Jeff's POV
I didn't kill her. Why the fuck didn't I kill her? I had her, she was mine. She stopped fighting me, she was accepting her fate, so why couldn't I do it? I've never hesitated before, let alone let someone live. I've never intended to spare a life, ever. So why the fuck did I let her live?
She never showed any fear the entire time I attacked her. Not even a hint of fear shone in her bright blue eyes. Not once. She just kept fighting until I made it to where she couldn't move; she actually put up a pretty good fight. An exciting fight. Was it all just a big joke to her? Was I a joke to her?
I better not be.
And when I finally had her pinned, when I finally had the chance to end her life, I didn't. I actually didn't do it. Why couldn't I do it? Was it because she didn't fear me? Was it because she looked at me in the eyes instead of my smile? Was it because she calmly looked at me in the eyes instead of my smile?
I have no idea.
I looked over my shoulder to the direction where she walked away from me. She sat in the corner of the cell, her left let out strait and her right leg bent. She looked to be staring off into nothing, lost in her own thoughts. Her long brunette locks fell over her shoulders, reaching her lap. What was she thinking about?
"It's rude to stare, ya know." she suddenly said, copying what I had said to her before.
I chuckled. "I've never cared." I replied, as I turned and sat at the opposite corner from her.
She huffed, not surprised in the slightest of my answer. "Of course not."
I chuckled. Maybe I didn't kill her because she's quite entertaining, which I'll admit, I'd rather have her in here with me than be in here alone. Not because I'm lonely, which I'm not, but because I'll have someone to talk to instead of listening to the constant voices in my head.
They're very irritating after a while.
Don't get me wrong, Emily can get very irritating very quickly, but she also manages to make me chuckle a little bit, even when I rage. Not everyone can do that. The only real problem is that she doesn't fear me. Not even a little bit. That needs to be fixed. Then, when she finally is afraid of me, I'll have the satisfaction of killing her.
And I know just how to do it.
- another short chapter, just to see a little bit of what's going on in Jeff's head at this point in the story. Let me know what you all think, and what direction you think this story should go, since I still haven't quite decided yet ;) The next chapter will be longer, like usual . See you all there ~
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Corrupted (Jeff the Killer Fanfiction) Book 1
TerrorEmily is a patient at an asylum. Her past is unknown, as well as her last name. All they know of her is that she is short-tempered, manipulative, and dangerous. And now they've finally done it. They've finally managed to capture the dangerous seria...
