//UNDER EDITING// Save Me A Spot In Hell {Jeff The Killer χ Reader}

Memories

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AUTHOR-CHAN APOLOGIZES
I am so so sorry
I don't have an excuse for not writing a chapter
I just gave up at some point
I was thinking of maybe dropping this book ... I don't feel like stopping this book now so don't worry 'bout that.
All my readers are too cute and amazing, I can't let you guys downnn

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And don't kill me for being late

-Lily

It's been some time.Some years to be exact.Two.Two whole years.Not many things have changed though.We're still in the cabin Jeff had found.I think people believe it's either abandoned completely or even haunted.We don't mind.It's very convenient.I still do the shopping,even though Jeff's smile is slowly fading away,it still has a scar.People would think we would be insane homicidal maniacs,killing everyone we saw.This was true,to one point.
I stood up slowly,the bed creaking underneath me.The sound of raindrops hitting the window had awakened me.Jeff was still sound asleep.I smiled slightly.Even though he could be terrifying sometimes,he was still a 15-year old boy.Almost normal.We were both 'almost' normal.

What is normal?

I jumped out of bed and stretched my arms.

What time is it?

I have no idea

I sighed silently and looked out of the window.It seemed like it was around midnight.My head was aching.Actually no,not just aching.It was that familiar feeling .Boy,how I hated it.That seemed to be the main difference between me and Jeff.He came to love this feeling,but I despised it.I hated how it meant I would go out of control soon.That I'd want to satisfy that stupid thirst.What I hated the most about it was that when I did get out of control I'd love the feeling.It was so complicated.It would become my ally.It would guide me.I hated it.I decided to ignore it for as long as I could.I continued gazing outside of the window in silence.Little drops of rain were streaming down the cracked glass,like they were racing to see which one would fall down first.I remember being little,making bets with my friends about it.I would never win...when I was little.Sometimes I missed those times.Why am I still doing this again?

I heard a soft groan and some more bed creaking.
(This sounds dirty,I'm sorry)
I looked at Jeff.He was awake as well."Morning sleeping beauty" I said jokingly.He rolled his eyes and ignored my comment "What time is it?".I just shrugged as a reply and he sighed." I'm going to go for a walk" he said ad he sat up on the bed.I just nodded,I didn't bother telling him it was raining since I knew he probably wouldn't care.

He left before I realise,closing the door behind him with a loud thud.The cabin shook slightly,it was getting older and older.A simple push could break it down at this point.I sighed.The night reminded me of the night two years ago.With the child and its mother.Hell,everything reminds me of this since then.Why can't I forget it?I hate this so much.Maybe they are still there.. Maybe.. Maybe I could even go check.No,that would be stupid...but what if.. "Well I don't have much to do anyway.." I said as I made my way to the door.I grabbed the front pocket of my hoodie by habit, just to see if my knife was there.I didn't want to use it but at the same time I just can't go anywhere without it.I sighed and opened the door, walking outside.It was raining heavily but I didn't care,rain couldn't kill me.I continued walking,going in between the trees, trying to find the path that lead out of the woods.I looked back for a second,the cabin was getting smaller the more I walked away.After a while of awkwardly walking backwards I wasn't able to see it in the distance.I turned around and saw the path in front of me. "Looks like I'm actually going to do this.."  I whispered to..no one in particular.Myself probably.Now the only thing I had to do is remember where the house is.. And go there without being seen..And while being there make sure I don't accidentally kill someone..And then come back before Jeff does since I don't want him to question me about where I was again..

Wow you really didn't think this through,now,did you?

Maybe you should just go back and forget about this

I was trying to convince myself that what I was doing didn't make any sense.Nothing would come out of it, but at the same time I wanted to go there.No,it was more than that.. I needed to go there.Something inside me was forcing me to.

The sound of a branch breaking brought me back to reality.I swiftly turned around,putting my hand in my pocket and touching the knife slightly by instinct.I looked around to see if someone was there.The only thing that might have cause the sound was a squirrel.A fucking squirrel. I sighed and continued walking,ignoring the feeling once more.If I let it take over now I'll never see the family from back then.

-Short timeskip-

While walking there I tried not to look around,I didn't want the memories to come back to me.Every time I got here I'd end up crying, feeling weak.I hated them, every single one of them.I never liked remembering..

After a little while of walking I stopped.I was finally here.

And that was it.I was standing in front of the house from two years ago.Its walls were freshly painted in some places,while in others the dry paint was full of cracks and dirt.The windows were closed and I could barely see some light coming through one of them, suggesting that someone was awake or that a little kid afraid of the dark was sleeping there.

I went to the back of the house.As far as I could remember every house in this neighbourhood had a back door.I could break in through that.

I was right.The door was unlocked.Maybe because this wasn't a very dangerous area..

That's convenient

I sighed and opened the door slightly.The fact that it didn't creak soothed me somehow.I've gotten used to the creaky old door in that cabin. A nice warmth went past my face as I enteres the room.I looked around.The place looked like a kitchen or something.It had cabinets and a little fridge.

Fridge
Fridge means food

"Now is not the time.. " I mumbled to myself, ignoring my growling stomach.

Just a little bit

I sighed and simply continued walking.I stopped at the doorframe, resting against it.I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the piercing headache I felt.

Please not now

I silently begged.Maybe I shouldn't have went to look.. But right now there was nothing I could do..

Just a little bit more

I tried to find the staircase that led to the upper floor,every step I took made me dizzier and dizzier.Everything felt like it was spinning but I continued walking.I was going to see if they were still here.I had to.

What if it's not even worth it?

It was too late for that.I was already here.Outside a room.It looked like a child was in there,the door was full of stickers of cars and outside were some toys that someone was probably too lazy to pick up.

I sighed and reached out for the doorknob.

That was it.

I couldn't turn back now.