Jeff pov
I finished washing the hell out of my mouth. Im not going to hear the end of me kissing Ben or the fact that I thought it was Jane. I'm tired. I walked to my bedroom.
"Ugh...Jane?", I asked. Jane was in my room in just a tee shirt and underwear.
"Jeff?", she asked.
"What?", I asked.
"Can I tell you something?", she asked.
"What is it?!", I asked.
"I....I love you.", she said.
"Jane, I'm flattered but I'm a killer. I kill people not love them. Seriously, Jane. I killed everyone you knew and my own family. I'm a killer. My name is literally Jeff the fucking killer.", I said.
"But Ben....", she said.
"I'm a guy. I have needs. ", I said.
Jane kissed me then pulled away.
"Do I taste better then Ben?", she asked.
"I guess." , I said. I kissed her. After that I kind of blanked out. I remember kissing and clothes coming off.
The next morning
I woke up again hugging Jane. I left the bed. Where was my pants? Did we?
"Jane!", I yelled.
Jane tosses over."huh?", she asked.
"Did we have sex?", I asked.
Jane looked under the sheets.
"Well I'm naked.", she said.
"So that's a yes. I hate you. Get out.", I said.
Jane put on her clothes then left.
I do not love her. I'm going to fix this problem. I'm going to kill her. I smiled as I hold my knife as I started to laugh like a manic.
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The killers
FanfictionIt's been a few years since Jane saw Jeff. The last time she saw him, he killed her family. What happens when they meet again? Will she actually kill him?
