Trick And Kill~~Jeff The Killer X Reader X Eyeless Jack

Chapter 21 Ohana

You had blacked out last night.

  As far as that got, you knew what had happened up until then. You had managed to get the fleeing m*therf$cker that had managed to make his way out of the house and into the silent street completely unsuspected and kill him after some time right in the middle of the street. This, though, had alarmed whoever lived in the houses around the street and one of them had found the courage to make a phone call to the police. The Pacmen were quick to surround both you and Jeff and you made a run for it through the forest, running with all your power, but resulting into you being shot.

  Oh God how much it hurt.

   You had felt the bullets piercing your skin to their whole extend, making your eyes open wide with surprise. It would be easier to shake the feeling off, if Jeff hadn’t turned towards you, his gaze filled with an unfathomable mixture of sheer terror, heartbreak and surprise. It made you want to hug him and tell him everything would be okay, but before you were even able to reach out to him, you were engulfed into a numb void and soon afterwards, you found yourself in the freezing embrace of snow, choking on your own blood.

   After that, there was nothing more than fractions of memories of you and Jeff.

    And there was coldness. There was sheer and unstained cold that surrounded you like a black mist, threatening to reap you away if you decided to let go in any given moment.

  That was up until now.

  Right now, you were warm. You were cozily tucked inside a warm environment. It was soft and cozy and you just didn’t want it to come to an end, even if your slumber was coming to an end and even if you didn’t know how you got there. Because as long as you were there, you knew you were safe; the pain from the bullets was gone and along with it went the numbness also. Now the only thing you were able to feel other than the warmth was a faint fuzziness all around your body, the aftermath of the shots.

  Someone was breathing lightly beside you.

Finally, your eyes flickered and opened.

  You found yourself inside a really small cabin. There was only one room, which sheltered both the hallway, the kitchen and the bedroom, with only one small door that possibly led to the only bathroom of the house. There were only four windows around the house, one of them placed right across from where you were, enabling you to look outside. From what you could see, you were still inside the forest, while new snow was falling hard outside, making you unable to see after some meters. Looking beside you, you see Jeff sleeping peacefully, his head tilted back, with his eyes all covered up by a blindfold. You were leaning on his side, with his hand placed around you, supporting your head and falling loosely on your waist. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt, which was rather odd, since he never seemed to take his white hoodie off, but after some seconds, you realized that you were the one wearing it.

  Okay, it’s time for some explaining.

‘Jeff? Jeff.’ You carefully shake him a little bit to wake him up.

  He snores a bit louder than before, but resumes sleeping.

‘Jeff. Time to wake up, Jeff.’ You mumble.

  Eventually, his breathing becomes lighter and after another snore, his face leans forward. He remains there for a few seconds, obviously disoriented and then his hand gently removes his homemade blindfold, revealing his never-blinking black eyes. Even if there weren’t any eyelids to be half closed, his face still betrayed that he was more than tired. He clicked his lips a few times and messed his black hair and eventually turned towards you, that by now, looked at him with your orange orbs betraying curiosity.

  The smiling killer flashed you one of his signature smirks ‘Hey ______. Rise and shine.’

   You chuckle a little bit ‘I should be the one saying that, male sleeping beauty.’

In response, he messes your hair a little bit ‘How’re you feelin’ ?’ a yawn escapes his lips.

  You give his question a little bit of thought ‘Better I guess. Where are we?’

He removes his hand from around you and throws himself forward, almost crashing at the mattress folded in two ‘In a safe house. I couldn’t lead you back at da house.’

  Right when he mutters these words, his head jerks up suddenly and he looks around him and then at you.

  ‘We must get back now!’ he says and ejects himself out of the bed, rushing to grab everything that you messed up last night, going up and down the place, closing all the windows.

  You couldn’t help but look at him in total confusion as he stormed the place up and down, throwing any unnecessary things in various hidden corners and muttering swears more to himself than anybody else. He threw a first aid kit under the sink and proceeded to grab some new knives from a drawer, hastily hiding them in the back of his jeans. After that, he peeked out of one of the windows, checking again and again that no one was about to attack the both of you and after he made sure everything was alright, he grabbed a phone and dialing a number, he brought it to his ear.

  ‘It’s me. Yeah she’s awake. We’ll be coming home…. Yeah. Are they many?...F*ck! Yeah, I’ll be f*cking careful. Okay… Okay…. I f*cking said okay….. No, there’s no need, I can make it. Right. Okay.’

  There was another short silence and Jeff eventually hanged up and turned towards you, throwing the phone on the bed.

  ‘There still pacmen on the forest. Do you think you can walk?’ he said crossing his arms on his chest.

  ‘Lemme see.’ You move to the edge of the bed and manage with some effort to stand up, and to your surprise, you succeed.

   ‘I guess yes.’ You give Jeff a big smile, but as you take your first step, you realize that your legs are strangely numb, resulting that you feel your hair waving backwards as you were falling. Your heart stopped inside your chest and your thoughts were wiped out immediately. The scream didn't find its way outside your mouth and your hands were thrown forward instinctively to block the fall somehow.

    Two white hands flash from literally nowhere, wrapping around you protectively and you feel yourself being pushed against someone.

 ‘I f*cking guess no.’ you hear Jeff’s low voice dangerously close to your ear.

   The sudden closeness is not something you were used to, so you feel your cheeks heat up rather fast, as a faint pink tint makes its way into them. Thankfully for you, your heart only takes two fast beats and Jeff is completely ignorant to them and doesn’t notice a single thing.  He passes your hand across his shoulders and placing himself in front of you, he raises you in his back, on a piggy-back ride. You make sure your hands are carefully wrapped around his neck and he checks that you are comfortably sat on his back.

 ‘Ready to go out your majesty?’ he jokes and smirks playfully at you.

 ‘Yeah, let’s go home Jeff.’ You say and rest your head on his shoulder.

He grabs a bag full of things that you swing on your back and finally, both of you make your way out of the house.

   The moment you step outside, the cold breeze makes both of you shiver and cold to the bone, as your clothes leave you completely exposed to the bad weather. Jeff turns and locks the door, hiding the key back under the doorway mat. Making sure no one is even remotely close to where you were, the two of you start to make your way back to the mansion, with Jeff’s feet disappearing inside the snow.

  He tries with all his might to make his way among the tall, now white trees, as the strong wind pushes the both of you backwards, making it rather difficult to make the slightest move. Still, the hot-bloodied killer is determined to get you to the Mansion whatever the costs. He tried his everything to keep you alive, so there is no way in hell he would give up. You on the other hand, try your best to hear under the wind for any faint sounds that would indicate you are not alone. The wind and the constant cracking noise the branches of the trees make, don’t seem to help you though, as your senses are kind of blurred still from last night. The excruciating cold reaches deep inside your skin, making your teeth hit with each other, but as they do, you are reminded that Jeff only wears a plain t-shirt.

  ‘Hey Jeff.’ You try to be heard above the wind.

‘What is it?’ he grumbles.

‘Aren’t you cold? Why didn’t you keep your hoodie? It would have kept you warm!’ you say concerned.

  The smiling killer turns to you and flashes you a cocky smile ‘I’m nat as cold as you think. You needed it more than me anyways.’

 ‘If you get a cold, I’m going to kill you, you f*ckingly stubborn killer!’

   ‘Can’t kill what’s already dead.’ he laughs ‘Still, I’d enjoy it to see ya try.’

You give him a small flick on his head that makes his head move forward, but instead of getting mad, he laughs.

  ‘I’ll get you for this.’

‘I’d like to see you try.’ You mock him back ‘Are we far away from the house?’

 ‘Nah, just ten more minutes of walkin’. We couldn’t go back yesterday, so the cabin was out only damn solution.’

  ‘Why?’ you ask but then it dawns to you ‘Oooh, I get it, we could have led them straight there.’

  ‘Yeah. The house is unreachable to outsiders which wonder off out of the f*cking trails. Ya need someone from the house to lead you there in order to find it. Slender’s magic I’m guessing.’ He says.

  ‘So if someone was after us yesterday, we could have led them to the others.’ You say, the images of policemen standing with their guns raised in front of the Slender Mansion flashing on your mind.

  ‘You don’t need to worry ______.’ You hear Jeff say, his voice softening slightly, making you wonder if you imagined it or not.

 ‘….Jeff….’ you mumble ever-so-quietly.

  ‘Hit it.’

‘Thank you for not leaving me back there. I really appreciate it.’ You mumble lightly, hiding your face in the cavity of his white neck.

 You hear him growl in anger ‘You f*cking believed I was gonna leave you there? You think I’m that kind of an @ssh%le?’

  ‘No it’s not that!’ you try to say ‘It’s just that it was a close call. They could have easily killed you because of me! If I was conscious I would have urged you to run away alone. Better me than anyone of you!’

  He sighs angrily.

‘______ you’re gonna listen to me cause I’ll f*cking say it one damn time. Got it?’

  You nod.

‘Believe it or not, you’re now family. And no matter in how deep sh!t we’ll find ourselves in, we’ll always look out for each other. Psychos or nat, we look after each other. So don’t give me dat b#llsh!t. I’ll always make sure you’re okay. Cause you’re family.’ He gives you a stern look over his shoulder.

 The only thing you can do is smile with the sweetest smile the killer had seen in his existence in this damn world, as you wrap your hands over his shoulders to his chest and hug him with all your might, making his snow-white skin turn a little bit pink.

  ‘Thank you Jeff. I really appreciate it.’

‘Don’t mention it kiddo.’

  Voices are being heard from somewhere away from you. Alarmed, you raise your head and scan the place for possible enemies, only to see that you have just passed the Mansion gates. Looking up front, you see the faceless master of the house standing in front of the wide open door, with Masky and Toby standing on his right and on his left. You see Ben and Sally peeking under his tall legs, while Eyeless Jack is already making his way towards you, almost running across the yard.

  ‘____! Jeff! How are her wounds?’ he asks urgently, rushing beside you and trying to get you down from Jeff.

  ‘Don’t move her Jack!’ Jeff warns him ‘She can’t use her legs. The damn bullet went too deep!’

  ‘Children treat your injuries immediately. Masky make way to take _____ to Jack’s infirmary and Toby grab some clothes for Jeff. Jeffery, are you sure you were not followed?’ Slenderman asks as you make your way to the front door. The two Proxies behind him just nod once and disappear inside the house.

  ‘F*ck no. And don’t call me Jeffery!’

  All of you enter the house, rushing towards the basement where EJ’s infirmary is. From above Jeff’s shoulder, you can see the other residents of the house. Ben and LJ are standing in the living room entrance, both totally serious, something that is rather odd from the monochrome clown, who is holding Sally in his arms, who is crying non-stop. Masky and Hoody are running towards the basement to prepare everything for EJ to be able to treat you immediately, while Clockwork and Jane are coming down the stairs, with Clockwork’s face and Jane’s body posture betraying the concern and worry for their best friend. Toby is right at that moment coming out of Jeff’s room, which is right next to yours, holding some clothes on his hands messily.

   You, Jeff and EJ make your way to the basement, where Masky and Hoody help EJ hook you off Jeff’s back and carry you inside the laboratory. Slenderman holds Jeff back from also entering the laboratory, warning the killer silently that EJ needs space to treat you.

  The moment the three boys place you in one of the hospital beds, the two Proxies leave immediately, closing the door behind them and leaving EJ to treat your wounds.

   Wordlessly, the blue-masked killer helps you take Jeff’s hoodie off and lay back on the hospital bed, turning you supinely, drawing out his medical equipment.

    You feel a sharp pain, as a needle is stuck immediately on your back and shortly after, you seize to feel your body from waist down. You know that for EJ to be so silent, things must not look so good, so you lay your head down, trying to breathe calmly and think positively. You can clearly hear the clutter the scalpels and other stuff make as well as EJ’s almost silent swearings. So you just lay there waiting for him to update you on your condition. Minutes pass and turn to hours as the teenager is continuing his work with undiminished focus.

   After a while, you hear him drop his equipment and coming next you, he helps you turn around again, and hands you a blood bag, which you immediately open and start drinking. You follow him with his gaze, as he walks around the room, walking to the door and opening it, he picks up some piled clothes –yours most probably- and coming again next to you, he pulls a chair and sits beside you and removes his mask.

  You look at him expectedly, but for some time, he doesn’t utter a single word.

In the end he just sighs and turns his empty eye sockets to you.

‘You’re the luckiest one in the house for sure. If Jeff brought you half an hour later, you would kiss your ability to walk goodbye.’ He sighs wearily and pulls his chair closer to you.

 ‘It was that bad huh?’ you give him a small smile.

‘Don’t take this lightly _____.’ He scolds you ‘One of the bullets reached your sacrum and fractured it. A little bit further and it would have cut your spine.’

  ‘Heh, I guess I’m lucky you and Jeff were there.’ You say sitting up and turning towards him, playing with you feet and giving him a heartwarming smile.

  ‘Did you have to be so careless? What would happen if you got killed?!’ his voice is painted with anger as well as his face. It was unusual from EJ to lose his temper like that and betray his emotions.

  ‘I’m not so lucky as to be killed EJ. And I would throw myself in front each and every one of you.’ you simply state.

 There is a loud crash and you see one of the small movable tables flies to the other side of the room, its medical equipment falling on the floor along with it.

  ‘How the f*ck can you say that?! Don’t you care about yourself at all?! What’s the matter with you?! Are you suicidal or something?!’ his face is for the first time you see him, completely altered with sheer anger. His eyebrows have furrowed with annoyance over his empty eyes and you feel his empty stare on you sending angry vibes to you, as he has now jumped up from his seat and stands dangerously close to you.

Right at that moment, realization strikes you that this is no longer the sweet and shy EJ you have grown so fond of, but instead the angry killer you got to meet back in the meadow you used to train.

  You look into his empty eyes with your determined own, regaining your composure and putting away the surprise to his reaction, you look at him with determination and seriousness.

  ‘No, I’m not suicidal Jack.’ In the sound of his full name, his eyes blink and you see his anger starting to subside.

  This doesn’t stop you though.

   ‘I would do this again and again, put myself on the front line for each and every one of you just to make sure that you will be alright. And I’m not going either to apologize for this or feel sorry, cause in the end, this is who I am. I am protective to the ones I love and I don’t value my life over theirs. Cause it’s better to be me than you. Any of you. This is who I am. Accept it as it is.’

   You stand up with many efforts and without throwing the slightest glance to the now surprised killer, you grab a shirt from the pile someone left outside the door and pulling it over your head, you cripple your way towards the door with your head held high.

   This is who you are. You managed to find something worth fighting for and this time, you ain’t going to allow to any monster, any human and any god to reap them away from you once again, even if that costs you your life. And there is no way in hell, you’re going to apologize for this.

  As you reach the stairs though, you feel a movement and a pair of sturdy arms wraps tenderly around you, pulling you into a tight hug from behind. You feel EJ lean his head on your shoulder, holding you as if you are the most breakable doll. Surprised, the words leave your mind and you are left speechless inside his tight hug.

  ‘I’m sorry _____, I didn’t mean that.’ He whispers to you, his voice with a faint tint of worry.

  You smile and turning, you hug him back with all your might ‘It’s okay EJ. I know you are worried.’

  The killer is left dumbfounded in your unexpected reaction. Slowly, you feel his surprise subside and his arms wrap around you once again.

   ‘You’re too important for us. Remember that.’

  With the good spirits returning into both of you, you make your way to the living room where the others are, with him helping you walk and you trying your best to do so, with the numbness slowly and steadily subsiding from your body. As EJ explained to you, it would take a few days to recover, since it wasn’t an easy wound this time and no matter how much blood you drank, it would have nearly no effect to it. So with doctor EJ’s instructions, no killing for the next days. But even if you wanted to, your recent adventures with Jeff caused the town to be in high alert once again, so policemen have flooded the forest, searching the whole place from side to side to locate the pair of murderers. Thus, Slenderman has forbid hunting once again.

  Happy voices are heard coming from the living room and once you pass the door inside the room, your vision is immediately covered and the smell of cinnamon reaches your nose, as someone grabs you and spins you around in the air, yelling happily like a little child.

  ‘O-oh yeah!!! _-__ is a-live and rocking o-once again!!!’ you hear an ecstatic Toby yell as he still spins you around with undiminished happiness. He cracks and pops his neck and places you back on your feet, still hugging the sh!t out of you.

  ‘You’re going to choke her Toby. Let her breathe.’ Masky warns him as he comes closer, but Toby ignores him completely.

  ‘I was so scared big sister!’ you hear a small voice say and Sally wraps her hands on your right leg, hugging you.

  ‘Don’t squeeze her too much Toby.’ EJ says but in response, you feel Toby push you back and hug EJ also, trapping you between his and EJ’s body.

  ‘Y-YOU F*CKING DID I-IT E-EJ!!!’

‘HEY IDIOT! Let ____ breathe will ya?!’ Jeff tries to free you but instead, Toby grabs him also.

  ‘PILE UP!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!’ LJ yells and pushes all the Mansion residents on to the five of you.

‘Who the f*ck pushed me?!’ Ben yells angrily.

‘….I….c-can’t…breathe….T-Toby!’ Hoody mutters.

  ‘LJ let us breathe!’ Masky yells as the monochrome clown wraps his prolonged hands around all of you.

  ‘HAHAHAHAHA suck it up Masky!!!’ is the response the clown gives.

‘This is troublesome.’ Clockwork tries to squeeze herself.

    ‘HEY! Who touched my butt?!’ Jane yells angrily.

‘Who thought piling up was a good idea?’ EJ mumbles angrily.

   ‘I’ll kill you in your sleep LJ.’ Jeff says totally pissed off.

‘I’m scared big sis! I can’t breathe!’

   You pick Sally up in your arms, enabling the little child to breathe once again, even if you are still trapped inside that huge, insane hug. Smile is running around the big circle barking loudly in doing so. Then, you just can’t hold yourself anymore. You start laughing. You laugh and laugh, a sound filled with happiness and companionship and with tears of happiness filling your eyes and rolling down. This was one family full of lunatics for sure! But it was your family. As you continue to be squeezed to death, one thought pops in your mind…
 
 

   ~~Ohana means family — no one gets left behind, and no one is ever forgotten.~~