**Charlottes POV**
I wake up and it's still dark, I look at the time and it's 5 in the morning. I never wake up this early, I can't go to bed since I'm wide awake. I turn on the TV in my room since I got nothing better to do and what I saw pop up shocked me.
It was about Gabriella(Gabby) Davis, was found dead when her parents had arrived home, she was slaughtered.
I gagged a bit since I knew it had to be Jeff. I quickly turn the TV off and then I grab my phone and go on Instagram to see every person that was following Gabby on there , had already posted about her death. They were making Rumors saying, "What if she was murdered by Jeff the Killer!?" Which was a true rumor even though they didn't know that it was true, but the false one was even worse.."What if Charlotte did it!?", "She had to have to do something about it since she beat up Gabby the day before."At this point I knew I couldn't go back to school since of that rumor about me murdering Gabby.
I continue to try and not think about it by watching videos on my phone, but then suddenly I heard the doorbell ring.
I walk down the stairs and unlock the door and I saw that the Cops was at the door, GREAAAAAT! Just what I need right now.A few seconds of silence, one of the cops out of three finally spoke,
"Excuse me Mam but we need to ask you a few simple questions about Gabriella's Death.""A-alright?" I say.
I lead them into the living room and they sit themselves down on the couch.
They ask me a lot of dumb questions like, "Did you have to do anything with the murderer?" Or "Did you know who did it?"
Obviously I knew the answers to both questions but I wasn't going to answer so I simply said "no" to each question.
"Mam I believe that it would be appropriate if we took you to the police station to continue this conversation." One of the cops said.
Suddenly before I can even speak my hands where being handcuffed for no reason! Like what THE HELL!? I was yelling at them to let me go because this was stupid but then suddenly...
I saw a sharp knife go into one of the officers neck, he was screaming.., before the cops can pull out their guns they were being stabbed in their chest.
All three of them fell to the ground...
Jeff was here, he looked at me and I look at him.
He immediately hugged me.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
I nodded, he picked the lock on the cuffs which released my hands.
I hugged him tightly and mumbled,
"Thank you.."
"Hey, don't worry about it" he said.
I giggled and slightly pushed him.
"Okay, and how exactly did you know that the cops where at my house?" I ask teasing him.
"Well, I followed the scent of anxiety and naiveness and look at that! It leaded me here." He laughed
I giggled at bit, I felt my face grow red like if I was blushing. It was nice that someone cared about me."Alright you smell like blood and alcohol so can you erm how do I say this? You need to shower because you stink as hell!" I demand him.
"Damn I'm getting demanded by a 16 year old that's beautiful but bossy" he teases me.
I blush more since he called me beautiful.
I see him walk upstairs and grab a towel from the hall way closest, hey he already knows everywhere around the house he's been here so many times so duh! He should know where everything is. He closes the door and I here the shower turn on.
I look at the ground and still see the dead officers on the floor. I sigh so sadly, I grab one by the others feet and drag them to the backyard next to the dumpster.
I catch my breath since they were all heavy af and successfully throw them into the garbage.I felt like I was traumatized by three men getting murdered before my eyes, I was handcuffed for 15 seconds, a murderer is in my shower, I dragged dead bodies to the dumpster, and dumbed them into the garbage. To much as happens in one day it was tiring.
I go inside and flop on the couch and try my best to take a nap. I hear the shower turn off and peek out from one of my eyes and see that Jeff is walking downstairs and he moved my head and he grabbed me from my back and he started to lay down on the couch and I was laying on my back near his chest. I was pretending to be asleep and I knew he wasn't falling for it but he just went with it and suddenly we both fell asleep.
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Do you Trust me? (Jeff the killer love story)
FanficCharlotte is your average teenage 16 year old trying to get through High School until she meets someone that she didn't know that will turn around her whole life **Only post on Weekends :>**