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Chapter Two.

*Your POV*

I turned my head, and closed my eyes, ready to die.
“ZALGO!” I heard another voice, and my eyes shot open.
I wish they hadn’t.
“This is my kill not yours. I saw her first.”
“Back off Jeff.” The creature hissed.
“NO! I said shes mine! Go find your own dammit!”
‘Jeff’ pulled a knife from the pocket of the hoodie he was wearing, and held it to Zalgo’s neck.
“Fine!” The creature surrendered, and walked off into the woods.
I slid down the tree. Still waiting to die.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
I looked up, shocked.
“Aren’t you going to kill me?”
“What? No “thanks for saving my life”?” He said.
I rolled my eyes. “Answer the question.”
He flipped the knife in his hand. “Oh I’m going to kill you alright. Just not now.” He winked at me.
‘What the..’
“Why?”
“We are alike. I saw you defend yourself against those girls.”
I shrugged. “Yeah, so?”
“Go to sleep and don’t wake up…”
He repeated what I had said.
“That’s beautiful.”
‘Oh this makes so much more sense.. this guy is psycho..’
“It’s the truth. Anybody like that should just…-“
“Go to sleep?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
He chuckled. “Well that’s my job.”
I cocked my head. “What? Killing people?”
He sighed. “Oh, you make me sound like a monster.”
I laughed to myself. “No comment.”
“You’d probably think I was if you saw what I looked like.”
I shrugged. “I doubt that.”
I wasn’t even thinking about that, this whole time we were having a conversation, and he was hiding his face behind his hoodie and his long black hair.
I heard rustling behind me, and I turned my head to see 2 silhouettes.
‘Fuck.. cant they take a hint?’
I turned my head back to Jeff.
“I’ll be up here.” He pointed to the tree.
I nodded.
I knew I should have been scared, I should have ran away from him the first chance I got.. but something was making me stay.. I just wasn’t scared of him. Should I have been? I don’t know.. I couldn’t think about this now.

“Oh look. The little cunt is lost in the woods.” Samantha said, coming up to me.
“Oh look, the bitch still talks.” I said.
“Don’t fucking use that tone with me, whore.”
I rolled my eyes. “Samantha, I’m done with you. I’ve only known you for like, 3 seconds, and I already despise you.”
“Glad we can both agree on something.”
I scoffed, and turned to walk away.
“HEY! Come back here slut!”
I slowly turned around, getting sick of her calling me names.
I walked right up in her face, and grabbed her by the neck. “Call me a slut, a whore, a cunt, or a bitch, one more time. I will make sure that when you go to sleep tonight, you never wake up.”
I threw her on the ground and she started coughing.
“Got it? And that goes for both of you.”
They nodded, and ran out of the forest.
“Holy… shit.”
I turned around.
“What?”
Jeff shrugged. “Nothing. That was uhm… Wow.”
I sighed, and started walking back home.
“Hey!” He called after me.
I groaned. “What?”
“Where are you going?”
“Uhm.. my house?”
“Why?”
“Because It’s my house?”
“But won’t you be lonely?”
“Yea- WAIT how do you know that?!”
“Uhm...-“ I swore I could see a blush through his hair.
“Never mind... Yes. Ill be lonely. So what?”
He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
I knew what he was getting at.
“Do you... wanna come with me?”
He nodded.
“Alright, but you have to show me your face first.”
He looked down. “Shit...”
“Come on.. It can’t be that bad! Were friends right?”
I froze. ‘Friends..’ I guess that’s what we were. I mean, he did save my life. I guess that’s why I wasn’t scared of him.
“Friends?”
I nodded, surprised myself. “Yeah. Friends.”
He smiled. “Alright.. just don’t freak out..”
“Why would I freak out?”
He sighed, and took the hoodie off his head, and looked up at me.
For the first time since we talked I actually saw his face.
I’ll admit, it scared me at first, but he told me not to freak out, and we were friends now.
When he took his hoodie off this is what I saw:
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He noticed my silence and frowned. “If you don’t want to be friends anymore, its okay. I understand.”
I shook my head. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him.
He soon caught on and hugged me back.
“How can you stand to be friends with an ugly monster like me?”
I chuckled. “I think you’re beautiful.”
He blushed.
“You’re blushing!”
“No I’m not!”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”
His smile widened. “Thanks.”
I cocked my head.
He chuckled. “You’re cute.”
I blushed.
“YOU’RE BLUSHING!”
I scoffed. “Shut it!” I playfully hit his arm.
“Thanks for being my friend.”
I laughed. “You’re welcome.”

‘I never knew a psycho killer could be this nice…’

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A/N::.. SORRY was short!! D: AND it sucked.. really bad.. x.x
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Chapter Two.

*Your POV*

I turned my head, and closed my eyes, ready to die.
“ZALGO!” I heard another voice, and my eyes shot open.
I wish they hadn’t.
“This is my kill not yours. I saw her first.”
“Back off Jeff.” The creature hissed.
“NO! I said shes mine! Go find your own dammit!”
‘Jeff’ pulled a knife from the pocket of the hoodie he was wearing, and held it to Zalgo’s neck.
“Fine!” The creature surrendered, and walked off into the woods.
I slid down the tree. Still waiting to die.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
I looked up, shocked.
“Aren’t you going to kill me?”
“What? No “thanks for saving my life”?” He said.
I rolled my eyes. “Answer the question.”
He flipped the knife in his hand. “Oh I’m going to kill you alright. Just not now.” He winked at me.
‘What the..’
“Why?”
“We are alike. I saw you defend yourself against those girls.”
I shrugged. “Yeah, so?”
“Go to sleep and don’t wake up…”
He repeated what I had said.
“That’s beautiful.”
‘Oh this makes so much more sense.. this guy is psycho..’
“It’s the truth. Anybody like that should just…-“
“Go to sleep?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
He chuckled. “Well that’s my job.”
I cocked my head. “What? Killing people?”
He sighed. “Oh, you make me sound like a monster.”
I laughed to myself. “No comment.”
“You’d probably think I was if you saw what I looked like.”
I shrugged. “I doubt that.”
I wasn’t even thinking about that, this whole time we were having a conversation, and he was hiding his face behind his hoodie and his long black hair.
I heard rustling behind me, and I turned my head to see 2 silhouettes.
‘Fuck.. cant they take a hint?’
I turned my head back to Jeff.
“I’ll be up here.” He pointed to the tree.
I nodded.
I knew I should have been scared, I should have ran away from him the first chance I got.. but something was making me stay.. I just wasn’t scared of him. Should I have been? I don’t know.. I couldn’t think about this now.

“Oh look. The little cunt is lost in the woods.” Samantha said, coming up to me.
“Oh look, the bitch still talks.” I said.
“Don’t fucking use that tone with me, whore.”
I rolled my eyes. “Samantha, I’m done with you. I’ve only known you for like, 3 seconds, and I already despise you.”
“Glad we can both agree on something.”
I scoffed, and turned to walk away.
“HEY! Come back here slut!”
I slowly turned around, getting sick of her calling me names.
I walked right up in her face, and grabbed her by the neck. “Call me a slut, a whore, a cunt, or a bitch, one more time. I will make sure that when you go to sleep tonight, you never wake up.”
I threw her on the ground and she started coughing.
“Got it? And that goes for both of you.”
They nodded, and ran out of the forest.
“Holy… shit.”
I turned around.
“What?”
Jeff shrugged. “Nothing. That was uhm… Wow.”
I sighed, and started walking back home.
“Hey!” He called after me.
I groaned. “What?”
“Where are you going?”
“Uhm.. my house?”
“Why?”
“Because It’s my house?”
“But won’t you be lonely?”
“Yea- WAIT how do you know that?!”
“Uhm...-“ I swore I could see a blush through his hair.
“Never mind... Yes. Ill be lonely. So what?”
He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
I knew what he was getting at.
“Do you... wanna come with me?”
He nodded.
“Alright, but you have to show me your face first.”
He looked down. “Shit...”
“Come on.. It can’t be that bad! Were friends right?”
I froze. ‘Friends..’ I guess that’s what we were. I mean, he did save my life. I guess that’s why I wasn’t scared of him.
“Friends?”
I nodded, surprised myself. “Yeah. Friends.”
He smiled. “Alright.. just don’t freak out..”
“Why would I freak out?”
He sighed, and took the hoodie off his head, and looked up at me.
For the first time since we talked I actually saw his face.
I’ll admit, it scared me at first, but he told me not to freak out, and we were friends now.
When he took his hoodie off this is what I saw:
images6.fanpop.com/image/photo…

He noticed my silence and frowned. “If you don’t want to be friends anymore, its okay. I understand.”
I shook my head. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him.
He soon caught on and hugged me back.
“How can you stand to be friends with an ugly monster like me?”
I chuckled. “I think you’re beautiful.”
He blushed.
“You’re blushing!”
“No I’m not!”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever.”
His smile widened. “Thanks.”
I cocked my head.
He chuckled. “You’re cute.”
I blushed.
“YOU’RE BLUSHING!”
I scoffed. “Shut it!” I playfully hit his arm.
“Thanks for being my friend.”
I laughed. “You’re welcome.”

‘I never knew a psycho killer could be this nice…’

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A/N::.. SORRY was short!! D: AND it sucked.. really bad.. x.x
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