Behind Enemy Lines *UNDER CONSTUCTION*

Chapter 3

Jeff The Killer

As I looked at the pieces of shattered mask on the floor I felt a knife being pressed up against my neck. I looked up to see Jane's face a few inches away from mine. And let me tell you, she looked pissed.

"You son of a-" she was abrubtly pulled away by a tendril.

"Let me go!" She yelled covering her face. I looked up at Slenderman. He put another tentacle on her forehead to knock her out. She slumped over, still gripping tightly to her knife.

"Not even here a full day and she's already in trouble." I stated.

"She is not the only one in trouble." Slenderman said picking me up with his tendrils. Then everything went black.

Jane The Killer

I jolted awake when I heard a door being slammed close. I tried getting up only to be jerked right back down. I looked at my arms, legs, and waist to see that they were strapped to a metal chair.

"It's no use. You won't get out of that chair no matter how hard you try." I heard a husky voice tell me. I looked up to see Jeff in the exact dame position I was in.

"Fuck you. This is all your damn fault." I spat at him. Then I remembered I didn't have my mask. I started to freak out. He must have noticed because looked at my face and smirked.

"Calm down Jane. You don't look like a gremlin. You actually look pretty hot. Puberty did you well."

"Pervert." I looked away from him.

"What? No matter how much I hate you, I still can't ignore the fact that I would do you." He said.

"You sicken me." I faked throwing up.

"Don't care." He shrugged.

"How old are you?" I asked him. Since Its been years since we have last seen each other, and creepypastas can stop aging when they want too, i have no idea how old he is.

"In real life 29, but I stopped aging at 20. What about you?" He asked curiously.

"I'm the same age as you but I stopped aging at 19." I said, looking him over.

"You checking me out?" He asked smirking.

"You wish." I retorted.

"You two are finally awake." Slenderman said, walking into the room.

"No shit Sherlock." Jeff said.

"Be quiet Jeff. Before I let either one of you go, I need to know If I should kick Jane out. If you two can't get along together, one of you has to leave." Slenderman looked at Jeff for his answer.

"She can stay. I don't think she will try to kill me again anytime soon." He stated full of confidence.

"All right. Jane you can stay. But I do not ever want to see what I saw in the living room happen again, understood?" He asked.

"I understand." I replied flatly. After that the straps loosed and I could move. I quickly left the room, leaving Jeff and Slendy behind.

Right before I could make it to my room, I was pulled backwards into another room. I turned around to face the person when I felt my back it the wall. I regained my focus to see myself face to face with Jeff.

"You again! What the hell do you want this time?" I yelled at him.

"Shhhh...." He put a finger to my lips.

"I just want to get a closer look at your face." He studied my face. Before I could protest, he slid a rough hand over my cheek. I finally got a hold of myself and kneed him in the crotch. He doubled over in pain.

"Thats what you get you dick." I said before walking back to my room. What was that all about?