Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

My Thoughts

Several days went past, and eventually, EJ and I were healed enough to go into high-security custody or whatever. I think it's just a high-security jail. I didn't fight the police this time. Although, EJ was struggling against them. Neither of us wanted to be towed off, but we had no choice. Nobody had come for us yet. At least, that I knew of.

But we had no choice. I had a feeling that BEN knew where we were since he could hack into any sort of technology he wanted, including cameras.

So, all he had to do was just hack into any sort of camera around, and he could track us.

I really hoped that Jeff would come and save me, rather than BEN, but I knew that wouldn't happen. Slenderman would only allow BEN, as he can glitch through walls and doors, hack cameras and such, and just cool things like that.

I don't have any sort of superhuman powers. Sure, Jeff only has increased senses, strength, and speed, but I don't have anything. 

I got lucky, being able to outrun Jeff that one time in training. I haven't been able to since. That was just a burst of energy I had. I haven't had a burst like that in a while. If only I could be demonic in some sort of way, like EJ. Or maybe be able to teleport, like Slenderman and BEN.

Although with BEN, it's called glitching, because parts of his body glitch away from one location and into another, until his whole body has glitched away. Like a video game character.

I was thinking about all of this when the police car in front of us came to a sudden halt. I asked the driver what happened, but all he said was, "You have the right to remain silent."

He's one cocky officer if you ask me. He takes his authority too far.

Just like Dad did. I was happy that he wasn't living with Mom anymore. He would always boss her around and hit her when she didn't cooperate. He was even worse with me.

But that was seven years ago. I shouldn't be dwelling on the past.

I noticed that there was another police car behind us. There must've been one in front of EJ's police car too.

It was just a guess, but it made sense. There were two dangerous killers in two vehicles. They needed all the people they could get.

I tried to think of a plan to get out. I came up empty.

I suddenly became tired. Like, really tired.

So, I laid down on the plastic seat and succumbed to sleepiness.

...

"Wake up," the cocky officer demanded. "We're here."

I grumbled and tried to go back to sleep, forgetting all about being a killer. Remembering being in my room, my sweet mom making breakfast for me.

Then, reality hit me... with an 18-wheeler.

Dammit. I'm gonna be on death row now, aren't I?

All those innocent people I've heartlessly murdered...

Well, too late now. If I told any of the Creepypastas that I was having second thoughts, I would surely be killed by Slenderman himself.

And Jeff would find someone else to love. Someone else to call his own.

So, it's imperative that I keep killing in cold blood. No matter how I feel about it. I can't lose Jeff. I just can't. I don't want to think of a life without him. He's my everything.

"I said, get out!" the officer ordered. I got up and rolled my eyes. Jeff would be here any minute to save me, right? He wouldn't let anything happen to me.