(Y/n)'s pro
"Sorry, but if you're gonna come in my room you gotta deal with it" I said annoyed holding my knife tighter. "You don't know who you're talking too..." He said as he stepped in the window and reveled his features. My eyes widened he had long ash black hair, crazy looking eyes like no eye lids, a white hoodie with blood stains all over it, black jeans and skin as white as paper. And a smile cut to both ears, he was about my age. Yet kinda attractive "scared yet?" He smirked. I hesitated. "You wish" I spat. "Hmm, sassy" he smiled wide. "Stop smiling" I said sarcastically. He laughed "sorry babe, that's not gonna happen" I rolled my eyes and lied down again. He raised a eye brow. "You can leave now" I said closing my eyes. "Nah, I'll stay" he said smirking and sat on my bed next to me.
Jeff's pro
She was beautiful. Bleh what am I saying. You.are.a.killer. "Stop smiling" (y/n) said. See, killer. "Sorry babe,that's not gonna happen" I said as she lied down in her bed. Are you kidding? She's relaxing when I'm ME JEFF THE KILLER is in her room!? Hot... I mean! Ugh who am I kidding, I need her. "You can leave now" she said. HA funny! No way I'm leaving already. "Nah, I'll stay" I smirked, as I sat next to her. I looked around the room in awkward silence for a few minutes and then at (y/n). I looked at her for awhile. Then softly brushed the hair away from her eyes and pulled the blankets over her. I slowly leaded over her and kissed her forehead. "Goodnight (y/n), sweet dreams" I said. I quickly wrote a quick note before jumping out the window and heading back to the mansion.
YOU ARE READING
Dark eyes. Jeff the killer x reader
Roman d'amour(Y/N) isn't a normal 16 year old girl. Ever since her parents died in a car crash her heart has gone dark. She has no feelings for anyone and never will... Or does she? What will she do when she meets a killer who has similar feelings as her?
