Cold Blade || Jeff The Killer Fanfiction

Chapter 4: Joy (Sarcasm)

~Ellie's POV~

Yeah, so i just knocked out Rapunzel over here with an expensive vase, and am currently poking him with his own knife. I wonder when he'll wake up.

His eyes are an icy blue; which I find terribly strange because everywhere I've checked, they're black from insanity which I do not find entirely scientifically correct, but the guy has been living with no eyelids so i don't know what to believe anymore.

I wonder what he would do if i cut his hair and tied him to my bedpost. Lets find out, shall we?

I went over to my closet and opened the little door behind my pile of doll dresses, and pulled out one of the coils of rope that were stacked behind the whips.

He was still unconscious from my point of view, so i tried to lift him, but he was surprisingly heavy so i just dragged him by his feet, then put his arms above his head and tied his wrists to my bed.

I studied his face carefully. He isn't all that bad looking if you get over the 'having no eyelids' thing and the slashes across his cheeks.

What I don't understand is why fan girls believe he cut chunks out of his cheeks. He slit them. Not like a Chelsea Smile, he literally made two slits in his cheeks, but they aren't as gruesome as his eyelids.

Not being able to resist the urge, I run my hands over his chest through his shirt, and it feels surprisingly hard (Dirty Mind:Activated lol not sorry).

"What are you doing." Jeff asked suddenly, and i looked up to see him fully awake, but his eyes were black this time.

I smirked, "Having some fun."

Jeff gave me a strange look. "You're going to rape me?"

"No. Im going to cut your long locks." I smiled sweetly, with venom in my tone, and giggled as a look of panic overtook his face.

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~Narrator's POV~

Jeffery's face was a face of terror, and Ellie was giggling sweetly as she traced the tip of a pair of scissors on his jawline.

"Do whatever you want to me. Don't cut my hair. Please!" Jeff pleaded with the girl, and she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Why are you so afraid of getting your hair cut?" she asked curiously and she studied him with her pale eyes.

Jeff hesitated for a second, but then mumbled his response.

Ellie nodded, "Oh, so it's like that thing in the Bible. The guy who got his hair cut lost all strength and energy. "

Jeff gave her another confused look, "How did you know what I said?"

"I can decipher mumbles, Jeff. What do you think I am? A 16 year old rebellious teen that never paid attention in school?" She snorted in an unladylike fashion and wrapped a strand of her very long hair around the scissors she held.

"Well, I can't tell how old you are. You look 18 but act 15." He averted his eyes, and began to shake.

Ellie stopped twirling her hair and paid attention to his shaking. "What's wrong?"

"My eye drops." Jeff replied.

"You use eye drops?? That makes sense. How else would you survive without eyelids." Ellie facepalm end.

"Could you let me go so i could put them in??" Jeff asked urgently, and Ellie laughed again.

"I'll do it." She said as she began to feel around his pockets (A/N: awkward time to get a boner), and finally found them in a small silver bottle.

She opened the top and examined it. She took a whiff, the put a few drops on her wrist, and winced as it burned a bit.

"Who gave these to you?"she asked, rubbing the spot where she had put the drops, looking at the blackened skin.

"One of my collegues. He's an asshole. What is that stuff?" Jeff asked, feeling slightly concerned. Not for her, but the fact he was going to put those in his eyes.

Her eyes darkened and she took a breathe, "Sulfuric Acid."

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