I woke up in my car again. I was sore on my back. I decided its best to drive home. It was still dark. I started the car and went home. When I got home, my mom was gone. Great! I have the house to myself. I decided to take a shower to relax myself and clean the cuts. I examined the cuts and none of them where deep enough for stitches. I got out and dried myself and went to sleep.
I woke up at 6.30 from my alarm. Thursday morning, school day. I jumped in the shower and cleaned myself, dried off, and got dressed. I got in the car and drove to school. My friends where waiting for me in our first hour class, math. "Hey, [Y/N]. Where have you been?" [F/N] asked. "I have just been..." I try to think of something that I can say. "...sick." "Sure you have..." [F/N] said. Just as (he/she) said that the bell rang and we all took our seats.
After school I went home and sat in my room doing my homework and doodling Jeff in my notebook. I hear laughter behind me. I quickly turn around to get pushed back on my bed. "Aw, you fantasize about me. How cute." he said teasing me with his knife, tracing my jaw line. I could not move, I was to afraid. "Are you scared?" Jeff asked. I could not speak, all that left my mouth was a small squeak. "Ha, you are." With that he crashed his lips into mine. I jumped in shock, causing his knife to cut just under my cheek. I tried to get away from his kiss but he just held me firm in my place. He pulled away and used his knife to tilt my head up and he kissed my neck. I heard the garage open, my mom is home. Jeff heard it as well. He got up, smiled, and left out the window.
I sat there paralyzed. W-what happened? I realized I was shaking. I calmed myself down and went downstairs to greet my mom. "Hello darling! What are you doing up so la-" she paused. "What happened!" she yelled. I remembered the cut on my cheek. "Oh, this?" I said. "Nothing to worry about." "It looks bad" "Mom, its just a scratch." "Ok, fine. As I was saying, What are you doing up so late?" she asked. "Doing homework." I said grabbing an apple out of the fridge and taking a bite out of it. "You need your sleep, [Y/N]. You are going to be tired tomorrow." "Ugh. Whatever." "Go to sleep,[Y/N]." she said again in a stricter tone. "Fine." I said trowing away my apple core. When I got up to my room, there was a peice of paper in the window. It read...
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Hey [Y/N],
I will be back. Don't worry, I won't hurt you... at least not intentionally. Sleep well, [Y/N], for you will need the rest.
~Jeff
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What does that mean?! Reading that sent shivers down my back. Well, I can't disobey a killer. I thought as I got in bed and fell asleep.
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:|A/N|: I know... it sucks. Well this is the best I can do for now. Its 11:30 at night and I am very tired. I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP!!! lol jk well thx 4 reading and have a good day! BYEEEEEEE!
