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

Chapter 18

• Kyler •

"Kyler I'm sorry but this is how it's supposed to be, I'm doing what's right for both you and Jeff. I don't want to see you hurt. Jeff is not aloud to be around you or talk to you and I'm moving him in with Masky and Hoodie, my decision is final and I will not be changing my mind." Slender's words started to get quieter and quieter as I started to space out, I stared down at the floor trying to block everything out that I was hearing. This can't be happening right now, why is slender doing this? How did Ben find out?

"Kyler are you listening to me ." I heard Slender's faint voice call to me as he tried to get my attention. He placed a hand on my shoulder and softly spoke again, but my attention was on the floor boards. I couldn't bring myself to look up at him. I stood up and walked to the bathroom, Slender calling my name but I ignored him.

I softly closed the door, locking it and sat there in silence.

                                •••

I woke up, still laying on the bathroom floor as everything that I was told ran through my mind again.

I got up and ran out of the bathroom hoping it was just a nightmare but to my devastation it was no bad dream.

Everything of his. Gone.

My room seemed so empty, all of his clothes, his computer even his sent barely lingered in the air anymore.

I climbed into bed, my back against the wall and brought my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I stared up at the ceiling and just thought about ... everything.

How I'm going to be alone again. Every night. I can't talk to Jeff anymore. My room just feels so big and empty.

Every time I needed to get something off my chest, every time I needed to yell or vent, I went to Jeff and now I have no one to go to anymore. It's back to how it was when I first got here.

Being alone.

I don't want to live my life Isolated from everyone, I don't want to fall back to how I was.

Call me being childish but I have had so many things taken from me. My mom, my dad, Ashton and Jeff. Everyone I cared about.

And I have no power over it.

My head was starting to grow dark. My thoughts were turning into black. The light was growing dim.

Everything was just fading away.

And I can't do anything about it.

I pulled Jeff's razor out from my
Sweater pocket.

I told myself I wouldn't do this again. I told Jeff. I told Ashton.

But what does it matter if there not here anymore.

I'm not me.

I'm not here.

Not anymore.