Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

Morning in the Woods

I woke up still in BEN's arms. His hands were extremely close to both my No-Zones.

I tried to gently untangle myself from his grasp, but he just pulled me in tighter.

Guess I'm gonna be stuck here for a while, I thought.

I watched the sunrise in the east. It was about eight o'clock in the morning.

We needed to get a move on.

I felt BEN stir as sunlight started beaming on his face. Aside from the blood leaking out of his eyes, he seemed almost angelic.

"Morning, princess," he mumbled, still half asleep.

"Morning. Can I get up?"

"No. You're mine," he squeezed me tighter.

"No, I'm Jeff's."

"Forget about that asshole. He's always a raging tornado."

"Not to me. To me, he's as calm as the ocean."

"Oceans can be rough."

"True, but he's the ocean when it's a nice, sunny day."

"Look, I really like you. More than just in a friendly way,"

"I realize. However, I feel that way towards Jeff, not you."

"Ouch, that one hurt."

"I thought you liked pain."

"I mean, sure, most of us like pain, but not emotional pain. Like how Bloody Painter probably feels since you killed Judge Angels."

"Oh, please. Bloody Painter can shove it up his ass because she was trying to burn the body!"

"I mean, if we run into anyone, they're gonna ask why we're lugging a dead body around."

"And we can kill them. We're a team of serial killers here."

"True...."

"Can I get up now?" I asked, frustrated. We needed to be moving already.

"Fine," he unwrapped his arms from me and I stood up, stretching. I had been in the same position all night.

I did a trick with the shadows and the sun. I placed a stick straight up in the ground and used its shadow to tell the time.

Nine o'clock. We needed to get moving.

"Ah, y-you're both aw-awake. Th-thought I heard v-voices." Toby said, coming out of the shadow of a tree.

"Yeah, we are. And we need to get a groove on if we're gonna reach home anytime soon."

"W-We should pr-probably wake th-the others up th-then. C-come on."

I started with Slenderman. I shook him a little, halfway expecting his tentacles to grab me and choke me to death.

"What do you want, child?" he murmured, obviously tired.

"We need to get moving. It's already nine."

"Oh, holy fuck. We should've been going an hour ago!" he shot up and started waking the others.

"I knew I should've gotten up earlier."

Slender shook E.J and L.J awake. I woke up Bloody Painter, although he was still pissed at me, Nurse Ann, and Candypop.

BEN helped to wake up Homicidal Liu and Lost Silver.

Once everyone was up, we ate the remaining deer meat for breakfast.

After that, we started on our way back home.

Just another hundred miles north and fifty miles west. It was gonna take us a whole week to get back at this rate. 

Jeff's body was really starting to have a rancid smell.

But I was determined. Determined to get home and resurrect him.

We hiked along a river that happened to run north.  I used the old shadow method not only tell the time- which was now eleven in the morning -but also to tell direction.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. The shadow that was cast was just barely to the west. The river was headed north, alright.

"How far have we traveled since our campsite and how much farther do we have to go north?" I asked.

"We've traveled about six miles. We have around ninety-four miles left. To go north, anyway," BEN announced.

"Ugh, only six miles? We got a long way to go," I whined.

"Stop that complaining. You don't see Jeff or anyone else complaining, do you?" Slenderman chastised.

"Well, obviously Jeff isn't, 'cause he's fucking dead! Thanks to goddamn Knuckles.exe!"

"It wasn't all Knuckles.exe," Homicidal Liu, Jeff's brother, butted in, "he took quite a few hits from Amy.exe."

"I know. We need to get to the mansion as soon as possible."

"That, I can agree with. I would teleport us there, but to teleport everyone, it t would take so much of my strength and power that I'll probably be in bed for days."

"Don't worry, Slender. We agree with your choice and don't want you to deplete yourself of strength," I encouraged, recognizing the dilemma he'd face if he were to teleport everybody.

"Thank you for understanding, (Y/N)."

"Of course. You're my boss and you care for us. It's only fair that I do the same."

"Are you just trying to butter me up?"

"No. I actually mean what I say. When was the last time I lied to you?"

"Good point."

"Guys, the river is coming to an end. I can see where it stops up ahead," BEN warned. He was ahead of us by a yard or two.

"Well, we keep going in the same direction. How far have we traveled?" I did the stick trick and it showed that was about two P.M. We were still heading north.

"Uh, about nine miles. I think. The average person walks about 3.1 miles, so multiply that by three, since we've walked about three hours," Bloody Painter piped in. He was always good at math.

In the back of the pack, I heard Liu talking to himself. Saying something about Sully.

"Sully, now's not the time to shine," he whispered quite loudly.

"Who are you talking to? There's nobody named Sully around here," I hung back and asked him.

"My split personality. That part of me hates Jeff and therefore hates you for dating him. But, I, Liu, do not hate you. Just my split personality."

"Oh, wow that's cool."

"I guess. He decided to show up just now, uninvited."

"I'm glad you're finally opening up, Liu," Slender butted in.

"Yeah... Sully's been misbehaving lately. Telling me to kill everyone while they're sleeping or to slit (Y/N)'s throat since she's dating my brother. Shit like that."

"Well, that sucks," I said, feeling bad for him. I don't know what I'd do if I had a split personality. I probably would go even crazier than I already am.

"Yup. Just like how Toby has the voices in his head, I have Sully."

"H-How do you know a-about that?"

"I heard you talking to yourself in the woods last night when I got up to take a piss."

"C-Crap. I didn't th-think anybody w-was up at the t-time."

I looked around and realized that we had reached the end of the river. We now just had to trust that we were walking straight for another 83 miles.

Then we head west for fifty miles.

So. Close.