My Tarnished Knight

Chapter 6

  As I stared up at that face, I was stunned.

"I-It can't be." I babbled in a state of confusion. " He's not real! Your not real!"

  I must have looked pretty out of it, because he threw his head back and laughed. Hard. Who was he? Why, it was Jeff the Killer, in the flesh. Laying on top of me with what looked to be a gleaming silver kitchen knife.

  "Oh, you know me? Ha, I must be pretty famous for a attractive, innocent girl like you to know this revolting name." He said with a psychotic smile and a weird gleam in his eyes, dragging the knife tip down my cheek. His voice was deep, but not as deep as MrCreepyPastas' impression of him. I recovered quickly though, and masked my confusion with a face of slightly smug amusement.

  I sighed. " Well and here I was expecting you to show up here with a better voice. I mean have you heard MrCreepyPastas' narration of your story? He makes you completely terrifying yet very attractive. But you seem to be a let down." I said pursing my lips.

  "Oh really?" He leaned in so close to my face our noses were almost touching. "And how exactly did you expect me to be?" He whispered, still smiling.

  "You know I didn't really think that far ahead." I said, also smiling but in a innocent way, not a crazed maniac way.

  "Well you probably should. You never know what may happen." He replied sitting back up and twirling his knife.

  "You know if you're going to kill me I'd prefer it not be by the weight of you crushing me. Get off." I said casually looking him straight in the eye.

  "I'll kill you anyway I like." He grinned. "And you're actually quite comfortable to sit on."

 I gasped. "Are you calling me fat?"  I said, mockingly offended.

  He stopped twirling his knife and focused on my face.

  "I am here to kill you, and you're worrying about me calling you fat?" Jeff said confused and befuddled.

  "Well I really don't care if you kill me, but if you call me fat before you kill me that's a whole different story." I countered, with an offended face.

  "You know I'm going to kill you no matter what, so if you're putting on an act to fool me it's not going to work." He told me, Looking like he was in the middle of trying to figure out why I was acting so casually.

  "I'll tell you if you get your heavy ass off me. I was right in the middle of putting on a concert for my computer while wasting time on Tumblr when you decided you wanted to kill me." I said with a bored, expecting face.

  "You were what? Whatever, I don't care."

He proceeded to get off me and walk over to my bed where he sat on the edge of it looking at me. I walked over and scooted past him to lay down. Then I grabbed my computer and resumed my mindless journey through Tumblr.

  "So?"

  "So, what."

  "Why aren't you begging for your life and cowering in fear?" He said, confusion apparent in his voice.

  "Easy. I'm not afraid of dying." I replied nonchalantly.

  "What?" He furrowed his brow, which was pretty creepy with the permanent smile.

  "I'm not afra-" I stared to repeat but my computer was suddenly knocked off my lap and Jeff was again straddling me. But this time the knife was coming down at my chest at an alarming rate. I looked up at him and grabbed the hand that was curled around the knife. Wow, I thought. When were my reflexes so fast?

  "See you are-" I cut him off.

 " If you're going to kill me," I said while holding his arm in place. I could see him straining to bring down his weapon. I moved his arm towards my wrist and lifted my hoodie sleeve just enough to show about an inch of skin and could see a spot of blood forming as I pressed down with a twisted smile on my face.

  "- do it somewhere more pleasant." I finished and continued to drag the knife watching a red line form.

  He jerked the knife away and stared at me with the most confused face I've ever seen. I couldn't help it. I laughed so hard I snorted.

  "Wha- why. What?" He looked like he was trying to process what he had just seen. Then I saw a wide smile streached across his face. Even though my vision was starting to blur.

  "You know what, you're interesting."  He said before I passed out.