Underestimated (Jeff The Killer fanfic)

Boys Will Be Boys

As Jeff ran, he quickly lifted his hand to shield his eyes from drying out.

Jeff lifted his hoddy to covered his head when he remembered he wasn't to be in the human realm without some sort of disguise.

Sometimes, it doesn't matter how beautiful I am, I would really like my fucking eyelids back! He thought as his momentum faded and his run turned into a walk.

"Hey man, can I bum a cigg off you", Jeff heard a man say from across the street.

He looked over and positioned his head so his hoody casted a shadow over his face.

As he looked at the man, the feeling slowly crept from its hiding place and took over his mind.

"Yeah, sure", he said menacingly.

He walked over to the man and smiled sinfully.

"Thanks man, can I get a light too", the man said while running his slim fingers through his messy light brown hair.

"Sure", Jeff said while slowly reaching into his pocket, "but you know, you look pretty young... You really shouldn't talk to strangers...a lot of people out here can make you... go to sleep".

That being said, Jeff tackled the man and pulled out his knife.

"What the FUCK?!?", the man screamed as Jeff's hoddy fell from his face and he smiled.

"Aren't I beautiful?", Jeff asked before plunging the knife into the man's stomach and dragging it downward.

As the life of the man slowly drifted out of his body, Jeff looked at the man and whispered into his ear "this is why we don't talk to strangers".

Jeff hopped to his feet and grabbed the man by his ankles.

"Fuck, you're a heavy one aren't you buddy".

"Hey man... You need some help? Everything okay over there", Jeff heard a gruff voice say from, once again, across the street.

"God damnit! What is it national Walk The Street Jeff Is On Day? No we're fine my friend here just drank a little too much that's all now go on about your business before I do something you really don't want me to do", he said angrily without turning to look at the man at all.

"Well shit I thought maybe you wanted a little help getting who ever this is into a place where no one would find him but I guess not so I'll just go back to the mansion and tell slender that you'll be back soon", the man said.

Jeff turned around and looked at the man who had been hiding in the shadows across the street.

When he looked at the man a bit closer he saw the black hoodie and blue mask with some sort of black substance leaking from the eyeless sockets.

"Fucking E.J.! Don't play around like that you dumb fuck! Get your ass over here and help me drag this guy somewhere, I have no clue where the hell to put him".

E.J. laughed slightly and walked over to Jeff quickly.

"Move, I haven't eaten today and I'm hungry as hell... I hope it's okay with you if I mooch off your catch here", he said pointing to the corpse laying limply on the solid black asphalt.

"I don't give a shit, I was going to take the kidneys out for you anyway", Jeff said while looking up at the only street light for another half mile.

"Sweet. So where are you coming from", E.J. said while pulling out his scalpel and beginning to gut the man for his kidneys.

"My next set victims house. I think she's going to put up a fight and you know how much I love a good fight".

"Jeff, you know what happened the last time you did this! Are you trying to make that happen again? We told you, never go to a victim's house! Weird things always happen to you when you stalk them first you idiot", E.J. said stopping to look Jeff in his eyes.