Evil Blood (Jeff the Killer Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Five

Georgia pulled me to my feet once my breathing evened out. "Who the hell was that, Georgia?" I ask her. "Katie, I-" "Georgia," I say. "Your brother died three years ago in a car crash. We all went to his funeral. We saw the casket get buried. Who. Was. That?"

Georgia sighs. "That was Jack. He didn't... actually die."

Georgia:

"What do you mean 'He didn't actually die?''' Katie yells. I take a deep breath and tell her the story.

I was sitting in the car with my step-dad -- who wasn't as humored by my actions as my mom. "Georgia Ray," he started. "What do you have to say for yourself?" I shake my head. "Why'd Mr. Topen call you and not mom?" "Because last time he called your mom she laughed in his face, said 'That is hilarious! Don't ever call me for something I won't punish my daughter for again, asshole' and got kicked off the property. She has a warrant against her now."

I snicker at the memory. "Young lady," Mark says. "You are in a deep pile of trouble right now. I wouldn't be laughing." I quickly shut up as we pull into the driveway. When we get inside, mom is laughing her ass off. "You dumped dissected frog in his desk drawers!" she laughed and pointed at me. I laughed with her. Mark's face gets red.

"Go to your room, Georgia," he says sternly. "We are not done discussing this." As I go upstairs, I hear Mark and my mom start arguing. "Polly, this is getting out of hand. Quit being a smart ass and punish that slut," Mark said. Wow. His mood switched to son of a bipolar bitch quick. "Mark, she is my daughter and I know how to control her. Leave me to my children." Mark grabs my mother's arm. "You mean child," he sneered. "You don't have children anymore you have a child. And I will not leave you to her, bitch. I own you. You belong to me." "Let go of me, Mark," my mother says. Mark's face gets redder, and he brings his palm across my mom's face.

There is a loud smack as his hand comes into contact, and my mother's head jerks backward. I start to run downstairs as he slaps her again. "You son of a bitch!" I scream and jump on his back. "Let the fuck go of her you assfuck!" My mom's eyes grow wide through her tears. Mark throws her onto the floor -- hard -- and tries grabbing me off his back. "You asshole!" I scream and punch him repeatedly in the head.

"Die you son of a bitch! You damn mother fucker!" Mark grabs me by my waist, yanks me from his back, and pulls me in front of him. He is holding me by my waist. I scream and clap my hands on his ears -- blowing his eardrums. He yells and falls to his knees. Mom grabs my arms and tried pulling me out the door. Mark grabs my ankle and yanks me down.

My mom screams. "Go call the cops!" I yell. She nods -- knowing I could handle Mark. She runs out and I kick my foot out. There is a sickening crack as my heel comes into contact with his jaw. "You bitch!" Mark yells and climbs on top of me. He slaps me. I cry out. There is a large puff of smoke.

Mark looks up and I look to where he is looking. There is a young man. He is wearing black and white pants, black and white suspenders, and a puffy black and white shirt. His black hair was in waves and he looked pale -- white -- and horrifying.

This young man was my brother. It was Jack. He looked like a clown halfway dressed. "Get off my sister, asshole!" he yelled. There was a small glaze over his eyes -- too small for a person to notice. I noticed it. In his hand, Jack held a scalpel. "I said get off of her!" he yelled and walked to us. Mark was still on top of me -- stunned. "Your supposed to be-" Jack laughed. "Dead," he giggled. "Yeah. I know."

He shoved Mark off me. I backed against the wall. How was my dead brother there? I watch in horror as Jack towers over him. "This may hurt a bit," Jack laughs. He digs his scalpel into Mark's stomach and drags it down to his groin. Mark screams as Jack yanks out his organs. I crawl to the corner and throw up. Mark's screams die down. I turn slowly and see his corpse stuffed with candy, and Jack looking at me.

"Georgia," he says. "Go away!" I yell and back away. "You're a monster! You're not my brother! Go away! Please don't hurt me!" Jack grabs me and runs his hand over my hair. "I'm not going to hurt you, Georgia," he says. "Listen to me. I'm not who I was. I'm... changing into a monster. Soon, whatever it is in me that is making me like this will take over. I want you to know that I love you, and if I ever, ever hurt you I don't know what I'd do. Your my baby sister. I love you so much."

I look up at him. He looks scared, but sorry. I couldn't help what I said next. "Stay," I whisper. He pulls me into a hug. "I can't," he says back. He is choking back tears -- while mine are streaming down my cheeks. "I can't hurt you." I grip him and he stands up with me hanging to him. "I love you," he says again. I nod as if saying 'I love you too.'

"I'll visit once I get myself under control. I promise, G," he says. "When I learn to control myself I'll come see you." I pull away as police cars pull up. Jack steps back, throws something on the floor, and disappears in a cloud of smoke.

"See?" I say. "He didn't die and I'm the only one who knows -- well, not anymore. Now you do."

Katie:

Georgia looked sad. I knew she was heartbroken that she hadn't been able to go with her brother. "I miss him," she whispers. She dropped her head and started sobbing.

Jack:

I watched through the trees as Georgia began sobbing. I think hearing the things I told her got to me, because I broke back into my body. Just wait, the monster drones inside my head. Just wait. You taking me over is going to be something you regret. Gee, what are you going to make me do? Kill myself? Kill Slender? We'll both be fucked if the Slender thing happens, I retort. No, the monster laughs. It's a secret. A secret. Great.

I'm so fucked.

Katie:

After I dropped Georgia by her house -- after her telling her mom about Jack at my request-- I went home. I guess my throat was still red from Jack grabbing me, because mom went nuts when I walked inside. "Katie, what happened!?" she yelled as I poured myself some tea in my favorite mug. It was around six, and the sun was already setting. "Can we go shopping tomorrow?" I ask my mom, completely ignoring her question. "It depends," she says. "What happened to you?" "Oh, I tripped and fell," I lied.

"Liar!" Mom yells. "Georgia called and told me everything. She said her not-so-dead brother attacked you two. Care to explain?" So after reciting the entire story to my nosey mother, I went upstairs. "We'll go shopping, Katie!" she yells up to me. I wave my hand and go into my room, closing the door behind me.

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OMG I'M SO SO SO SO SO SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING!!!!! My dad too away my electronics and I didn't remember my password for this account so I could log onto my phone at my moms. But I have my things back now so I'll try updating more often. ^_^ BYE!!!!!!