Twisted (Jeff the killer x fem reader) **Discontinued**

Day 2

You came to in a what was basically a padded box, no windows or bed. There was a small vent built into the ceiling for circulation in the corner but other than that there were no indications of that way was which. You felt very disoriented and began banging on the walls trying to find where the door was. Somewhere in the room there had to be a way out and you were gunna have to find it but you had no luck. This is just not your week sweetie. I'm sorry I don't see you trying to help us out!?! I know how to bide my time, and since I'm the sanest one you'd think you'd trust me. I'm sorry but I'm not the one who created a second persona as a way of accepting her Stockholm syndrome! Wow that was low.

You eventually got tired of trying to find an exit and laid down in the middle of your cell. You decided to sleep off the drowsiness and collect you thoughts but you never really got a chance since the second you laid down some big guy dropped down from the ceiling and picked you up while he got pulled out of the hole you were sat down in. You didn't see the part of the ceiling he dropped from but now you knew the exit was on the ceiling so you can somehow figure out how to get up there. 

"Whats going on?" you mumbled sleepily. 

"Rec time" Super muscle man said. "You may be in the high security facility but its still a hospital where we care about your recovery" You laughed at that. The staff gave zero fucks about your recovery it didn't take much to figure that out. These are the sort of people that puts on a show for the public while they get their kicks out of torturing societies outcasts behind closed doors. You had to give them points where it was due, making the operation a mental hospital was smart. Crazies would come and go over in the nice hospital but you highly doubted anyone made it out of here.

The warden, nurse, whatever he said he was threw you into what was apparently the rec room. It was a none padded room so already a nice change of scenery. It was an off-white colour and there wasn't much in there. Two bean bags by a table. A game of checkers. A sofa here and there. paper and crayons but that was it. Well with the exception of the four other patients and two guards at the door on the other side of the room. You sat on your own on a sofa and began to plot the way out. You could try seducing your way out starting with the guards that stood at that door. 

"Its misdirection." What? "The room leads to the place where the guards sleep during their shifts." Then some dude jumped onto the  sofa next to you. "Hello I'm Joe, I'm in here for shooting up my class last month then killing my parents when they asked while i was covered in blood when i got home and showing no signs of remorse for it while in court." 

"Do you feel remorse for it?" you asked

"Hell no every single one of those cunts deserved it."

"Hi there my names y/n." wow you've really got a thing for guys whose name begins with the letter J. How'd you no that's the guard room?"

He pointed at a brunette talking to one of the male patients. "Nymph Chloe. Using her nymphomania to everyone's advantage since six months ago. We have to call her nymph Chloe coz theres a nurse Chloe that we need to tell her apart from." He said nurse Chloe in a weird way that made him sound like he had a special hatred for the woman, you must remember to watch out for her when you meet her. 

"Okay, anyone else I should know about?" You asked the devilish man with dark brown hair and grey eyes. 

"Just a heads up. Even if you figure out an escape route you're gunna be here a while. Don't lose yourself while you're here. You seem like fun." You scoffed and shook your head. 

"Listen you're cute and all but i have a boyfriend, I promise you that he's like a million times crazier and better so like back off." You started laughing and then abruptly stopped and looked into his eyes. "Yeah sorry i don't have a boyfriend he left me to the cops and is the reason i'm in this funny farm but knowing him if i do somehow break out he'll find me and drag me back to that hellish life." 

"Alright lets see if I'm right. You've got a split personality, likely to deal with the abuse that came from that quote unquote boyfriend of yours and confusing feelings? He dragged you along on some murder sprees or something and that's why you're here?" He said slouching back in his seat seemingly satisfied with himself. That's cute you thought, lets knock him down a peg.

"Awe that's cute you listen and read hidden meaning. Now Mr know it all let me correct you on a something. I willingly murdered everyone he took me along with. Not even because its them or me, its because it was something fun to do. Nothing is more satisfying than making somebody smile. Even if it is just a case of carving one into they're face after brutally murdering them." You began laughing like a manic. Joe looked at you in awe. 

"Y/N I think I'm falling in love with you." He got down on his knees, held your hand and stared into your eyes. "You're crazy, a mass murderer and just everything I'd hope for in a partner. Y/N would you please do me the honor of escaping with me" 

You gasped and put your free hand on your chest, "Why, Joe, this is so unexpected. I don't know what to say except yes yes 1000 times."

So the two of you sat there, he told you about the other patients and guards. You bonded over your mutual distaste for people and started to plan your escape after explaining the routine and the layout hes figured out so far.

This was the start of a beautiful friendship