Jeff's POV:
I quickly kissed her to keep her from yelling. I just want her to be safe. Is that too much to ask?
Now was my chance.
I pulled out a needle before stabbing it into Isabel's arm and pushing down to expel the fluid into her bloodstream. I smiled at the fact that my plan was going into effect.
I pulled my lips away from hers as her eyes started drooping, but before she could black out, she said one word.
"Why~?" she whispered.
"It's for your own good, my love." I said.
Isabel's POV:
I woke up to find myself not in my own room. It was dark, and cool, but not cold. I sat up on the bed I was now on, looking around. There was one window, letting in some moonlight to reveal an average room with a dresser and desk.
"How did I get here?" I asked myself. All I remember is the kiss, some pain in my arm, and then nothing. Did Jeff do this?
Exhausted, I yawned, and collapsed, falling back to sleep.
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When I woke up, I felt something grip me from behind. I looked back to see Jeff laying there with a night-mask over his eyes. I turned over to face him, and stroked his nose, causing him to squirm in his sleep. I giggled quietly, admiring his sleeping figure. I tried to get up, but I felt something cold around my ankles. I flipped over the covers to find a shakle on my ankle.
'What the actual fuck?!' I yelled internally.
I heard a groan next to me. I looked over and saw Jeff getting up, removing his mask. He smiled at me.
"Well, someone's up." he said.
"W~!? What the fuck is this shit?! I'm shakled to a fucking bed! Of course I'm up!" I screamed. He just chuckled darkly.
"Of course. I can't let you go now, Isabel. You're mine, and I'll make sure that you stay mine."
He got a look of lust in his eyes, causing my body to tense up. Oh gog, what have I gotten myself into?
A/N:
So my writer's block has declined, so I'm going to do all that I can to continue writing this story. I'm sure you guys can already guess what's going to happen next, huh? *wink wink nudge nudge*
I've also had a lot of schoolwork to do, since most of my classes are advanced. And...I've had some emotional stuff going on; not the bad kind, but that'll be resolved very soon.
And, I've been doing some drawing and writing for three, yes, THREE manga stories. One will be on my EJ story that is on here, another is creepypasta-related, and the last one will be science-fiction and really nerdy. Yes, I'm a HUGE nerd, and I'm not ashamed of it.
N3RD2 RUL3 B17)(32!!
And I've been reading the rest of homestuck, which will be updated very soon!! I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY I'M GOING TO FLIP A SHIT RIGHT OF THIS FUCKING METEOR!! eheheh.
Sweet Dreams,
SweetHomicide
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Stabbed With Love: A Yandere Jeff the Killer Love Story
RomanceIt's dangerous to love a killer. But what if you were to love a yandere killer? He becomes obsessed with her and everything that has to do with her. He may call it protection, but everyone else calls it possession. And she doesn't care.