Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

The Hospital

"But first, let's make this interesting," I grinned, readying myself and my dagger. I jumped the officer that called us punks and stabbed his throat. It was a very bloody scene.

I heard five gunshots and felt pain in five different areas of my body. My shoulder, my arm, my other arm, my leg, and my back.

I fell down into the cement, feeling so much pain. I can handle one bullet, but not five!

"Another officer down!" the female reported into her radio. EJ took the time to stab her, but more kept on coming. Eventually, I was cornered by the police, all aiming guns at me. 

I clung to my dagger, although I was losing blood and strength quickly. A policeman tried to yank it from me, but I held on.

I was not going to lose my life. I had Jeff to live for.

Jeff. He needed me and I needed him. He was my soulmate. My partner in crime. My everything.

I can't die.

Not yet.

But I could hardly move. Every movement hurt like a buttcheek on a stick!

Where are you, Nolan? You're MIA!

Geez, chill. I was just taking a trip down memory lane.

Now's not the time! I'm gonna die here if I don't do something!

Thanks to you we're gonna go to prison. You didn't listen to me.

Fuck you! You didn't say anything aside from the obvious!

Oh, yeah. I forgot.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"  I screamed at the voice. Everyone but EJ looked at me like I was crazy. Which I was.

"Is she mentally okay?" one medic asked. I didn't realize the ambulance had already gotten here.

"Obviously not. She and that guy in the blue mask--" he was cut off by EJ leaping and stabbing him in the head, through the temple. He did that to the other cops surrounding me.

The medics looked stunned. There were only about maybe four policemen left. The rest were dead. But I heard more sirens, signaling that more were still coming.

Dammit.

"Hurry, she's losing blood fast."

You're gonna be put on death row, I'm telling you.

Nice to know.

Even my thoughts were slurred. I could hardly talk. I could hardly think.

"Who sent you?" a chubby officer demanded.

Me, being out of it, almost answered with the truth. "Slend-"

EJ put his hand over my mouth before I could get out the rest of his name. "She meant to say nunya business."

Before I knew what was happening, I felt cold metal on my wrists and heard the clicking of handcuffs.

Dammit, I got arrested again!

I heard EJ go ballistic, murdering two, but the other cops managed to restrain him too.

"You both have the right to remain silent. Anything that is said may be used against you in court."

Whale shit.

We're screwed.

I went in and out of consciousness. I could feel a puddle of blood forming under me.

I was losing too much blood.

If this went on much longer, I wasn't gonna make it.

"Stay with us, okay? Jeff needs you." EJ commanded as a medic loaded him into the second ambulance that had just shown up.

"I'll... try..." I mumbled. I was super dizzy

"Who is this 'us'? And who is Jeff?" 

"NUNYA BUSINESS!" EJ yelled from inside.

"You have the right to remain silent!" an officer with him ordered.

Just let them take you to the hospital, then try to break out once you're healed enough to walk.

Mhm.

Then, I fully lost consciousness.

When I came to, I saw a white ceiling. I looked around and saw white curtains separating me from other patients. There were two police standing guard at the head of the hospital bed.

"Hello?" I tried to call out. My throat was sore and scratchy, and I made a weird sound trying to talk.

"Stop talking."

I looked up at the source of the voice. It was the cops. They were probably there to make sure that EJ and I weren't going to do anything stupid.

Like attempting to escape. Which, might I tell you, was heavily on my mind.

I cleared my throat, although it hurt. "EJ?"

"Yeah, I'm here," he replied. I sighed in relief.

I looked at myself. I was bandaged where all the bullet wounds were. EJ and I were lucky to survive.

I barely did. I was struck in the back. If the bullet had come one centimeter closer to my spine, I would've been paralyzed, or worse, dead.

"You ok?" EJ asked. I nodded

"You still have the right to remain silent. Everything you say can be used against you in court."

Wonderful, I thought sourly. But we weren't ever gonna make it to court. BEN's gonna bust us out. Wasn't there a time limit before they assumed we got caught? 24 hours?

Just stay calm and wait for the right moment to strike. Just... make sure that you and EJ are healed. It may take a while. Nolan advised.

"Ugh..." I thought aloud.

One of the cops guarding us sighed. I sighed back even louder.

I suddenly had thoughts about my cat, Mittens. I hadn't thought about her since I left for school. Speaking of school, I missed my friends. I missed my old life, before all the murder...

But, hey, I loved my new life. I had Jeff and Smile Dog. Not to mention all the cool new music Jeff had shown me. 

Bands like Motionless in White or Panic! At the Disco.

I felt my eyes grow heavy once more. I fell into a deep slumber, even though I was hurting all over.

My wounds were gonna leave scars. They're gonna be my first battle scars.