~I'm the Psychopath~? §!Jeff the killer × Reader!§

.Chapter two.

Heavy breaths came from the girl as she sped walked along the sidewalk of Jenna's neighborhood. Her house was near the back and around the  pond. It took about an hour or two to reach the house but it would surely be worth it.

Moving along the houses, she saw the familiar house in sight. No cars parked around it nor in the opened garage which made (Y/n) curse under her breath. She made her way up Jenna's driveway before making it to her front door. The glass part in the door showed that Jenna was sitting alone in the living room while Lighlia stood in the kitchen, holding the phone above her and pressing her B cup titties together. (Y/n) rolled her eyes before glancing over and seeing if she could sneak around the back. Suddenly she heard the sound of a dog whine. The sudden memory of Jenna's dog popped into her head. They kept him as an outside dog after tearing up the furniture. Sighing, she had to take the hard way.

(Y/n) rose her hand and rung the doorbell before bolting behind a punching bag that hung only a few feet from the door. Almost immediately after hiding, she heard the door creek open. Lighlia peered out and joked around about how a ghost could've rung the bell till (Y/n) made her way from the bag, grabbing Lighlia's hair and dragging her to the ground. (Y/n) then kicked the door shut and wrapped her hands around her throat. Surprisingly, she didn't hear Jenna move or even scream.

"The bitch fell asleep." (Y/n) smiled to herself as Lighlia slowly lost air. Her squirms and struggles weakened as her eyes rolled to the back her head. The girl's body fell limp.

Swallowing and looking around, she grabbed a fist full of Lighlia's hair before dragging her into the nearby woods.

The thick trees made it almost impossible for (Y/n) to drag her. The thorny vines and bushes gripped onto both her abd Lighlia's clothes, tearing at it. Small twigs tangled around (Y/n)'s feet once or twice but she eventually got them off.

What seemed like hours of walking through the dark forest, she found an opening with a small abandoned shack placed in the middle. The wood on the shack was rotten and chippy along with the caved in roof. Long vines from different kinds of plants leached against the walls of the rotten place. The wood had became a dark, wet black color. All together, the shack was disgusting.

Sighing, (Y/n) heard a small whimper from behind her. Glancing back, she saw her victim had woken up. Lighlia looked around before realizing who had her by the hair.

"(Y/n)?! What the fuck? Let me go!" Lighlia snarled out, frowning deeply. Her arms were sliced up along with her bare, pale face. Her crystal blue eyes shot bullets into (Y/n)'s figure that was swallowed in darkness.

"Hm.. Sounds like you missed me." (Y/n) smiled before yanking on her hair harder than before, causing her to let out a slight scream. Pulling her into the rotten shack, she made her way into the first room.

The furniture was still placed neatly in the mini shack. What looked like the remains of a torn chair and pillows sat in the corner, near a small hallway. Fuzz and wood chippings from the walls and ceiling coated the float. A wooden table chair laid sideways near the door.

Once in the middle of the room, (Y/n) dropped the girl and kicked her throat, causing her to grasp ot and try to breath in. Loud coughs came from her as (Y/n) hurried and grabbed the wooden chair and placed it next to Lighlia. Lighlia coughed and spat on the ground as the (h/c)ed girl forcefully grabbed her and set her on the chair. Lighlia became submissive and afraid, making things much easier for (Y/n).

"Stay." (Y/n) demanded, slipping the wires from her pocket. Lighlia shook her head as tears streamed down her face. Trying to push her kidnapper away, she slapped her, causing Lighlia to let out a small squeak.