Killer's Passion - Jeff the Killer
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  • Reads 767
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 1h 5m
Complete, First published Feb 04, 2015
I lied back down on the bed getting comfortable and closed my eyes. It was then something landed on me. I tried to hit it off but my hand was held above my head. I saw it was the guy that was trying to kill me.

       "Go to sleep..." he said to me softly raising the knife in his hand.

        I didn't even fight him knowing what was going to happen. When I didn't feel the blade in his hand going into me I opened my eyes to look at him. He seemed confused. As I looked at him I traced how his face was deformed, his eyes, and his permanent smile. He looked pretty cool and oddly enough, beautiful.

       Kai Cait meets Jeff the Killer face to face finally. What is to happen now? Is is a coincidence he can't kill her or is it something else?



~Heh heh! Heyya my kits!! um...there is cussing and I think it is all uncensored so be warned because if I get kicked off of here for that I will be...well...to put it simply...I will be pissed...so...um...please don't report me. Thanks my kits.
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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
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You often go outside at night. Because that's when you can hide. You wear a mask to hide your pain. You don't smile. When you do it's to conceal pain from reaching out and getting ahold of the last bit of sanity you have. That is, until you meet him. He's always smiling. Even when in pain. His eyes stare into your soul without a single blink. And he holds a bloody knife to your throat. Which will only make him smile more when you start to realize, HE IS FEAR. *DOES INCLUDE ADULT CONTEXT! CUSSING MENTIONS OF RAPE AND OTHER SUBJECTS THAT MAY MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE* You have been warned