Blood and smiles...Jeff the killer x reader

Chapter 2

Your POV (art above is mine)
The lunch bell finally rung...my mind was clouded with the thoughts of that guy that was standing next to that tree...maybe I should investigate...nah that's for dumbasses in horror movies. "Hey (y/n)!" I heard Charlie yell my name and snapping her fingers near my ear to get my attention. "Yes?" I looked at her through my lashes.  "Spacing out aready? Anyways did you hear about the murder in the girl's bathroom this morning?" I looked at her face genuinely confused "what are you taking about?" "Amber White- ya'know the girl who picks up every guy she sees? Or saw. Yeah, she recently died" I looked at her, trying to see if she was pulling one of those stupid pranks again. The only visible emotion she had etched on her face was of void, Amber was a quite unpleasant to be around. She always walked up to people like she owned everybody, always had her head up high and always using daddy's money for luxurious items. "And there are rumors about Amber having this carved smile on her face" Charlie said cringing while mentioning it. I was still thinking about the guy with the white hoodie. "Hey Charlie I'm going to use the restroom real quick I'll be back" I told her as she looked at me and said "yeah just don't let the killer get you!" she said waving me off with a grin. I rolled my eyes at her as I pretended to casually walk towards the bathroom but as soon as she turned around to talk to her other group of friends I sped away towards the gates of the back of the school leading to the woods. I stoped running as soon as I got to that one lonely tree and cautiously looked around. My heart thumped against my chest as if I would get caught by someone or the person responsible for Amber's murder, a legit murder was committed at my school and I'm in the damned woods. Police cars were everywhere, the high pitched sounds of the blaring sirens could simply drive anyone crazy. Thoughts went spiral inside my head until I heard crunching noise of the dried up leaves scattered all over the yellow grass underneath my feet. I quickly turned around and there he was....the guy with the white hoodie. From close up I could see more details, his white hoodie had weird faint brown stains all over it and out of no where he started to chuckle. I looked at him confused. "Hey, are you ok?" I said trying to get a full view of his face by staring intensely at him. "Says the chick who runs into the fucking woods all alone knowing she could die" he spoke in a rough croaky tone. I flinched by just the sound of how horrible his voice sounded, his voice sounded chapped and croaky like he hasn't spoken in years. He pulled out a kitchen knife from the front pocket of his hoodie and gripped it, threatening to stab me to death by motioning it. I frowned upon seeing his behavior towards me. "So..you gonna run for your pathetic life or what?" He spoke again pointing the sharp object towards me.
My eyes widened, my lips couldn't move nor could the rest of my body. I was just staring back at the mysterious guy before me. Then "No..?" Subconsciously slipped out.