Blood Lust - A Jeff the Killer Love story

Chapter 12 - Goodbye

I was woken up in the middle of the night again, to Jeff getting ready to go killing. I still hadn't stopped thinking of that girl I stabbed. 

"You coming?" He asked

I shook my head.

"Not this time." I said, pulling the blanket tighter around myself.

"Why not?" He asked

"I still feel weird about killing people. I still haven't gotten over the fact that I stabbed someone." I sighed.

"Well c'mon. It needed to be done. She was psycho." He said.

"I still feel bad." I shrugged.

"C'mon! Come with! It will be fun!" He whined.

"It may be fun for you, but it's not fun for me." I sighed.

"Whatever." He sighed, grabbing his knife and walking out the window.

I hope he's not mad at me.

After a while, I finally got back to sleep, only to be woken up by him coming back from killing.

He tripped over his chair and fell to the ground.

I laughed at him.

"It's not funny." He groaned, climbing into bed and facing away from me.

Normally he's more playful than this.

"Goodnight Jeffy. I love you." I smiled 

"Night." He said, but it came out as more of a grunt.

I fell asleep soon after.

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**The next morning**

I barely ate any breakfast. I was too upset.

What did I do to Jeff? Why was he mad at me?

All these questions flowed through my brain, giving me a headache.

When I looked down, my plate was gone, and no one was sitting at the table. Slenderman was doing dishes and the others were in the living room.

I walked into the living room, sitting with Jeff. I was hoping he was in a better mood today.

"Hey." I smiled, wrapping my arms around him.

He shrugged me off.

"Jeff. There's something wrong. Tell me what's wrong!" I shouted. I didn't even care that everyone was looking at us.

"You're getting so clingy!!" He shouted.

"I'm not clingy, I just love you and care for you!" I shouted.

Jeff sighed

"You're turning into a clingy bitch!" He shouted. 

Tears rolled down my face and I ran upstairs into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.

There was a knock at the door.

"Go away!" I sobbed.

"Child, it's me, Slendy." He said

I unlocked the door.

"Jeff's just in a bad mood. He'll get over it. Don't let it get you down, child." Slendy comforted me, before walking downstairs to check on everyone. 

I shut and locked the door again and continued sobbing until there was another knock at the door.

"Who is it this time?" I sighed.