Happily Murdered (a Jeff the Killer fanfic) (to be edited)

Chapter 5: Hate in the household

The next morning, I wake up to someone knocking on my bedroom door.

Reluctantly, I pull on my shirt and open it, being greeted with the masked boy i met yesterday. His bright blue mask is now clean, with no signs of the crimson liquid coming into contact with it at all. His hair and hands tell a different story, though.

"Hey, I just came to apologise for last night. I shouldn't have left you and Jeff there alone. I was just so hungry..." He says almost instantly. A confused expression flashes across my face for a second.

"What, did you take that bitch to burger king or something?" Why the hell would he have to leave then? Why couldn't he have just had some party food whilst Jeff and I crashed the party? "There was food there, you know..?"

"Oh, you mustn't know my taste," He mutters with a sly grin. "Anyway, breakfast is being served downstairs if you want any." He walks away from my door, but i rush and walk with him. "Most of the family is here, an-" He stops when he sees my puzzled face. "We consider ourselves a family, everyone that lives here that is."

"that isn't what I'm worried about." I answer quietly, taking my first step on the marble stairs. A thin, black fabric covers the steps, contrasting to the cold, beautiful stone.

"The food thing?" He asks, and I give him a slight nod. "Are you familiar with cannibalism?" The masked man questions calmly. I stop again and look at him. "Don't worry, I'm the only cannibal here, and even then its only kidneys I go for. I don't usually kill my victim unless I really hate them."

I still feel uneasy, but slightly comforted that he probably wont kill me for food. Everyone always thinks of cannibals as uncultured, vicious monsters, but the masked boy seems alright.

We get to the bottom of the stairs and I follow him into the dining room, seeing cereal and a full English breakfast being served. I sit in an empty space, next to a young girl and a boy who is doodling on a piece of paper. It's a beautiful piece of art, all reds and blues, until you see that its a drawing of a school massacre. Three boys all split up into pieces, then the kid next to me holding two axes. The words 'ticci toby' written on the lockers in blood.

The girl next to me cant be any older than 6 or 7. She's wearing a bright pink dress and matching shoes. Her curled brown hair reaches her hips, and her deep brown eyes show that she's seen too much. The girl is happily filling out the back of a cereal box, finding the way through the maze for some marketing mascot.

The masked boy sits across from me, not bothering to wash his hands before eating. He doesn't remove his mask either, even when putting food into his mouth; he just slightly lifts it so only his mouth can be seen for a millisecond. He has think, red lips, yet that could just be from the blood smeared on his cheeks.

The tall figure that I now know is slenderman brings in a plate of pancakes and sits next to the small girl just besides me. "Ben! Smiles! Breakfast." He calls, yet his mouth stays shut. I begin to open my mouth to ask how he does that, but he answers before i can. "I am transmitting sound waves using my head, that your ears pick up as words. That way I don't have to open my mouth, as that would certainly put you off your breakfast."

I glance at the door just as a dog and a boy walk through, ben and smiles I'm guessing. The boy is dressed as Link from The Legend Of Zelda, and the dog is a husky with a smile in its cheeks just like Jeff. The dog sits up at the table next to Jack, and when Jeff enters from the kitchen he carries a bowl of fresh meat. He, unsurprisingly, places it in front of the dog (Smiles?), who happily starts eating. Ben sits the opposite side of Jack, across from the drawing boy.

"You must be Dan." The girl in the pink dress says to me, without looking up from her box. Slenderman grabs a bowl and puts some Captain Crunch in it, waiting for Jeff to finish using the milk. "My name is sally. Do you like it here?" She now looks at me, and as she's sitting up I can see a brown teddy bear in her lap.

"Uh, I think so. Anyway, Sally, how did you know my name?" I smile at her, but I am genuinely worried.

"Oh," She says, looking up once more and glancing at Jeff. He has a angry look on his face, as if she is going to say something he doesn't want to. Sally looks back at me, and answers "Well, I overheard you guys coming in last night. Jack said your name, and I just remembered it I guess. I remember weird things sometimes." She giggles a little, then looks at slenderman. He puts the cereal before her and she starts eating, finishing the puzzles on the cereal box with her eyes.

Jack! That's blue masks name. "So," I casually say to Jack, "How is she doing?" He just laughs, almost spitting out his mouthful of cereal.

"Oh, she's very dead." He says, and as he forgot to move his mask back down i can see the blood on his face mix with tears of laughter. "On the surgery table. And by that i mean the floor of the basement. I'm surprised her screams didn't wake anyone up." I laugh a little too, but not as much as he does. "Don't worry, though. After she passed out i cut her throat so there is no way she is coming back."

I glance back over to the boys drawing, and see more bloody art. Now, it's a incredibly realistic drawing of a girl with her throat cut open, a bloodied axe is drawn next to her. This axe matches the ones the boy has strapped to his belt.

I eat the English breakfast, then speak to Jeff.

"Hey, would i be able to go home to get some clothes?" I ask, fully accepting him to agree.

"No. It's too dangerous. One of us will have to come with you." He seems very serious about this, and he must see how confused I am. "There was a massacre at a party last night, with more than one person missing. You are one of the ten we took, and they will be looing for you. The first place will be at your house. You cannot go alone, as many of the survivo-."

"Fine, but who will go with me?" I complain, just to stop his lecture.

"Well Smiley does need a walk, and everyone else will be busy with the living 8 we took, so we could come?"

I agree and we all stand, and after a few moments for me to freshen up in the bathroom we leave.