Jeff the Killer x Reader: Don't Go to Sleep

Meeting The Gang/The Plan (10)

Jeff's P.O.V:

Coming back here was never really my plan when I first escaped. I thought I was finally free of this place but yet here I am again, but this time with a purpose. To save you. Looking back this was all my fault if I would have just ignored you this whole mess could have been avoided but then again, Mindfreak could have still come back. I or we could have been better prepared for this upcoming event. Why do I feel a sense of regret? Do I regret not killing you? Do I regret leaving this place? Questions I can't seem to answer and it's annoying the crap out of me! But now I'm in this situation and I fell for you hard. Do I regret falling for you? Maybe but at the same time,I feel kinda glad I met you. My heart was frozen solid but like magic and all that Lovie dovie bullshit, you somehow melted it. With my thoughts keeping me busy and with Ben on my back I didn't notice we were only a few feet away from the mansion. I had the same uneasy feeling from when I first arrived, talk about deja vu. But when I stepped up onto the porch, Jack paused for a moment and turned to me.

"You have worked so hard to escape. You have managed to run and hide from us for two years. I understand you want Mindfreak dead as do the rest of us. But yet, here you are with Ben on your back and willing to step back inside when I could have dealt with her. So, why come back?" Jack questioned me. I was quiet for a moment, he took it as that I didn't want to answer but when he turned back. I had one.

"It's for her" I muttered.

"For who?" he raised an eyebrow.

"(Y/N)" I said. Jack seemed confused, he had no idea who I was talking about. But of course, he hasn't met her nor even knows she exists.

"Pardon?"

"Mindfreak's host. That's not her real body, the body belongs to (y/n) and I am trying to save her" I spoke while swallowing my pride.

"I never thought you were the hero type" Jack commented.

"Not really. I just care about her"

"Is that so?"

"Yep" I simply said

"Well be careful. One day someone tells you that they care about you then the next minute you are..."

"Oh shut up Jack I don't need to hear your fucking sob story for the 50th time!" I interrupted. Jack, of course, frowned at me for interrupting his crazy sob story. I mean get over it already, just because the same situation happened to you doesn't mean it will for me. Will it? No! I have no time to think about that right now all I really care about right now is killing that bitch and getting you back into my arms once again. I want to hold you like I did every night when you awoke from your nightmares only this time, I want to hold you when you're not scared. I want to express my feelings in every shape and form to the best of ability. So I can see that wonderful smile on your face, oh god how I miss that. I awoke from daze the moment I heard the door open to the mansion, the sound sent a slight chill down my spine. I walked into the dark and dusty old place, still the same as how I remember it.

"Jeffery?" a small, little voice called out, I look over to my left and there was Sally standing beside me.

"Oh hey, Sally" I greeted her.

"You came back" she smiled at me.

"Yea I did, but I won't be here for long" her smiled quickly faded, then she floated in front of me.

"Why?" she asked looking at me with her sorrow-filled eyes. Sally was one of the members here that actually liked me, she looked up to me as a big brother figure. It was annoying at first but I grew to like it.