creepypasta investigations

real jeff the killer??? part 2

Before I left to tell the others what I had found, I saw something on the wall above Liu's head. "Go To Sleep", written in blood. That was enough to creep me out and never wanna go back behind those dumpsters again in my /life/.

Although, it wasn't anywhere /near/ as bad as when me and some others went inside the abandoned building. There was nothing left of that kid Keith. He had apparently been pounded into a bloody pulp, and then smeared all across the walls. Boy I tell you it took me no time at all to gag and run outta that building. I just left the job of exploring that place to the others.

So shortly afterwards, Jeff was taken to the hospital, and the parents were alerted of what happened. And let me tell you, upset is not a strong enough word to describe their reaction. Man, they were in tears. Especially when they were told tests had been run on Jeff at the hospital and he was found to have taken drugs, which meant once he was in a good enough condition he'd be sent to juvie for a certain amount of years. They begged and pleaded that he not be sent to juvie, and then poured out their whole story of what I just told you to us. The story they told us then of course didn't mention Jeff had /been/ taking drugs for over a year now. Either way we, the police, couldn't really do anything about it, so they took it to court.

Jeff didn't have any charges against him for the murders of the three kids since it was in self defense. I think there was some controversy over Keith since he had stopped attacking and tried to run away, but it still ended in Jeff's favor. The real problem was Jeff's drug usage. Eventually though after much pleading it ended with Jeff getting to stay home, but he'd have to take many trips to rehab.

At the hospital, Jeff had been passed out for a few days. Whenever he woke up he almost immediately began crying out for pain killers. I'm assuming he wasn't used to pain at all, since he had taken so many drugs and pain killers for over a year, and those days of being passed out were enough for the effects to wear off a bit. When the nurse told him no, Jeff started throwing a fit and tried to get up, but the pain was too much so he gave up.

His parents frequently visited him while he was there. Eventually he was able to go home on November 14th, 2011. On the first day he was home though, he asked where Liu was. His parents found out then that Jeff didn't remember the night when the three kids and Liu died. After thinking it over, they decided to just tell him that Liu was dead. They prepared themselves, thinking Jeff would lash out and try to stab them to death with a knife. Instead, after a few minutes of silence, Jeff asked if he could go see Liu's grave. They were relieved at the sane response, and agreed.

When they took Jeff to see the grave, he just stood there for about an hour. Suddenly he kicked and knocked over the grave stone, then sulked back to the car, asking to be taken home. The parents sat the gravestone back upright before they left. Once at home, Jeff hid in his room for hours. They could hear him crying and breaking things, and decided it would be best to just leave him alone. Eventually he quieted down, and they assumed he had gone to sleep, so they did the same thing.

Later on that night, the dad woke up from hearing noise. He didn't feel his wife on the other side of the bed, so he assumed she was up and doing something. He was trying to go back to sleep, but he kept hearing noises. He turned the lamp on to see what was going on.

Across the hallway, he saw Jeff in the bathroom, writing something on the mirror in red. He looked past to see his wife as a mutilated, bloody corpse laying in the bathtub. The entire bathroom was stained in blood, with red handprints all over the walls.

When the lamp turned on, Jeff turned around to face his dad from the bathroom. His eyelids had been cut out. A Joker-esque grin was carved into his face, with blood dripping out. "Hey dad, look," he had said, while pointing to his newly made grin, "I'm happy." The father was still too shell shocked to say anything in response. Jeff put his finger over his mouth in a "Shhh" motion and whispered, "Go to sleep."