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(Your Name)'s P.O.V.    I was standing in the corner of the room. My back was pressed against the wall and Jeff was standing a few inches away from me. My breathing was heavy. I could never guess what Jeff was thinking. He took a step forward and I tried to move back, but only pressed more against the wall. He didn't stop coming toward me.     When he was right in front of me he put his hand to my cheek. We stood there just staring at each other. "Jeff what..." He cut me off by swiftly moving his hand behind my head, moving his free hand to my back, he closed the space between us, and his lips were on mine. At first I was shocked, but I clo

Hey guys just wanted to say sorry for the wait. I was having trouble with my internet. BUT, here you go! Hope you guys are still enjoying the story ^-^ Jeff's P.O.V.    This was for the best. If I didn't get away from (Your Name) then I know I would have done something I would regret. I looked through the tree leaves above me and saw it was getting dark, and rain clouds were coming. I gently laid my head back against the tree and sighed.    I should be getting back. Hopefully (YN) is to busy to notice me coming in. When I made it back Mask almost ran me over at the door. "What's the rush?"    "What the hell did you do to her?!" I stared a

Jeff's P.O.V.    I felt the girl below me try and escape me. My body was on top of hers, and my hand over her mouth muffling the silent cry's she was making. She was my third victim tonight. All girls. I quickly slid my knife into her chest. Right into her heart.    I can't figure out why I can kill these girls no problem. I even made sure that they looked like (Your Name). I repeatedly slammed my knife into the dead girl below me. Her blood splashed on my face and sweater.    The sirens were heard in the distance. Probably at the last girls house. My heart raced as I thought of how beautiful I made her. She is spread all over her wall lik

Jeff the Killer X Reader: This is crazy, but can I kill you maybe? Ch.1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Swearing, Violence, Blood, um… I think that’s all for now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~                I walked home from school; I was in my senior year, and it was worse than hell. I twirled my pocket knife between my fingers; a deep purple bruise decorated my face around my eye. I got sucker punched by some bitch’s boyfriend. I think about why I get bullied in school. I’m not ugly, but I’m not pretty either.

You were sitting boredly at your desk like any other late Friday evening, alone in the house as usual. The only sound was the music that hummed against your ears drums, from your headphones. You nodded your head along to the beat, as you scratched a pen swiftly against a scrap of paper as the answers to the math questions were being filled out on the page before you. It wasn't a very cold day for winter, and instead of being bundled up in a thick hoodie, you simply hung around your room with a bra on and a black lace poncho draping over your stomach and shoulders. Black jean shorts hugged your thighs while your lower legs bathed in red and b

JACK POV "So... What is it?" I sat there in Slenderman's office, not really amused by the fact that I already knew what he was going to scold me for. "I didn't mean any harm in taking that potion, I swear." I said, while resting my elbow on the arm rest with my chin resting on my palm. "Oh I know, I'll punish you later for stealing." Slenderman stated with a stern tone. His posture had straightened, his shoulders stiffened, and his attention was fully directed to me. I had never fully realized how much shorter the chair he was sitting on behind his desk had gotten when he sat diligently like that. "But right now, we need to talk about your