Jane and Jeff the Killer

Chapter Fifteen: The Night Walker Part Three

"You've done a great deal of work to get this far." Nümla takes a seat by me. She's such an odd broad. I feel quite nervous actually, my hands are definitely clammy.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, Nümla." That's all I'm afraid I could say. I fidget because I don't want her to know things. If she's in my head, this could be horrible.

"Oh I know of your little plan, I know of your confusion. You're a very frustrated young lady, living with the man who killed your parents. That's got to be tough. You love him, I know. Yet you want him dead. I know what you're planning, and I might be able to help you." Her words carried weight. She's in my head, hearing my very thoughts. Maybe she's been manipulating me this entire time. Then again I need to watch myself because she obviously can hear everything.

"Alright." I say, maybe I really shouldn't kill Jeff.

"Meet me again soon. You'll know the proper time." She motions for me to leave, and I do. I run out of the place and bolt into the house. I need to seem like Jeff is my everything. No matter what I feel he still has to pay for what he's done. I still must kill him.

I run directly into Jeff. Nümla was right, I suppose I do love him. I have to cherish the last moments I have with him before I take his life. I hug him tight, burrowing my head into his chest. I can feel the shock move through his body, then his arms extending out to hold me close to him. Oddly enough he makes me feel safe, and I'm sure I do the same for him. Ugh, why does life have to be so confusing. Why? God damnit why?! I think once Jeff is gone... I'll kill myself. I will have ended his cruelty and will end mine before it even has a chance to blossom. Life. Oh god life is so hard. In the end it doesn't matter if I have my eyes open or closed, I always see the same darkness.

We stand there for a long time, when I remove myself from him I can see his shirt is wet. I was crying? Has it become so normal that I cry without knowing? I will miss him, he has become my wonderwall.
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I lay down for rest when Jeff comes into my room. "Jane, do you want to sleep in my room?" He speaks so softly to me, his voice caressing my tortured mind.

"Sure." I respond lightly to him, and just as I'm about to get out of the bed he lifts me from my place and carries me to his room, carefully laying me on his bed. I didn't ask him too, and honestly hadn't ever expected something like this to happen.

As I'm laying there, he pins me down. Gently he burrows his face into my neck and starts nibbling. An embrace, maybe our last. I continue as I had done previously with him. This time it's even more sensual, filled with utter passion. This side of Jeff I don't think anyone has ever explored, and most would think impossible. He has shown me a side, otherwise lost in his psychopathic mind. It rings of nostalgia. I feel vibrant, almost effervescent, if that's even possible. I explore a sense of euphoria, pure nirvana. This may only be my second time, but it is the true cloud nine. His touch enthralls me, his gaze goes into my very essence, it's as if all of time stops just so that we may have this moment, and this moment to cherish.
I can see sweat start to bead amongst his forehead, I can see his eyes slowly break away from mine. I think he might.. His voice is so lustrous as he finishes, and in sync with me. It's absolute heaven. If this is joy I want to hold to it as long as I can, we fall asleep while in one another's arms.

"Jane, Jane..." Huh? Who's there?
"You cannot kill what you love.." I'm looking all around me, where are you? Who are you? "Head my warning, don't remove what last you have." Wait! "Remember my voice, remember me, remember my words..."

I woke up sweating heavily, my breath is very deep. Who was that? I look to make sure Jeff is still by my side, and he is. Eyes wide open, deep in slumber. Ever since Jeff has brought me to this place.. No, ever since I met him my life has been nothing but confusion. I leap up from the bed, and head down the hall, and down the stairs into the kitchen. I take a seat and try to make sense of what all just happened.

"You cannot kill what you love.." What does that mean? "Head my warning, don't remove what last you have." what warning? Don't remove what last you have, is that my warning? Don't kill what you love? Is that it? I love him, but do I really love him? Is this about Jeff. Remember my voice, remember me, remember my words... Mom! Of course! That voice, it's been so long since I've heard it I'd almost forgotten the sound of it... Why.. Wait, it all makes sense.

I grab a stick of chalk I find laying near the fridge, convenient. Next is salt, and candles. I find the salt in the top cupboard in the kitchen, and I grab the candles from the living room where I was first tied to the chair. Now all that's left is a lighter. I search all of the drawers in the kitchen, no lighter. I move over to the stove, tipped the back onto the top of the burners, there it is. I slowly draw a pentagram with the chalk, and then sprinkle the salt on the outside circle. I place the candles at the five points of the star. I say a prayer I once heard my mom say to 'contact' my grandpa. She had said it worked, so maybe this will when I try to contact her. God I hope so.

"Jane? Is that you? You heard me!" Mom? Oh my god it worked! It really worked! But, I can't see her.. Am I only supposed to hear her?

"Mom? Where are you?" She rustles and I watched as she slowly drifts from the inside of the pentagram. She hasn't aged a bit. She's just as I remember, I feel heat behind my already flushed face, and then it hits. Like a boulder to a dam it hits. The water works have erupted and I'm sobbing at the sight of my mom. I don't even know how long it's been since I've seen her, and all I want to do is reach out and hug her. I want to hold her and never let her go.

"Dear, calm down." The way she said it is so soothing... "You mustn't worry now, I don't have long. Look, I know what Jeff did was wrong..." She starts to fade in and out, she wasn't lying.. "Don't lose him, he's proven to be okay.... I.. love you.." She's gone again, she said don't lose him.. So now my mission is clear; Kill Nümla.