As a psychology student, being casually stalked has thrown you for a bit of a loop.

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

You fell on your knees as Jeff had the gun on his hand,aiming at your head. "What are you waiting for?!! Shoot me already!" you yelled at him. "I can't! Especially to you Y/N!!" he said as he stopped aiming at your head. You sighed "Fine,if you won't do it... I will" you quickly kicked the gun off his hand and catched it in mid-air. Aiming at your head while holding the trigger and smiling while a tear rolling down your eye, "Goodbye Jeff" you plainly say. "NO Y/N YOU IDIOT--" A loud BANG was heard all over the forest.

Fate can be.. twisted. Sometimes to the point where it's too messed up to fix it. But what if.. what if it isn't so bad after all? "The more blood on my hands, the more my sanity slipped away..." ⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK FOR THIS STORY⚠️ ⚠️Slight profanity, bleeped out, though⚠️ ❗️I update throughout the entire week EXCEPT on weekends ❗️ 🔆COMPLETE🔆

It's just a glitch on the computer. Nothing major. It happens to everyone. Everyone gets a virus now and then. Right?

Jeff is back by popular demand, in a sequel for To Live without Fear! You and Jeff have settled into your life together, hopping from place to place, going wherever the wind takes you. You haven't had many run-ins with the law ever since you escaped from the mental hospital and Jane's wrath, but there are other, stranger consequences to living with an infamous serial killer, and these consequences come in the form of Jeremy MacArthur. COVER ART BY A-SLEEPLESS-DEATH ON TUMBLR

The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}