I'm his sister / Jeff the Killer

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

*Carah POV*

My eyes slightly opened. Everything was hazy and I had a giant headache. My face was in so much pain, I didn't want to look at my face. Once I blinked a couple times my vision finally cleared. I brought my hand up to my face and flinched when I touched my nose. My hand moved down to my mouth to feel scabs and my lips were swollen. I felt my eye and it was really sore. I finally looked around at where I was. It was a room almost hospital like. There was two rows of white beds and I was laying in one. I looked to the far left wall and noticed medical supplies. On the right was a door. I tried to stand and successfully did. My head felt like I had needles jabbing into the back of my scull though. I looked down and noticed I had on different clothes. Some that I had packed in my bag. My white T-shirt and my black sweatpants. I had no socks or shoes on so when I walked on the white tile my feet made sticky noses as they stuck slightly. I opened the white door to see an empty hallway. The only door was the one to the room I was standing in so I walked out and down the hallway.

I tried to remember how I got here but everything was blank. All I remembered was that girl as she tried to kill me.

"Hello"? I said only hearing the echo of my voice.

When I turned the corner to the next hallway I saw doors. As I got closure I could see names on the doors. The first door on the right said Jack. It was just a plan brown door. The next door said Ben. It was a green door. The door across from it on the right said Masky. His door was black. I was about to knock when I noticed the next door. It was completely red and said Hoodie. The door that fought my attention was the last door down this hallway. It said Jeff.

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My fear grew as I hesitantly opened the door. There was a bed with the covers completely messed up like someone had just woken up and left. Over the bed was a window that casted shadows in the room. There were clothes all over the floor even though they were all white hoodies and black pants. They all had something in common. They were covered in blood. The room stunk of it. It smelt like death and I had to cover my nose to keep from puking. On the right side of the room sat a desk with a computer on it. There were tally marks all over the rooms walls. I didn't know why but it scared me. There were hundreds of them and I didn't want to be in this room any longer. Just as I was about to leave I noticed that the computer was on and opened up to a page. I slowly walked to it and stared at it in fear and confusion. On the screen was me. A picture of me and my name in the search bar. Why was Jeffrey searching me? The feeling over whelmed me and I turned to leave but came face to face with Jeffrey.

I didn't want to be scared so I just stood there waiting for him to say something. I noticed how pale his skin was and how large his eyes were. His smile made me slightly uncomfortable but I couldn't help but still see my little brother in his eyes.

"You know snooping through other peoples stuff is considered rude". He said in his raspy voice. I hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I'm sorry. I - I was just looking for you". I said not knowing what else to say. In all honesty when I woke up I was looking for anybody.

He chuckled before he moved away from the door. As he moved in the light I finally saw his entire face. Surprisingly it didn't bother me. He sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to him with his hand. I moved slowly but sat down. He stared at me like he was studying me. I slightly squirmed out of awkwardness and Jeffrey finally looked away.

"Well I imagine you have lots of questions so let's go to the library". He said standing. It felt like he was holding something back. An explanation for everything I don't know. I realized though that he was different his body movements weren't the same as my little care free brother. He was grown up now.