looking at me. I obeyed and went to my room, I looked for my pocket knife. I found it and put it in my pocket. I looked out my window and saw that kids were just getting out of school. I opened my window thinking do I want to jump or yell for help. "What are you doing"? Jeff asked. "Breathing". I said. "Get on the bed". Jeff said he closed the window and curtains. "You know you've been a bad girl". Jeff said. I looked down. "Bad girls get punished". Jeff said. He then left the room and I didn't see him for the rest of the day. The next day I woke up and when I went to the bathroom I saw something that made me want to cry and scream. My mom's head was in the sink, eyelid gone and a smile carved I her face. "Doesn't she look beautiful"? A voice asked.

Jeff wrapped his arms around my waist. "She begged, she begged hard. It was fun she wanted you". Jeff whispered in my ear. I let tears fall, I felt my knees become weak. "Mom". I sobbed. "Shhh don't cry princess. You're dad's head is still on his body. He's not alive but it's there". Jeff said. I sunk to the floor. "He put up a fight a really good one. Hell almost got me, but it wasn't good enough. I stabbed him over and over again. He wanted me to tell you he loved you though". Jeff said. I cried more. "Get up". Jeff said. I just cried. "Get the fuck up"! He yelled. I got up. "You graduate in three more days. Pack your bags we'll be leaving right after you graduate". Jeff said. There's no reason for me to even fight anymore. I nodded and walked to my room. I didn't want to pack I just laid in my bed not wanting to move. I had my head in my pillow. Jeff put his hand on my ass. I quickly turned because the pocket knife. "What was that"? He asked. "Leave me alone". I said. "Woman don't tell me what to do". Jeff growled. He flipped me over and took the knife out of my pocket. "What were you planning on doing with this"? He asked waving it around.

"Hopefully stabbing your fuckin eye out you little piece of- FUCK"! I yelled when Jeff plunged the knife in my left thigh. "Well it's sharp". He said taking it out. Jeff licked my blood off the knife. I looked in the bottom drawer of the night stand and got my first aid kit. Jeff looked at with curiosity. I took the alcohol. "Don't get infected". I reminded myself as I put it on the open wound. I stitched it up. "I hate you". I mumbled. I cried into my pillow. "Shut up". Jeff said. "Why are you doing this"? I asked. "Because I love you". Jeff said. "If you loved me you wouldn't do this". I said. "I wouldn't have did this if you fucking listened". Jeff said. "I can't do this anymore". I sobbed. "You don't really have a choice". Jeff said. "Kill me please". I begged. "You die when I say die". Jeff said. "Oh my god". I said. "Would you shut up already"!? Jeff yelled loudly. I jumped being quiet. "Good, God sometimes you get on my damn nerves. You whine and bitch, just fucking appreciate that your ass is alive and loved". Jeff said. I didn't say anything. Silence went over the room.

"Take you clothes off". Jeff said jumping on me. "No! No! No"! I yelled. He raised the knife up. I started kicking and hit him in the dick. He dropped the knife going down on the floor. I cringed. "Sorry"! I said. I went under the cover. And curled into a ball. I was scared he was actually the first and only thing I was afraid of. Jeff got up after a while. He ripped the cover off of me, and hand cuffed my legs I struggled. Jeff started undoing my clothes. "No! Stop! STOP"!! I yelled. Jeff looked at me and after a minute of our eyes locking. He just got up and walked out leaving me handcuffed. I sighed and heard the downstairs TV turn on. The next day when Jeff came back there was something on the news saying my school brunt down. Jeff had a smile and a sighed.