Mistakes (Jeff the Killer X OC)

I Accidentally Kicked Ass

~~~Astrid's POV~~~

The hostile was male.  It was the worst thing I could focus on at the moment, but I wasn't really in full control of my mind.  However, that proved how much faster I could think, than act.  His voice was clearly male, and by his body shape I could come to the same conclusion.  His face was...  I couldn't describe it.  It was just so...

And then I saw that he was thrusting the knife towards me.  Having dropped my phone when he jumped over the couch, my only available weapon was the TV remote.  I jerked sideways, avoiding a direct hit to my chest.  However, the blade slashed my shoulder.  Screaming out in pain, I smashed the remote on his face.

Perhaps he wasn't expecting retaliation, because he seemed more confused than injured.  I used the second of hesitation to shove him off, kick him in the groin, and grab my purse, where I kept my pepper spray.  I grabbed the little can and sprayed it directly on his face.  He saw it coming, yet for some reason he didn't close his eyes.  Which just made the effect worse for him.

With him briefly stunned, I janked the knife from his grasp and turned on my heel, running up the stairs to my room.  I could vaguely hear him screaming insults at me. 

I slammed the door shut and locked it.  It wasn't long before he began to pound on it.

Think, think, think!  Damn it, Astrid!

I grabbed my dresser, which was beside the door and toppled it over, effectively barricading myself in the room.  While he desperately pounded on the door, I opened my bedroom window.  A second story window, easy fall. 

I lowered myself on the windowsill.  I would have remained in my room, but I left my phone downstairs, and I needed to call the police.  I couldn't just wait until mom came home and had to deal with...  With that.

I closed my eyes and jumped.

One of my many useless skills was my dexterity.  Parkour had always been my main strength.  When I dropped to the ground and rolled, distributing the impact in a way that didn't hurt me much, I was grateful for my crazy days of jumping over rooftops.  Though I didn't escape unscathed.  On impact, I twisted my ankle.  But it wasn't something that slowed me down much.

Two seconds later I was out of there. 

I was still holding the knife in my hand, I hadn't even noticed it.  I was just walking around town with a knife in my hand and blood rushing down from the wound on my shoulder.  Nothing people would question, I was fine.

Plus, it was late night.  Every sensible person was indoors, sleeping.  However, it wasn't long before I began to look over my shoulder.  There was someone following me, I was sure of it.  I could feel their gaze on the back of my head.

Finally, when I couldn't stand it anymore, I just turned around.  Only to see someone running straight at me.

Now I knew this wasn't the man from earlier.  His hoodie was a different color and he didn't possess the horrible face that the other had.  Instead, he wore a mask.

Before I could think 'oh hey, maybe he's going to kill me' he had already tackled me.  We struggled for a moment, I was trying to find a nice angle to jam the knife between his ribs.  But before anything happened, I heard a voice.

"EJ!  Wait, hold on...  She's mine."  There was a pause and we both looked sideways to spot the male with the white hoodie.  Immediately, I began to squirm again.  The one with the mask merely held me down without much effort. 

"Haven't seen you around lately, Jeff.  How's the family, how's the kids?"  The male with the mask, EJ, asked, looking at the one with the white hoodie, Jeff.

"Wow, you actually developed a sense of humor while I was gone.  I'm surprised."  The Jeff said.  Finally, he approached and crouched beside us.

I stopped squirming.

"I believe you have something of mine."  He said, extending his hand out.  Like an idiot, I gave him his knife.  EJ grunted, as if surprised.

"You let a girl get the jump on you?"  He asked, seeming surprised.

"Not only that.  But I kicked him in the nuts and pepper sprayed his ass."  I don't know why I said that.  Probably to get it out of my system before I died.

"This bitch is going to pay for that."  He lowered his knife until the tip rested against my cheek.

"Whatever, I caught her.  So you get your sweet revenge, but I get the kidney."  EJ said.  Kidney?  What the fuck were they talking about?

"Deal."  The Jeff said.

Though before they could do much, panic swelled inside me.  My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and everything went dark.