(Jeff x Jane) Jealous Jinx

Chapter 1

Jane's POV

I just woke up from my nap, I got off my bed and walked over to my- MY DIARY IS GONE! Who would- BEN! I quickly ran downstairs, into the living room where Ben and Jeff. I was about to just go over to him and ask him, but I heard Ben and Jeff talking. "Hey Jeff, can I ask you something?" Bien asked. "Um, sure I guess." Jeff said, while sipping his soda. "Well, I was wondering if maybe you liked Jane?" Ben said. Crap he did read it! "Um, listen Ben, I don't like Jane and I never will." Jeff said, which broke my heart into a million pieces. I could feel myself about to break out crying, but I didn't I ran out the backdoor. I began to cry into my black hoodie. I wiped my tears away, and started to walk. I felt little raindrops hit my head. Just my luck, it started raining, alot. I walked back to the over world. I walked back to my old house from when I was a kid. I opened the front door and took my soaking wet hoodie off. I walked over to the dusty old couch, but there was boxes on it. What the, I never took any boxes out. I looked at one of the boxes to see what it said. It said 'Jane's toys'. I opened the box and it had all my old toys. I had alot of toys from when I was younger. I went though all my old dusty toys, but one caught my eye, a dark purple music box. I pulled it out, I remember it when I was a kid. It used to be my favorite toy ever, there was a doll that came with it, and her name was Jinx, I used to pretend that she was alive her, and the scarecrow in the backyard, and I'd pretend that my cat and dog could talk too. But Jinx was my all time favorite. She had long purple hair, a dark purple shirt with long sleeves and a cross it, a dark purple skirt, and long little boots. Cause before Jeff moved across the street I had no friends, so I would pretend that all my toys could talk. I got off the couch and walked into the backyard. I heard something in the shed. I reached into my pocket, crap I left my knife at home! I walked over to the shed and looked thought the little crack, and it looked like people. I accidentally hit the door with my foot. "Who's there?" A robot voice said. I heard someone walking over to the door. I closed my eyes. "Jane?" The robot voice said. I opened my eyes. It was a girl, it looked like Jinx, except she had short hair, clothes were very dirty, and she had stitches on her neck but it looked like someone slit her troat but she stitched it up. "How do you know my name?"