Jeff The Killer: An Unreal Romance

I'll Be Alright (Right?)

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Nevada’s P.O.V

At Acrasia.

            “…and you are absolutely positive that this was the girl…” Bertha (the weird office lady at Acrasia whose name I currently learned today) held up a picture of this teenage girl in my face once more. I nodded my head; this was her…whatever she was.

            “Bertha, I honestly don’t think she’s okay to talk right now…” Jeff added his two annoying cents into the conversation. I rolled my eyes.

            “Look, I don’t know how I got to that place…but I remember going up to the cliff, I remember hearing sounds in the distance but brushing it off…I remember...”

            “Being drunk.” Jeff interrupted me. Now they both glared in my direction as if waiting for me to admit all of my lies…

I’m not fibbing.

Asshole.

            “I wasn’t drunk! I had a little to drink and that was all!” I heatedly stomped to the corner of the office plummeting to the ground.

           

            “I smelt that shit on your breath Neva!” Jeff swept the floor to stand directly in front of me folding his arms across his broad chest.

            “Maybe you wouldn’t be insinuating, had you stayed with me!”

           

            “I left to protect you! Not so you may slowly destroy your life!”

            “You’re such a lying bitch! Really where are the cameras I am clearly being “Punked” by your dumb ass…”

            “Well since this is all an act, I applaud you on making up such an elaborate story!”

            “Both of you shut up and pay attention please!” Bertha pushed Jeff into the corner, even with all the yelping she did, her makeup made it seem as if she was as calm as a koala.

            “Jeff. I should have Mr. Slender on the phone as we speak! You’re so busying arguing with Nevada you have yet to realize that she saw Jane…”

Jane?

            “That can’t be possible…Jane was nowhere near Nevada, I would have sensed her in danger…wouldn’t I?” Jeff had an expression on his face I had never seen before. The scars on the sides of his lips drooped into a straight line. His eyes fastened and for the first time in forever, his pale white skin…