Goodbye.

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Jas caught up with Jeff. "Hey, you okay? You just walked out."

Jeff ignored her.

She rolled her eyes. "You care about them, Jeff...your parents. Even though you killed them."

He stopped and stared at her, emotions flickering behind his dead eyes. Confliction.

"And Jeff...you don't love me, do you?"

He took his knife out of his pocket, running his finger along the blade. Jas watched as he stroked it.

"No." He answered, his voice flat. "I don't."

She blinked and her eyes filled with tears. He hands shook and her breath stuttered. "I knew it."

Jeff watched coldly. "The only reason I kept you around was to help me satisfy the Feeling...the only reason I have to live. I loved toying with you heart before..."

Jas choked on her tears. "Jeff..."

He held up the knife. "But I'm better off alone. Leave! Now!"

Jas sobbed again, but held her ground. Jeff started breathing heavily, his hands shaking more and more. "Go, or I'll kill you."

Jas shook her head wildly.

Jeff chuckled.

He raised his knife higher, and pointed it right at her face. Jas didn't move.

Jeff smiled cruelly. "I really, really can't resist anymore."

Jas took her hands off her face. "Do it." She whispered hoarsely.

Jeff's knife rested on the point between her eyes- and dragged sideways.

Screams filled the dead, night air as blood sprayed from her eyes, staining the bitumen red. Jeff sliced her left eye as well, then shoved her over to the ground.

Jas lay on the ground, crying from the pain of her eyes and her heart.

Jeff stood over her coldly, then left her to die, alone on the ground.



AN:

I'm sorry....but I'm very not.

Did you think Jeff the Killer really loved someone?

Book two, coming in two minutes or already here probably. 

Have fun!

- TwylaX

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