"Welcome to your new home, Bella." The woman smiled then I eyed the house, but I didn't like it.
"I hate it." I said and held my plain black backpack tighter.
"I wanna go home." I said, then the woman glared.
"This is your home-"
"I wanna go back to my mommy!" I stomped my foot, then she glared, but the man smiled as he kneeled in front of me.
"Bella, sweetheart, your mommy isn't here. She's... sleeping, for a long time. We're going to take care of you while she's gone, okay?" He said, and I slowly nodded. He smiled then brushed my hair back, standing up.
"Come on. I'll show you to your room." He said and led me upstairs, opening a plain white door. Inside, I saw pink everything and felt gross.
"I hate pink!" I said, then the man laughed.
"Then I'll help you design this room to how you like, how's that?" I looked up at him and smiled, nodding once.
"Alright, I'm glad. It's late though, why don't you get some sleep, hmm?" I nodded, then he left the room, and I shut the door behind him, locking it as well. I went to the big closet then put my bag inside on the floor. As soon as I had my pajamas, I got into them then climbed into the bed.
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I jumped as something hit the floor next to my window, then I turned, staring at the boy that stood there. He wore a bright hoodie with dark stains and had dark pants, but I couldn't see his face past his long hair and the hood."Who are you? I'll scream, they'll hear-"
"Oh, you won't have time-"
"You don't scare me!" I snapped, and he reached up, pushing his hood back off his head. When he did, I saw he had big eyes and a long red smile.
"Do I scare you now?"
"No." I laughed, and he looked somewhat shocked.
"What?"
"You look funny!" I laughed then started giggling, but I covered my mouth before I woke the mean lady and the nice man across the hall.
"I look funny?" The boy asked then came over, turning my lamp on.
"Kid, I'm here to kill you-"
"Why? I didn't do anything to you, did I?" I laughed, then he held his hips.
"You're a weird kid. How come you aren't scared of me, huh?" I shrugged then grabbed my pillow, hugging it as he eyed me.
"What's your name, kid?"
"Bellatrix Bright." I said, and he slowly sat on the bed, eyeing me.
"I'm Jeff." He said, and I stuck my hand out, making him slowly grab it and stare as I shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Jeff. Are you a foster kid like me?" I asked, then he shook his head.
"No, I'm not. I'm no one's kid." He said, then I reached up and felt his cheek where the red line was.
"Why are you cut here?" I asked, and he sighed.
"It's a long story, Bellatrix."
"Then tell me? I can't sleep, maybe you can tell me your story, and I'll fall asleep." I said, and his eyes got a bit bigger.
"Uh, sure, kid." He said, then I moved, laying my head on his leg and covering myself with the blanket as he tensed under me.
"You really shouldn't-"
"I'm scared, Jeff. That lady is mean; I don't want to be alone." I admitted then felt his hand hold my shoulder.
"I'll protect you, Bellatrix. Do you still want to hear my story?" I nodded against his leg then closed my eyes, cuddling into him as he told me the story of how he got so hurt.
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The Fearless Child
FanfictionTossed into the foster system and taken in by an entitled woman and her husband, Trix is less than pleased with her new life. When Jeff The Killer pays her a visit with the intention to kill her, he discovers instead just how special she is and lets...