I Cant Stop (A jeff the killer fanfic)

Officer Dean

I back away from the door. He pulls the keys from the side of his belt, and starts to look for the right one for my door. I run to the corner of the room praying he won't find the key, but I guess I didn't pray hard enough. He opens the door and then locks the lock and walks in and pulls the door shut. I hear it click witch means its locked. He smiles as he puts the keys in his pocket, "This is going to be fun AJ. Just don't skwarm to much." He takes off his shirt and belt, and throws them on my bed. He grabs the handcuffs off his belt, and walks twords me as he smiles. I try to run but this time he was faster than me, and he reaches out a hand and grabs me. I scream, kick, and thrash in his arms to get away. Its no use. He starts to head over to the door. He cuffs one of the cuffs on me. He has the other one ready to cuff me to the door so I won't run. He's just about there when he losens his grip, and I drop down out of his arms. He turns around and I slam him into the bars. He hits his head really hard on the bars and blacks out. I wait a minute to see if he's really out cold and not just faking it. I get up when I'm sure, and reach my hand into his pocket. The keys are gone! I check every pocket, and nothing is there. Their gone! Were could they be? Just then Officer Dean wakes up. He looks pissed off, and he jumps up. Grabs my wrist roughly, and slams me agints the door. I feel pain all over my body. I taste metal in my mouth. I spit and its blood. I don't care anymore. I'm a virgin this is going to hurt. I didn't give myself to Jason caz I'm still 15 not ready as some would say. I know about sex don't get me wrong I'm just not ready. He pushes his hands up my shirt and grabs my breasts with such force that I shead a tear. He pulls down my pants, and my underwear Then I feel liquid all over my body, and hear a deep laughter from behind me. I turn around to see officer Dean dead on the floor. I pull my pants and panties back up, and look at the corrner of the room. Where I see a young boy sitting on the floor this his head in his lap. I walk over to him. "Hello? Who are you?" He stands up with his head down and his hoodie on. "I'm Jeff. Jeff The Killer."