The Innocent Eyes (Jeff The Killer X Reader)

Nightmare

       It was dark and I was alone. I was running through the forest, glancing over my shoulder periodically in hopes that they were no longer following me. I was searching for a safe place, but there wasn't a building in sight. I looked for anyone familiar, but it was only me and the predator at my heels. "Stop running, Y/N," they yelled to me. "You don't control me!" I screamed back. "I will when you see what I've done," they replied. "What are you talking about?" I tried to stop running, but my legs wouldn't let me. I couldn't see the persons face, I only heard their unfamiliar voice. I continued to run as I tried to understand. "You can't keep doing this. Neither can they. There are consequences," they added. "I don't understand," I said helplessly. I was still running, but I wasn't getting tired, I was just confused. "You haven't been to their home in a while," they said. I assumed they were talking about the mansion and I thought of Jeff. "Why are you saying that?" I asked. "I'm just saying. They could be dead for all you know," they said. I finally was able to stop running and I faced the person. It was too dark to see their face still. "Where is he?" I asked. "I told you, I control you," they responded simply. "WHERE IS HE?" I screamed. They didn't respond, but I noticed them smiling as everything began to fade. 

       "HONEY, WAKE UP!" I heard my mother screaming. "What?!?!" I asked, startled. "You must've had a nightmare. You've been screaming 'where is he' for a couple minutes," she told me. I sighed, relieved that it was only a dream, but I was shaken up from it. "Who were you talking about?" she asked me. "Oh. I don't know. It was just a weird dream I guess," I lied. "Hmm. Okay," she shrugged. "Your father's already at work and I have to get going. Traffic's going to be bad," she told me. "Okay," I replied. "Try to sleep well," she told me as she waved before shutting my door. It was still dark in my room and I checked my phone and saw that it was 5:57 in the morning. "Great," I huffed. It had been two weeks since I was forced to go back home, and readjusting to school was a little rough. Jeff stopped by a few days after I was sent home and I hadn't seen him since. I was scared by the dream and debated texting Jeff. I felt nervous to, but decided to do it. "I need you here. Can you come now?" I texted, hoping it was a night that he didn't sleep. A few moments later he responded. "You okay? It's so early," he replied. "Yes, just please get here," I responded. I felt scared and didn't want to be alone. "I'll be there soon," he assured me. I waited, nervously looking around my room and going through the dream in my head. After about 10-15 minutes I heard the patio door opening. I knew it was him, but part of me was scared. He opened my door and I relaxed a little when I saw him. He walked up to my bed slowly, trying to see if something happened to me. I threw my arms around him and yanked him onto the bed. "Okay. This is happening now," he said, alarmed by my sudden movements. I smiled faintly and hugged him tightly. "What happened?" he asked gently. I let him settle into my bed and I sat on his lap with my hands on his hips as I told him the dream in detail. 

       "Well everything's the same at the mansion. Just a little empty without you," he told me. That made my heart feel heavy because I realized how much we missed each other. "It was probably just stress from everything," he said, attempting to comfort me. "Yeah I guess. I'm sorry for making you come all the way here," I apologized, realizing it was stupid. "No, I wanted to see you. You can ask me to come anytime," he told me. "Thank you," I said as I looked into his eyes. He was holding me close and rubbing my back slightly. I felt comforted by the familiar feeling of his warmth against me and his scent, which always calmed me. I wanted to kiss him, but it felt weird after being away from him for a while. "Can I.. kiss you?" I asked awkwardly. He smirked a little bit and gently brought my face to his. He kissed me softly and broke away after a moment. "You never have to ask," he reminded me. "True. I just wasn't sure if it was weird after being away and I wasn't sure if you, like-" I was cut off by him kissing me again, deeply this time. I enjoyed it and melted into him, feeling intense butterflies. After we couldn't breathe, we pulled away. "You're so adorable," he whispered with a smile. I blushed and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "You're tired," he pointed out. "Yeah. I didn't sleep very long before the dream," I told him. "Try to go back to sleep," he told me. "Please don't leave me. Stay, please," I begged, figuring he would leave while I was asleep. "Are your parents home?" he asked, concerned that he would face them and be tempted to harm them. "They're at work and won't be back 'till evening," I informed him, wanting him to stay desperately. "Then I'll stay while you sleep," he told me. "Will you be here when I wake up?" I asked, scared he'd say no. "Yes. I'll still be here," he assured me. "Okay," I sighed as I laid back down under the covers. He got under them with me and let me lay on him again. I missed laying on him while I slept and I was glad I got to again. I clutched his hoodie and sides extremely tightly and buried my face in his chest/ neck. "I'm right here," he whispered as he kissed my forehead. "Go to sleep," he said as he began running his hand through my hair slowly. I had missed hearing that and I was asleep very soon. 

       I woke up holding Jeff's arm tightly. My hands were on his upper arm and his hand was near my thigh. "Hey there," he said awkwardly. "Hi," I said, tightening my grip on his arm. He wiggled his arm out of my hands and I whimpered a little. He pulled me onto him to make me straddle him. I put my hands on his shoulders and he put one on my neck and the other on my back. I leaned forward and connected our lips and he ran his hand slowly down my back. It landed on my butt, making me arch my back a little. I leaned into him, hungry for his lips. I moved my hands into his hair and ruffled it. I tried to get closer to him, but it wasn't possible. He pushed me away from his lips slightly, needing air. "You okay?" he asked. "Yeah, why?" I replied. "You're just really intense," he told me. "Too much?" I asked. "No," he said with a smile. "I just miss you," I said as I gently ran my nails along his neck. "I do too," he mumbled, still not thrilled to admit it. I sighed and looked down. He leaned out a little to resume kissing me, so I met him half way, gently pushing him back to where he was leaning. We were both breathing heavily and moving our hands around each other a lot. We continued until we were both gasping for air and he put his hand on my cheek, keeping our faces close. I could feel his warm breath hitting my lips and it made me shiver. "Kissing you is addicting, Y/N," he finally said between breaths. "Agreed," I said as I exhaled, putting my hand over his on my face. "You're addicting," he told me as he looked into my eyes and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "So are you," I said back, not wanting him to leave later. I leaned forward and laid my head on his chest, staying there calmly for awhile. 

       "I wish I could take you to school with me," I said randomly, moving myself enough to look at him. "Hell no. I'm done with that shit," he said, getting bad flashbacks. "You'd do it for me," I said with an evil smile. "Says who," he defended. "You'd do almost anything for me," I said as I tilted my head and looked into his eyes. He wanted to tell me I was wrong, but he couldn't. So, instead he just nodded and looked down. "Why do you want me there anyways?" he asked, slightly intrigued. "People are just annoying and you'd be a nice distraction," I explained. "Distraction in what way?" he asked with a raised eyebrow and a slight smile. "Many ways," I whispered in his ear before kissing his cheek softly. "You need to focus on your schoolwork, Missy," he said in a sarcastically strict tone. "But you're way better than school," I whined. "I said schoolwork," continuing to sound jokingly strict. "Yes daddy," I said as I bit my lip and smirked, wanting to see his reaction. His eyes flickered a little and he returned my smirk briefly before kissing me lustfully. Before I knew it, I was underneath him, laying on my bed. He slowly started pulling my shorts off, then pinned my wrists to the bed. He pulled away momentarily to give me a chance to say no, but I leaned up to continue kissing him. He quickly took off both of our clothes and we proceeded to have a very kinky time. 

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