A Twisted Fate - A Jeff The Killer Story [BxB]

Chapter 14

* Warning: Mature Content *

• Kyler •

I woke up to someone softly nudging me and the faint sound of my name being called grew louder as I started to open my eyes. I looked up and saw Slender with a hand on my shoulder as he looked down at me.

"Kyler why are you sleeping on the couch?"

"Oh um I guess I must have fallen asleep while watching TV last night." I lied

"We'll you should go back up to your room surely it's more comfortable up there."

"No I'm fine here, besides I don't want to wake Jeff." Which in all honestly I really don't want to do.

"We'll when Jeff gets drunk he does get very agitated I suppose."

"Drunk? What are you talking about?"

"Jeff left yesterday afternoon, he was angry about something but he's never been good with his anger. Anyways I guess he went out drinking because he came home drunk, he doesn't usually do that often but he has quite a temper when he's in that sort of state which Is why I never let the guys throw parties here. They all act different when their drunk." Slender quietly chuckled to himself, probably thinking back to a time he's seen them all intoxicated. "That and among other reasons I don't allow alcohol in this house. Anyways, if your comfortable down here for the night then that's fine I'll wake you in the morning."

"Thank you."

Slender pat my shoulder and then disappeared into the darkness of the house. Well that explains why Jeff was gone for hours and why he was being a total ass to me for no reason but what does this mean when he wakes up? Will he forget everything or think its all fine?

Frankly I never took Jeff as one to drink, he's to young to be doing that shit. I always told myself I was a rare type of teenager because I despise any and all type of alcoholic drinking and drugs, I've never touched an alcoholic drink and I've never been high, its just a waste of time and money and why would I want to be around a bunch of pot heads.

I grabbed my iPod and saw it was already four in the morning, I groaned in annoyance. I may as well try and get back to sleep and deal with this lovely shit in the morning ...

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I woke up after what felt like only being asleep for ten minuets, I sat up and stretched doing a big yawn in the process. I looked around and saw no one else was in the living room. Either its really early or I slept for a couple centuries and everyone abandoned me. I checked the time and it was just past nine-thirty in the morning. Its not to early but that option makes a lot more logical sense then a century long sleep.

I can definitely tell I didn't sleep for a century thought, it surly didn't feel like it. Boy I wish though.

I got up and figured Jeff would still be asleep and probably will be for a while, more less dealing with his stupid hang over problem. I walked upstairs and into our room to see him still passed out in bed.

Figured.

I grabbed my clothes for the day and brought them into the washroom and turned on the shower. I stripped myself of my pyjama's and stepped into the shower and closed the curtain. I stood under the warmth of the water for a while when I heard the bathroom door open then close. Great I forgot to lock it didn't I ...

I didn't bother say a word, I just hoped who ever was in here would take the hint that someone's clearly in the shower and leave without bothering me.