A new love~ Jeff the killer love story

Chapter 10

(I want to apologize in advanced because I am typing this on my computer, where as I usually type on my phone, some spelling, punctuation's, capitals etc. might be missing. So I do apologize now because my phone fixes that for me. So yeah please enjoy the story mates.)

   STAY CREEPY <3

   ~E

GUYS I DECIDED TO HAVE A MAJOR PLOT TWIST INSTEAD OF THE REGULAR "OH I LOVE YOU" *GETS BACK TOGETHER* NOPE! I'M MORE CREATIVE THAN THAT (not meant in a conceited way,sorry if it came off that way) BUT YEAH NO MORE CHATTING LETS GET TO IT!!!!! 

"Jeff... Stay out of my life, I don't want you, nobody does. You are ugly, selfish, arrogant, and narcissistic. I dont know why I ever felt pity for you or ever shed a single tear over you. You are not worth any of this. You turned me into a monster. Ever since you left I ave turned into a killing machine with no way to stop me and i will take down everything in my path".

He said nothing, just stared at me with tears streaming down his face even more. He looked like a helpless child. Without saying a single word he just pulled out a  gun. I rushed down to my knees and took the gun from him. He then looked up at me with hope in his eyes, thinking that i cared about him still, cared enough to not let him kill himself. That wasn't the case. I couldn't let him kill himself, because I wanted to satisfactory feeling of killing him myself. I then cocked the gun and pointed it at his head and watched at the hope slowly drained from his eyes. 

''Well Jeffrey, this has been fun, but this last part will definitely be the best part of all! Now, GO. TO. SLEEP!"

Yes, I stabbed him. What? Did you think that this was going to be one of those stories where the character suddenly realizes she does love him? Well I'm terribly sorry mate, but its not. I stabbed him and I'm happy I did it. No more Jeff, EVER! Hahaha. I did it! I killed Jeff the Killer. Hows that for irony huh? haha Yeah I'm plea-ARGHHHHHHH

White. Blinding white. Glowing white. A horrible migraine. But, silence. I hear nothing. I feel like I'm dying. No, I know that I'm dying. Yes, I am dying. I know this because I can feel my life slipping from me. All I can see is white. I am almost dead. I don't mind death, because life is just a temporary state after all. I just don't like not understanding why I am dying. Standing, or floating, I cant tell, and I can feel myself succumbing, finally. I can feel my last final moments, I can't tell if I have seconds left or- 

Goodbye.