Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

The Death of Marilyn Geof

"Almost there," BEN announced.

"Mkay."

We'd been walking for approximately two hours. My legs were hurting, but BEN showed no sign of pain. I assumed he was used to this.

Twenty minutes later, we were at her front door. It was evening. The sun shone on the door, illuminating it.

"Okay, so since this is my mission, I get to do the kill. You only have to watch my back and make sure no cops come. Ya know, that kind of thing."

"I know, I know."

"Okay, I'm gonna glitch in and unlock the door, then you come in and follow me, much like how Jeff did when you had your first mission."

"Alrighty."

BEN glitched, then disappeared. I heard the door unlock so I entered.

"Thanks."

"Eh, it's the least I can do. Now, let's go," he whispered.

I followed him from room to room. They all were bare, aside from the occasional bed or couch. 

We finally found some stairs in what we assumed to be the kitchen, since, ya know, it had appliances. Yes, you heard me. Stairs in the kitchen. I know, crazy.

We went up the stairs to find this Marilyn asleep in her room. It was only like one or two in the afternoon. Her brown hair flowed over her pillow. 

"Now, I'm gonna drown her in her dreams, so give me a minute to concentrate," BEN breathed.

"Okay," I quietly replied.

After a few minutes of us just watching her sleep, she started choking.

Finally, something exciting, I thought.

Water started drizzling out of her mouth. She was choking and gagging. She then started coughing up blood. It was an awesome, gruesome sight.

"Woah, that's cool," I complimented.

"Thanks."

Marilyn Geof hacked up a shit ton of water. She opened her beautiful sea-green eyes, shocked.

I'm sure she wasn't expecting to see two killers next to her bed.

"Wh- wh- who ar- are yo-u?" she managed between coughs.

"I'm BEN," he answered unsettlingly. It even gave me chills, and I'm a killer!

"Wh- wha-t d-do y-ou wan-t fr- from me?" more gagging. Water was filling her lungs.

"Your death!"

"Wh- what th- the he-ll?"

"You shouldn't have done that" and with that, her lungs were filled with water. She coughed, took her final, ragged breath, and passed. Her eyes remained open, unseeing.

"Whew, that was fun!" I high-fived BEN. We left the body of Marilyn Geof in her bed, soaked in blood and water.

We headed out of the house, closing the door behind us. We started the long walk back to the mansion.

By the time we were within a mile, my legs were burning with pain. I wasn't used to walking this far.

"You good? You don't look so well," BEN looked at me as we were walking.

"Yeah. My legs just hurt. I'll be fine once I sit."

"You wanna sit right now?"

"No, I need the workout."