Knife at my throat (Jeff the killer x Tough reader)

Chapter 1 (edited)

      "Uhhggg" I was sooo bored. sitting in class listening to my boring ass teacher drone on about stuff I don't need in my life. So I decided to walk out of class, again. " Y/N L/N WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING." the teacher shrieked in her 'teacher' voice as I walked out with no response. (Honestly i thought she would be used to it.) I don't know if she can be classed as a 'bad girl', I just walk out of class every so often. I do live in a nasty part of town with druggies, drunks and rapist. My parents are chill, and by that I mean they just don't care what I do. They don't really parent. Ya get what I'm sayin'.
I'm an only child, and no I don't get spoiled like you might think, quite the opposite I pay for almost everything I have. I'm a like to game, but I'm not that good at it, and I guess some might call me gothic. It's just that I like black but not much else.

I was walking home and I could already smell the stench weed within the ally's. Suddenly I was pulled back and pressed against a grimy wall.
"Now what's a pretty girl like you doin' down 'ere." Slurred a drunk
"Going home" I replied in a nonchalant tone ...because this happens all too often.
"I could take ya to mine 'hiccup' "he slurred again.
"Nope" and before he could reply he was knocked cold out from a fist in the face
"Dumb bastard" I said under my breath as I walked away from the unconscious body.

I finally made it home without any other interruptions. I went to the fridge to grab something to eat. My parents weren't home yet they normally come back late. So I cooked some pot noodles (cos I can) and sat down in front of our small tv and turned in some random programme.

(??? pov)

Hmmm this girl seemed interesting i see why HE sent me to look at her for a while. Of coarse she's just another...victim. But she is different.

(Y/N pov)

After I had my tea I went up to my room and got into my favourite pj's and went to bed. A few hours later I woke up to banging headache
"Ughh my head" I said as I felt a freezing cold breeze around me. I looked up to see my window wide open.
"Huh I'm sure I didn't leave it open."
I reached under my bed and took my small dagger out. I always kept on under my pillow, just in case.
I slowly, without making a sound, went to the light switch and flicked it on, and right in front of me was a pale, unblinking face. As soon as I saw it, it rushed toward me with a knife in his hand. I quickly blocked the attack and moved to the side, if his eyes could go wider I'm sure they would. He ran towards me again and slashed at my side, I dodged but not quick enough and earned a nick where his knife hit my Y/ST skin. I grunted and my eye flinched from the small amount of pain.
I then quickly went for his arm. I was lucky and managed to sliced through his white blood stained hoodie and go down to his skin. I looked into his blue eyes and saw fury,confusion and the want to kill. Next thing I know is that he is behind me with his knife against my throat.
"Aww well you tried." Whispered the stranger in a gruff voice that sent shivers down my spine
"Now I think it is time for you to GO TO SLE-"
Before he finished his sentence I had lifted my foot and kicked him in the crotch. I looked down at my killer whimpering like a puppy. I quickly pinned him down with my knife at his throat.
"Bet this is a change...Jeff."

(A/N hello my little assassins this is my first story and I am only making it because I don't like many of the others that I read, because the reader is almost always a wimp so I decided to change it. I hope you like this story.)