Jeff The Killer X Reader

Chapter 42

Jeff T.K. POV
I couldn't help but groan as light beams down directly into my eyes, causing me to look away almost instantly. I was unsure of what had happened. I didn't remember laying in the bed or falling asleep.. The last thing I remember was taking some pills from BEN to help me sleep.. But usually I would remember things after taking them..
I go to stand off the bed but become dizzy from head rush as I do so. Causing me to stumble forward, almost falling over. Luckily I manage to catch myself, preventing me from falling.
"Ugh my head.."
I mumble, slowly making my way out of my room, dragging my feet along the floor.
"[Name]?"
I call, in the hope she would be nearby. I wanted to see her to make sure she was okay. Last time I checked she was on the bed, but she clearly wasn't anymore.
Just as I begin to wonder where she was, EJ walked by. If anyone knew where she was, it would be him.
"Yo, EJ! Have you seen [Name]?"
I ask, quickly jogging up to him to catch up as he speed walks down the hall to the kitchen. But he soon stops once he hears me, turning around and watching me as I approach.
"She's gone. Slender sent her away."
"WHAT?!"
I was shocked. Why the hell would Slender do that?! She didn't do anything!
"Slender gave her the option to stay or leave. If she stayed she'd die but if she left, she would live."
I breathe a sigh of relief. If she left, it means she would still be alive and I could go find her.
"So she left. But Slender lied and sent Rake to kill her anyway."
"WHAT THE FUCK! Jack why didn't you go help her or stop Rake!?"
I hear a low snarl as EJ leans down, his mask only inches away from my face.
"Because. I, do not, give, a fuck, about, her."
He says with slight pauses for emphasis before leaning back and continuing to walk to the kitchen.
I was furious. How dare he say such a thing.
"ILL FUCKING KILL YOU!"
I roar as I charge right for him, grabbing my knife from my pocket and jumping on his back, my arms wrap around his neck and I desperately try to slit his throat. But he thrashed around so much at such a speed, I needed both my arms just to hold on so he couldn't throw me off. But he suddenly reaches back and grabs me, throwing me to the floor. Instantly grabbing his scalpel from his pocket.
"What you gonna do with that Jack?! HUH?! Dissect me?!"
I couldn't help but laugh hysterically. His weapon was of such poor choice, it was almost cute. However, I was caught off guard and suddenly feel a sharp pain to my collar bone. I gasp and look down to see a long gash, blood soaking my hoodie. Staining it from white to red.
"May not look like a lot but it makes an easy job for fast killings."
He growls as he lashes forward at me again, slashing across my arm before I even had chance to react.
Due to his monster-ish characteristics. He was able to move a lot faster than me.
"You're not playing fair Jack."
I groan as I lock my eyes dead on his mask, watching as his head tilts.
"Who said anything about playing fair?"
He asks before charging at me full speed, forcing me down on the floor as he towers over me. He was about to shove his scalpel right through my neck but I manage to catch his hand just in time. Desperately trying to push his hand away. But he was so strong, my arms practically began to shake the harder I tired.
"Why are you being such an asshole Jack!"
"Because all this is your fault! You're the one who invited Candypop here! He killed the only thing I cared about in this world. I will not forgive you or him for that!"
He yells angrily, putting more force into his hand, causing me to struggle more. I take the risk of trying to push him off with one hand, reaching for my knife with the other. But, as I do so, my other arm grows weak, allowing the tip of the scalpel blade to slowly cut into my skin. Gripping my knife tightly, I quickly swing it up, plunging it into his neck, ripping it all the way across before yanking it out. Blood gushes from his throat as he gargles and gags, dropping the scalpel and reaching up to his neck, pressing against it trying to stop the blood. But it was too late for him. He gasped dramatically for air as his arms became limp. His body eventually dropping to the floor with a thud.
Wasting no time, I stand to my feet and rush out the kitchen door, heading into the forest to find [Name].