Jeff The killer X Reader

Chapter 2

[Authers Note: Sorry I said Ill post this on tuesday but I finished the second chapter already so thought to do it. Tell me your thoughts :x]

        I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I stood up and headed towards the kitchen to grab some water. When should I go to the police station? I look at the time on the stove. Its 10:00am so maybe at 1:00pm? I nod agreeing with myself. It seems that they showed up so maybe they found my phone. 

      I froze staring at the coffee table in front of the couch. My phone. I slowly looked across the room. At least they aren't in here. I reached for my dagger and held it in front of me walking around. Not before picking my phone up and sliding it In my pocket. He must of found it... Did he go threw it? I have sensitive information on that. How did he get in? I check both doors, locked. All the windows.. Locked. He could have came through the back attic door. If he could climb extremely good.

    I pulled it down and climbed half up still being cautious of the house, he could still be here. I peaked at the window, smashed. Okay, he could not have left out of the doors, so his only way out would be the attic, but since you have to use the rope to pull the attic door shut, and if he did leave the rope would be on the inside of the attic, but it wasn't. He's still here. My heart felt like it stopped. And I slowly crawled down. Where is he?? When I finally shut the door. I found my answer.

    I stared at him, as he stared at me. We stood there staring at each other. I know it's him because of his eyes. I don't look away from him fearing that if I do he would pounce on me. My hand gripped the dagger in my right hand. I can't run out the doors, they will take to long to unlock. Should I jump out the window? No those locks are complicated. I have no choice, I need to at least try to fight him.

   I finally break eye contact to study is body. I've fought bigger guys before, but their slow. Since he looks to be in better shape he'll be faster then they are. My eyes went back to his eyes. Does he recognize me? Even if he did I doubt he would hold back, we never knew each other personally. I notice him smile more. "Did you just check me out?" He asked startling me. Ignoring his question I asked, "Why didn't you kill me in my sleep? It would have been much easier." I said keeping eye contact. He cocked his head to the side, his smile becoming even more wide then before.

    "Oh? Do you want to die?" He asked taking a step closer. I took one back. "It wasn't on my agenda, no." He hummed in response taking another step closer. "What do you want?" I asked angrily. His smile got wider. "I have a proposition for you, and also I'm hiding from the cops you so rudely called on me, so for that reason im going to stay here for a bit. " He said. I gave him a 'what the fuck' expression. "I'm sorry.. Fucking pardon?" "I. Am. Going. To. Stay. Here." He said pauses between each word. I shake my head, "No No no no. You cannot stay here."

    He took a couple steps towards me. " Oh you don't understand. You don't have a choice." I stared up at him, holding my ground. "I'd rather die then have you stay here." I stated. He growled and punched the wall behind me denting it. "Listen princess, I have a job to do, and that said job involves me staying here. So unless you want to be tied up to a chair in your own living room and your only source of food is a sponge that is gagged to your mouth coated with the most spiciest hot sauce, I think you should change your mind." He said cunningly, leaning towards my face. Why does he need to stay here? Out of all places? And also what proposition? Does he need me? Does it have to do with? No, it cant be. That place doesn't exist anymore.

     I cleared my throat, and straightened my back causing him to back up a bit, putting my dagger in its case. "One rule, Jeffery." I said looking at him dead in the eyes. " Fix that damn window." I said that then made my way to the kitchen, with his eyes following me. I opened the closet in the kitchen and grabbed a relatively large plastic sheet and duck tape and a pair of scissors. I walked back up to him and just through it in his arms. I then made my way to the living room and sat on the couch turning the tv on to whatever was available.