Jeff the killer/bloody love

bloody nightmares

I was in the woods. but why?

I was half naked, I didn't have shoes or pants on. I could feel the hot air brush up against my face. it was dark out and the only light around was the moon. I looked at the sky but saw no stars, just a really pale moon.

a crow flashed by me and started circling around me. the air around me started to get tieter. more crows started circling me. I was gonna suffocate to death.

I started seeing a small light coming from the sky.

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my eyes shot open.

" I'm gonna ask you one more time bitch. where.is.the.knife!."

Jeffreys pov.

I wake up feeling pain all over my body. what the Fuck happened?. that's when I saw it. and that's when I fell out of what appears to be a queen size bed right on to my flat ass. I was face to face with the last person I saw. but why?. memories started flowing back. and that when I felt the anger grow inside of me. not paying attention to my broken leg that still hurt but not as much as it did for some reason?, I hoped on top of the girl and started choking her with my good arm and my bad one.

that's when the girl's eyes shot open. she was looking at me like I was the bad guy?, well I am but still. that's all I could see in her eye's.

" I'm gonna ask you one more time bitch." I could feel the adrenaline. "where.is.the.knife. "

Rebecca's pov

he was choking me!. well I had that coming." in...in.....th......safe!." I could barly talk, he was pushing really hard on my windpipe.

"where!." he started pushing harder. " the c-loset!." he smiled wildly at me before jumping off and limped over to the closet. I sat up grabbing my throat.

Fuck! he has a strong grip. as I was hyperventilating I looked over at Jeffrey. he was surrounded by my clothes and he was holding my little metal box that had a key hole on the side of it. he dropped the box on the floor and started limped towards me. he grabbed the neck of my shirt and pulled me towards his face.

" where's the key." his and my face were so close. I could feel his hot breath brush against my cheeks.

" ah.....in a my bra but I'll. " I felt him slide his another hand up my shirt and start feeling around for the key. " ah!." I slapped him.  I grabbed his hand that out shock to the slap grabbed one of my breast.

"Fuck!. that hurts. let go!." I started digging my finger nails into his hand. " give me the key and I'll let go!." with that said and me being in a great deal of pain. " it's in the left one!." was all I could say.

I then felt his hand let go but then he stuffed his hand into my left cup.

I was shocked at his lack of respect for a women's special places. he just kept staring at me. then I felt his hand retracting from my bra.

"thanks." he let go of my shirt and ran back over to the metal box.

" why in the Fuck did you do that! I could of gotten the key for you!" he looked at my with a psychotic smile on his face. " well that wouldn't be as fun now would it." he then turned his attention back to the box." click!". I heard the little box pop open and saw the beautifully engraved knife.

he grabbed the knife and looked at me. " well I think that I have one more thing to take care of.

"care of........ oh shit ". he looked at me like that's not what I'm suppose to say. I run over to him and grabbed his arm that had the bandage on it and pulled him to the bed and pushed him down onto it. I opened the drawer next to my bed and grabbed the vodka and more bandages.

" what the Fuck are you doing." he started to get up but I pushed him back down and started unraveling the bandage on his leg.

"stop the bone in my leg is sticking out and your just gonna make it worse." when the bandage was off he looked shocked?.

" what the Fuck did you do to my leg." I was looking straight at him now.

" I jammed the bone back in and got the bullet out of your arm." he looked even more shocked.

" why?." he just looked at me like that wasn't the right thing to do.

"you were bleeding to death and I didn't want the smell of blood on my rage." I stood up And grabbed his arm. he flinched at the touch of my hand. and then he realized that he wasn't wearing his hoodie.

"where's my hoodie?." I pointed to a hamper in the corner of my room. he stood up and started walking.

" Rebecca are you up?." when I heard my mother's voice and the key go in the door I grabbed Jeffrey's shoulders and through him on the floor. 

"the Fu...." I kicked him in the stomach and rolled him under the bed. my mother was in the door way looking me. " what are doing?."

" ah... I just slipped on my hoodie that's all." I was sitting on Jeffries hoodie. " well okay, you want something to eat?."

"ah...n...yes! please." when I was gonna say no Jeffrey decided to pull on my hair as a way of saying yes.

" ah.....okay?." she left the door to my room open and went down stairs.

" damnit Jeffrey that really hurt" Jeffrey?".

I looked behind me to see that he was just staring at me. then he jumped on me and tackled me to the ground. he held my hands over my head and just looked at me.

"DON'T CALL ME JEFFREY! ."