Killer Lover

The Story

Hi there. I am Lily Akins and I am a killer. I wasn’t always a killer, at least not until I met him, Jeff the Killer. It all started a couple months ago in the middle of the night. I was sleeping until I was woken up by my door opening. I thought it was my sister, Steph. “Go back to sleep Steph.” I said. “Oh, I’m not Steph.” The voice replied with a tone that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I quickly turned around in my bed to see who made that voice when a hand covered my mouth, preventing me to scream as I see my attackers face.

                He had pale skin, basically white with cold, hard, black eyes that never seemed to blink. He had long, shaggy, black hair that ended below his shoulders and he was thin, very thin. He was wearing a blood stained white hoodie and black dress pants. The thing that stood out the most was his smile. He had a smile up to his cheek bones but it was not a normal smile, his smile was carved into his face, a forever smile. I was still staring at him; shocked by the way he looked. He looked insane. The thing that startled me is that I thought he was cute. “How stupid of me! He’s trying to kill me and I’m thinking he’s cute?” I thought. That’s when I saw the knife. I started fighting for my life and then he kissed me.

                I was so shocked and confused at what was going on. First he wanted to kill me and now he’s kissing me? I finally snapped back and pulled away from his kiss. When I looked at him again, his look changed. His eyes where softer, not the cold, hard eyes I saw a moment before. He looked less insane. He looked around for a second or two and then he ran out of my room. I was so confused. “What the hell just happened?” I thought. After a couple minutes, I went back to sleep and did not wake up for the rest of the night.

                When I woke up I was just as confused as I was last night. I blew it of as a weird dream. I looked at the time, 8:38. “Shit! I’m going to be late for class!” I thought as I jumped out of bed. I quickly took a shower and got dressed and ran out the door to my car. I put the keys in and… nothing. My car is out of gas. “God damn-it!” I thought as I ran to my garage. “There has to be an extra can of gas dad left in here.” I looked everywhere and then I found it. “BINGO!” I shouted as I ran back to my car. Once I finished filling up the car I jumped in and speed off down the road. As I reached my school I parked the car and ran out.  My friends were waiting for me inside. “Hey Lily! Where have you been?” Ashley asked. “I slept in and then my car was out of gas.” I said. “Oh no! That’s terrible!” Kat said. I laughed. “It’s fine. I’m here now.” “Well class is about to start, let’s get going” Ashley said. “Alright. Hey! Let’s hang after school!” Kat said. “Sounds good! See you later!” I said.

                We all went to the mall after school and hung around laughing and joking with each other. The entire time I was thinking if I should tell them about last night. I decided to keep it my secret. I don’t want to sound insane. Around 6:30 we all went to Apple Bee’s for dinner. We sat at a booth talking about everything in our lives. Kat just got a boyfriend. I am the only one single now. Then I remembered last night. What was that about? Did he like me? Would he give me another chance? No. I’m crazy. He would kill me in a heartbeat. But he didn’t last night. I started to feel sick. “I have to go home, I’m not feeling well.” I said to my friends. “Aw, hope you feel better!” Kat said. “Bye! Get better!” Ashley said.

                As I was driving home I just kept getting worse. I ended up having to pull over to throw up. As I was sitting a police car comes up with their lights flashing and sirens going off. The cop came out and asked me “Miss, are you feeling alright?” “Yeah, just feeling a little sick that’s all.” I said. “How old are you, miss?” the cop asked. “I am 17.” “Have you had anything to drink tonight?” the cop asked. “No.” “Miss, I’m going to need you to stand up for me.” I sighed and stood up. I was very dizzy. “Can you walk strait on this line for me please?” the cop said pointing to the white line marking the edge of the road. I was starting to get mad but I did it anyway. “Ok miss, please blow on this.” She handed me a Breathalyzer. She really thought I was drunk? I did anyway. I didn’t feel like going to jail. “Ok, miss your fine. Do you need a ride home?” she asked. I was finally able to go home. “No, I’m fine. I can survive.” I said. “Ok. You have a good night Miss.” she said as she walked back to her police car. “What a night.” I said to myself. I got back in the car and drove home. I didn’t even change into my PJ’s and got in bed and fell asleep.