I fell in love with a killer

So many questions, but no answers

You woke up panting and screaming almost at the top of you lungs. Sat up so fast you almost jump of the bed. You ran and closed and locked ever window the needed to be. And then comes the doors you jumped down the stairs an locked both of them. You can up to your own bathroom and looked I'm the mirror. You tanish skin no longer tan is pale you have dark circles forming under your eyes. The life in your e/c almost gone. Taking deep breaths to calm down but nothing seemed to work for you. After a few minutes or so you began to shack. Was that really Jeff the killer hunting my dreams? Is he now really real? Has he come to get me? Well he find me? Your worst nightmare is coming true. You look up at the blue clock and its 2:09 am. You slowly pick yourself up and open the door and turn of the light. Taking step by step into your room. As soon as you get to your room Kaylee was sitting up looking worried.

Kaylee: we need to talk.

He worried voice carried over and he once light blue eyes turned into darkish blue.

You: Kaylee it was nothing just a bad dream about clowns. And the clowns were chasing me.

You lie so she didn't have to be so worried anymore.

Kaylee: y/n okay... As long it was that I'm fine.

Taking a deep breath and nodding at the same time showing her that you'll be fine, that there is nothing to worry about. So both of you laid back down to fall back to sleep. But bc of the dream. There's no way in hell I'm going back to sleep. Why is Jeff tounting me? Doesn't he have other victims to kill? I'm just me I didn't do anything to no one. Hopefully this blows over pretty soon. Im really I'm to young to die.
But little did you know he was sitting on the branch outside your window watching you. Wishing he was the one calming you down and telling you everything's gonna be alright.
Okay folks I am thinking of like putting things in you point of view. Maybe Jeff POV, Kaylee's POV,  and all the creepypastas POV. What do you guys thing of that?