One of a Kind {Jeff The Killer Love Story}

-*#Chapter 2#*-

It was now 11:54 pm. We basically stood the whole night at the beach walking, talking, jumping in the water, and eating at the hotdog stands by the beach. It was getting late, and I decided to start walking home. Grey stood where she was at looking down at her phone.

"Grey lets get going," I told her. She looked up at me.

"Oh my boyfriend is gonna come pick me up," she replied

"Oh.. uh okay."

"Wanna come with?"

"No, no I'm good. I'll start walking. See you later." I gave her a small smile and started walking. I would rather walk than to get into a car with her boyfriend, Andy. I hate that guy. As I was walking down the street I saw him and Grey in the car driving passed me.

"Bye Ali!" she yelled as he drove off. I waved and smiled back.

I was almost home when I started to feel tired. I yawned and went to reach my phone, the time read 12:16 pm. I turned down a corner to a dark neighborhood. I had a blade so I didn't care, which was dumb of me. I saw around 6 big tall guys in the corner of my eyes. They started walking up to me while catcalling. I quickly grabbed my sweater from around my waist and put it on, and started to walk faster. They ran up to me and grabbed my arm.

"Where do you think you're going?"

An old guy holding my arm said. I turned around fast with my blade in my hand and cut his arm. Another guy grabbed me and dropped me on the floor. His face was so close to me and his breath was really bad. My face scrunched up and I tried to move my face back as he hovered over me. He then got off me, still holding my arms pinned, while a much younger guy came up to me and stood above me. He slowly started to unzip his pants.

"Get off of me you perverted jackass!" I screamed

The group of guys just laughed at me, but somewhere in the distance, I saw a dark figure from afar. There was no point in me fighting now. I was stuck. I wasn't scared, and I didn't mind death- but I didn't want to be pervertedly harassed like some play toy. I picked up my leg and kicked him straight in his junk. Rookie mistake for only pinning my arms. He let out a girly scream and moved back, while some other guy pinned my feet down.

The guy who I kicked in his junk came forward and slapped me. I spit in his face. He was gonna punched me this time so I closed my eyes and moved my head back. A few seconds later, I heard the sound of men screaming in pain and I felt all of the guy's weight get off from my legs, arms and my lower stomach. I opened one of my eyes, to see two dead bodies next to me. I stood up quickly and saw all around me were the dead bodies of the guys who recently tried to rape me. Some had their throats sliced open, and some with their stomach sliced open, with their intestines hanging out. But they all had smiles carved onto their face. I was shocked to see how someone was able to kill them all so fast. I didn't care when I saw they had died, but I was curious. Why did the person leave me alone?  I then heard footsteps coming from behind me. I turned around to see a tall figure in front of me, standing in the dark so I couldn't really make out his face. I held my blade in my hands and pointed it towards him.

"Who are you?" I asked curiously.

"Me?" He said and slowly walked into the light. He had a white sweater splattered with blood from the previous dudes. He took off his hood and looked up at me. I saw his face as clear as day. His eyes were shiny and looked as white as snow. He didn't have any eyelids whatsoever. He had a smile carved into his face going from ear to ear and had blood dripping from the sides. I kept staring at this freakish being in front of me.

"I'm Jeffrey. Or better known as Jeff the Killer."