depressed jeff the killer x oc DISCONTINUED

Chapter 1:

I was walking home from school. My ear buds in my ears blasting night core music. I look around and see a male in a white hoodie covered in blood. Long black hair over his shoulders and the hood on I couldn't see his face. His pants were ripped and bloody. I shook it off and walked home.

I got home and noticed my dads truck wasn't here. 'He must be out drinking and having fun.' I walked inside and threw my backpack on the sofa. Finding something to eat I make pasta. I know when he gets home it won't be pretty.

I finished eating and went up to my room. I changed out if my hoodie and baggie pants. I put on shorts and a tank top. I brush my black boring hair and put it up in a ponytail.

I sit in my bed waiting for my dad to come home. A few minutes later I hear the a loud bang. I jump a little.

"Jacklynn get down here!" I get up hesitantly and walked down stairs. My heart beating faster every step. I get down stairs and my dad jumps out of no where. Grabbing my hair he throws me down on the floor. My bruises and scars started throbbing. Tears start to run down my cheeks. He grabs my wrist that are sore from cutting and the burn marks. I scream in pain as he pulls me up by wrist. I wince and look at his eyes. His blue orbs stared into my crimson orbs. He slaps me making my nose bleed. He throws me down on the floor. "Piece of shit." He muttered and waked off.

I walk up to the bath room and grab a rag. Running it under the water I clean the dried blood. Tears running down my face. I finish getting cleaned up and go to my room. That night u cried myself to sleep.

This is a dream she has about her past

I wake up and hear daddy's voice and two other men. I walk down stairs and cling to the railing. I didn't hear much about what they said. He soon handed the men two stacks of cash. "You know what to do." They nod I run back upstairs and lay back down in my bed. Then I hear them coming upstairs. I didn't know what to do since I was nine. They came into my room. My heart was pounding rapidly. They walk over to me one grabs my arms and legs so I couldn't fight back while the other cut off my clothes. I was terrified. The one who got my clothes off started to kiss my neck the last thing I know is when they left I was terrified. I was laying in my bed shaking curled into a ball. Blood was on my sheets and legs and I had hickeys and hand prints on my body.

I jerk up in a mess of tears and sweat. I look around and cringed at my past. All that happened seven years ago and I still can't get it out of my head. I look around again getting the feeling I was being watched. I was right. At the edge of my bed there was a tall slender man. He had tentacles and a white head. He dressed sharply but I don't think he had a face. I look beside him and there was the kid from the other day I saw walking home. Out of no where they disappear. I shook it off and fell back asleep.

The next morning I get ready for school wearing a blue hoodie and black boot cut pants with red converse. I brush my hair leaving it down and I was ready. I walk into the bathroom wanting to do something different so I get pink hair chalk. I put a strip of pink in my hair and leave.

When I got to school my hood was down so people where able to see the pink. I kept walking until I was almost to the library. One of the worst bully stood in front of me. "Hey freak." He said harshly looking into my lifeless eyes.

"I'm not a freak." I said back with no emotion. "Your the freak. Taking steroid is bad for you dumbass." No emotion was in my voice what so ever. I smile while looking at his angry face. He grabs my hoodie and pulls it over my head. Revealing a black tank top and all my cuts, bruises, and burn marks. Tears weld up in my eyes as I grab my arm. He looks at me in disgust and grabs my arm. Pulling my closer as I wince from the pain.
"Little freak ass bitch." He whispered right in my face. That when I had enough. I take my other hand and punch him right in the jaw. He let's go of me and I lift my right log kicking him in the side if his head. He falls right on the floor.

I pick up my hood and spoke. "I get called enough time by my dad. I won't tolerate getting called that by losers like you!" I held and put my hoodie back on. I flip him off and walk to the library. Later that day I was called to the office. I walk as quietly as I can and open the door.

"Hello miss Jacklynn. The principal is down the hall to the right." I nodded and went to the small room. In there was the bully and two cheerleaders.

"Take a seat miss Jacklynn." He pointed to one of the chairs. I walk over and sit down. "Miss Jacklynn what is your side of what happened this morning?"

"I was walking to the library. When Michelle stopped in front of me. He called me a freak and pulled my hoodie off. Revealing my injuries from being abused." I pulled up my sleeve showing him what I meant. "He grabs my arm and calls me some very poor choice of words. I defended myself and punched and kicked him. Telling him that I get called that enough I won't tolerate it from a big bully." I finished my story and rolled my sleeve down.

"Is this true?" He said looking at Michelle.

"No sir." He lied. I glared at the bully.

"Sir if you check the tapes in sure you will see in telling the truth."

"I will check the tapes and who ever is lying will be seriously punished. You are dismissed." I got up and walked out of the room.

At the end of the day Michelle got ISS. I walked home but I wanted to sit down in a dark alley. Taking a small break I hear foot steps. I look up and see the boy with the white bloody hoodie. This time I saw his face. His eyelids were burnt off and he had a smile carved in his face. I stand up and look at him. His eyes were a dark blue. His smile did not scare me like most people. He clenched the knife in his hand and sprinted at me. Pushing me against the wall with the knife up against my throat. I close my eyes I lift my head head. Showing I wouldn't care if I died.

"What the fuck?" He said. His voice was low and gravelly. I look at him my crimson orbs staring into his deep blue ones.

"Just kill me. No one would miss me."

"I don't kill people who want to die." He said and walked away. I let out a deep sigh and went home.