Going Sane.
  • WpView
    Reads 1,041
  • WpVote
    Votes 28
  • WpPart
    Parts 5
WpMetadataReadOngoing15m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Apr 28, 2014
''Jeff... I said leave her alone.'' I dropped the matches, stomping down on them. That happiness I usually felt while killing, was gone. "What's wrong with you? Kill the girl!" Jeff said, looking at me, with a softer look than his normal insane one. '' I can't kill her Jeff. I love her. '' I said, kneeling down, and picking the small girl up. She buried her head in my neck, and I could feel the terror radiating from her. Jeff dropped his knife, and his head cocked to the side. '' Arelyn... Are you... Are you going sane?'' He said. The only thing that kept him from frowning, was the jagged lines he carved forcing a smile onto his face. ------ Arelyn Huntsman, is a murderer, who's obsessed with fire. Jeff is a murderer, who's obsessed with leaving a bloody scene with his knife. When two killers end up with the same random victim, things go off track. Arelyn tries to kill Jeff with fire, something that helped turn him into what he is today, and soon, all hell breaks loose between the two. When arch enemies, become partners... Things take an unexpected turn for Jeff and Arelyn...
All Rights Reserved
#983
pasta
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • I Found You {Jeff The Killer X Reader}
  • 'Be mine' (Jeff the Killer x Reader)
  • Killers Can't Love (A Jeff The Killer Romance)
  • ...
  • Sanity is Just a State of Mind (18+_A Jeff the Killer fan fiction)
  • Personal Lock Down (Jeff The Killer X Reader)~Creepypasta
  • Dead Again - Jeff The Killer x Reader
  • Human Again (A Jeff the Killer story)
  • ASK THE CREEPYPASTA'S ^^!!
  • Orphanage (a creepypasta fanfiction)

『 #8 ɪɴ ᴊᴇғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ 』 The blood rushed over my body, heart beating, world spinning. It was a whole new world, I never knew something so bad could feel so good. The blood on my hands, the scream of their voices- I've done it. I've killed my first victims. This was the first murder in 2 years in our small town since Jeffery.. Now I know why he did it. The feeling, eating inside you, craving to get out. I stood there, staring at the bodies. I heard the sirens- growing closer, closer... And that when I saw him. Standing in the back yards corridor. Smiling, eyes not moving from my sight. "Found You." And that's when he grabbed my hand and ran. A new adventure began; [Trigger warnings: Murder; Rape; Prostitution]

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines