Jeff x Jane ~ keep your enemies closer

The times ahead

*trigger warning, I'm sorry but I wrote this when I wasn't in the best mood with myself. Please stay strong. I love you <3*

JEFF'S POV

I rolled over to look at her. The beauty I have always seen in her shining so much brighter now that i could see her at her most calm. Her skin still the same, beautiful, blemish free pale white it has been since I first met her like that. Her hair jet black, curling beautifully around her neck and face, making her paleness stand out more...

...She really is truly beautiful to me.

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After last night Jane and I decided to go to a cabin I had found and had been living in for a while and rest for a bit...well...I say rest heh.

When I woke up the next day I was suprised she was still here. I was taking in all her beauty, but when I looked more closely at her arms and her legs, I could see faded brown and red lines, and I knew they weren't my stab wounds.

The thought of her enflicting pain on herself made me tear up. She is so beautiful, smart, amazing. Why would she do that? I may be a murderer or a psychopath...but I still believe no one should feel like that. What if Jane was that girl I had found that had killed herself? Then I would have never met her and even the thought of that made me want to cry.

I tapped jane on the shoulder and she snored slightly. 'Hehe that's cute' I thought to myself, seeing as she's a heavy sleeper I quickly thought of a plan in my head. I grabbed a pen and lightly started writing on her skin. She started to stir so I crept behind the door to see her reaction...

...I didn't expect to see her cry...

She woke up and looked confused at her arms. Then one tear.

Then another,

Then another until she was sobbing into the pillow. I didn't know what to do so I just hugged her.

And thats when she said it.

I love you too.

JANE'S POV

I felt something tickle my arm, but I ignored it at first.

That was until it became unbearably ticklish, so I started moving around until i heard something run off. 'Must have just been a mouse or something,' I thought.

It took me a little while longer to find the ability to open my eyes. I thought about last night, and while doing so I smiled like an idiot. For a man who is classed as a psychopath or sociopath he can really show when he is enjoying something hehe.

Just as i was beginning to feel happy I looked beside me and low and behold, Jeff wasn't there. 

I have to say I kinda expected it. Of course he would leave. Who would love this?

I started to remember all the people at school. Even before Jeff had changed at the school I was getting bullied. Apparently if you're different people dont like you. Constantly being told you're ugly, being told you're worthless, being told to "just go die" really does get to you after a while. It still gets to me sometimes. In fact. I still remember it every day. Every minute. Every second.

I don't think people realise how even just words can stick in your head. Slowly destroying you until you feel the need to give up. Until you have to draw your own blood or starve yourself to feel relief.

I don't fell the pain of the steel blade anymore. My skin has become used to it, hence why I would always get straight back up if Jeff stabbed me.

I looked down at my arms, expecting to see the dark scars I made on myself to find relief. I was confused when instead all I could see was three words on every single scar.

Every little scar,

Every little mark,

Had the three most important words on them. I LOVE YOU.

Thats when I could feel the tears drip down my face, followed by warm arms. Then I said something i never thought i would be able to say to someone...

...I love you too.