PAINTING WITH SILVER (Jeff The Killer FanFic)

PAINTING WITH SILVER #1

This is my first story ever sooooo... I hope you like it at least little ✌

YOUR POV

Goddamn insomnia. It was Sunday night and the clock just struck 3 a.m. Fuck. Asleep by 3rd period tomorrow... The coldness is surrounding my senses and I can't stand it! I get up to turn on my heat and on my way there I look out my window. There was a strange white flash before my eyes, then it was gone, so fast. It scared me and the feeling shivered down my spine as well as my legs. I turned my heater up to 80 and ran back to bed, monsters under my bed! I should have expected to be cold with what I was wearing... Misfits T-shirt and blue boy shorts. I could never stand sleeping in pants! It feels so suffocating. I curled up under the covers, looking out the window at the ever changing swirls of cloud, the vast stars millions of miles away. The thoughts let me close my eyes and relax my tense muscles. I heard my window click open and I sat upright, teeth clenched and eyes as if I were in headlights. I was panicking! My window was slightly open and cold air flowed in. I didn't want the cold back in my finally warm room! I shook as I stood and quickly walked over to my window. I shut it and locked it with the deadbolt lock. I felt a false sense security. I turned on my heel and ran back to back bed, imaginary monsters under it. I grabbed the covers and pulled them over me, laying on my back. I looked
out my window half expecting to see someone. I felt a little childish and dumb for thinking so. My window had always been a little wanky anyways... I closed my eyes but still felt uneasy. I relaxed my body and went into a half sleep. A cold hand covered my mouth. The monsters under my bed were more real than I thought.  I opened my eyes to see two forever open ones. I opened my mouth to scream only to see a forever smiling one. These features had been painted in silver.

JEFF'S POV

Even to me the night was cold. I had been walking for a few hours, having gotten into a have fight with Slender. I just had to get out of the mansion. I was looking into windows of houses until a saw a girl. She was so beautiful. Pale white skin, bright crimson hair, a Misfits T-shirt and blue boyshorts. I had to get closer. I had to feel that flawless white skin, run my hands though that red hair, kiss those-NO! What am I thinking! I've never felt like this for anyone! I never will dammit! I will pierce her sternum with this knife just like everyone else! I gripped my knife tighter and walked up to the home. I climbed up the terrace to the second floor. I was as quiet as my body would allow. I stuck my knife though the crack in the window and it quietly clicked open. She shifted in bed and I panicked! I jumped through the window and hid under her bed as fast as my legs would go. Her bed shifted above me and I saw her bare feet walk to the window and run back. She must be running from 'monsters'. Well real monsters since I'm here... I waited until the rustling ceased above me, then I slowly and exceedingly carefully slid out from under the bed, and stood. The moonlight beamed white off her skin and crimson hair. I advanced towards her and felt her silk skin on her cheek with the back of my hand. Her eyes began to open and I didn't know what to do! I went to my default reaction and covered her mouth with my hand. She was horrified. I felt just as bad as she was scared.