He's kidding, right??
"But... on the newspapers it said you killed him," i said.
"That's what i thought. Until i saw he had only awoken from a year long coma, and remembers it all. He's now coming after me, but may know about you," Jeff said.
I gulped. "If he knows about me, then what will happen to me??" i asked.
"Probably lead you to us," Jeff said, then Jane pointing a knife a few inches at me.
"Which i hope you don't do, right sweetie??" she asked.
I gulped. "I-I won't, but what will happen now that i know the truth of it all??" i asked.
"Stay secret, sweetheart. Laying low so that you won't be suspected much," Jeff said.
"But you're my dad, i look like you," i said.
"Do you see yourself in jail??" Jane asked.
"No," i said.
"That's all there is to it," Jane said.
"Now, i suppose this calls for a happy birthday, right?? You do only turn 16 once," Jeff smiled big as Jane got up, walking to the fridge.
"Now hold on a second. You kidnapped me, bring me to some abandoned warehouse, tell me i am daughter of two murderers, that your undead brother could be after me, and then throw a birthday party??" i said, in disbelief at the change of subject.
"Thought it would be alright to just bond, Josie," Jeff shrugged.
"But what if i run into your brother, what will i do??" i asked.
"I will only tell you this: Watch out for bright green eyes," Jeff said.
I gulped. Green eyes?? A lot of people have green eyes. But... these are my parents. They're smart.
But they are still killers.
"I don't want to kill," i said.
"Well, there's no choice, Josie. Sooner or later you will succumb to killing. The blood lust will be so great all you can do is just drive a knife deep into an artery, and watch the life fade from your victim's eyes," he said.
I can feel nothing but mortal fear as he said that when suddenly a cake is placed in front of me.
It was chocolate, with red frosting on top, and white frosting saying Happy Birthday Josie the Killer.
"I'm no killer. Only thing i let die was my pet goldfish when i was 8," i protested, getting up.
Jeff and Jane chuckle and then i hear a clock tick, saying the time.
I look up, seeing a wall clock. It was 5 am.
"How long was i out?! I have to go, I'm sorry," i said.
"Nevermind that. Just remember what I told you, Josie," Jeff said, and approached me. We were then face-to-face, his smile forever carved to his face.
"Don't let your guard down. Be aware of your surroundings," he said, whispering into my ear.
I lose my breath for a bit and next thing i know I'm breaking into a run.
I pass the billboard when something had caught my eye.
It was a picture of two boys.
They both had shaggy light brown hair. One had blue eyes and was pretty short. The other was pretty tall and- had vibrant green eyes.
This must have been Liu and Jeff, before one of them turned crazy.
I snatch the picture, along with a newspaper article cutout, and stuff it in my pocket before running off and out the warehouse.
The sun wasn't even out yet, so i had to make the run for it.
Only thing, I don't even know where the heck i am.
I look around until i see the 8th street market place.
The orphanage was almost 10 blocks from here.
I broke into a run, the town dead quiet as i continued to run.
So much was going through my head.
What's good is i know my parents and I met them. What's bad is they are killers and i may become one as well.
What's worse is that my undead uncle is out for revenge.
I heard family reunions can get crazy, but why involve murder and revenge?!
Why me?! Of all people, why must i have the Killer's blood?!
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Sorry for the late update. Been working on a couple more stories, some coming soon.
The picture on the side is basically representing the young Jeff and Liu. I know its a drawing (i did not draw the drawing), but its all i got. You'll be seeing A LOT of drawings and CreepyPasta videos here.
I'm glad I'm seeing a lot of you enjoying the story Thanks so much for the votes and comments!! :3
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Daughter of the Killer Family (Jeff/Jane the Killer Fan Fic)
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