Delusive (A Jeff the killer romance fanfic)
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  • Reads 1,889
  • Votes 95
  • Parts 19
  • Time 1h 17m
Ongoing, First published Sep 14, 2014
My name is Caroline Ambros. I'm 18 years old and in my third year of high school. I have long dark brown hair, pale skin, average height for my age, and dark brown eyes. Oh I almost forgot! I have an imaginary friend name Jeff. He's been with me since freshmen year in high school. He taught me that I only need him and him alone, it's nice that I can talk to somebody to bad he's only imaginary.

Caroline was always surrounded by friends. Laughter and happiness was always with her, until she met Jeff in her freshmen year of high school. Slowly day by day her friends started to disappear. They all wanted nothing to do with her.
Now in her junior year of high school Caroline is still left alone. The only person she has left is her family and Jeff. Could Jeff have used her for his own sick joke? Or is he planning something?...
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"Shit, shit! Why did you stab me!?" I exclaim, laying on the floor with my hand grasping my side, not really putting thought into what I'm saying anymore. "Well what did you think I came here to do!?" He still has his knife out, pointed out towards me. I grab the closest object and hold it out in front of me, this just so happens to be a can of hairspray. "No, you stay back there, I don't want you doing any more damage than you've already done." He falters for a second and stares at the can of hairspray before looking back at me, "I am a murderer, this is my job...you know what this is just getting annoying." - An 18yr old serial killer under the name of "Jeff The Killer" has been tormenting a small town in southern Mississippi for around a month now. He didn't know why he decided to target this town, he just needed to blow off some steam. He didn't want to be controlled anymore, he needed something different. When he meets (Y/n), and fails to kill him, will he actually find someone that understands him? (Y/n), also 18yrs old, is stuck in a house with an emotionally and physically abusive step sister, an avoidant step brother, a Dad who seemed to care more about his work and social status then his son, and a distant step mother. On the outside he looks perfect, he seems to have everything handed to him. On the inside though, however much he may think he's a saint, it's all a ruse to hide his homicidal thoughts. He prays for something new, something that will save him from the drone of life. However the way that prayer is answered might not be what he intended, but what he needs. (a/n): The version of this story with my own oc is on Ao3. ⚠️Will include violent scenes ⚠️ Tw: slurs cover art by shatteredankles on instagram