"Jeff..."
"What?"
"Your coloring it all wrong!"
"Ugh... see? This is why I don't paint, or draw, or any of that artistic crap."
I looked over to see his 'attempt' of drawing a stick figure."Wow... you can't even draw a stick figure?" I said, biting my lip. "That's pretty sad."
He looked down at it for a minute. "Okay- I give up, can I read a book instead?"
"No! We've got to see if your a hidden musician now!!"I said, jumping up and walking over to the corner of my room to get my electric guitar.
"Please don't do anything stupid to my guitar.."
I wont! God- make it sound like you can't trust me.
And not to mention, she's been nah-nahing me all day long. School was a pain in the ass, trying to get into my illusion form. I wish she would just shut up.
"I don't know anything about guitar!!" Groaned Jeff, putting his face into my pillow on my bed.
"Sure you do!!" I said, bringing the instrument to the bed.
"Look- I know how to play Rainbow Factory by Wooden Toaster! See?" I said, strumming the guitar and playing the notes. "Or- does this sound familiar?" I said, playing a song.
He hesitated and the knew what it was. "Very funny."
"It's your theme song! Sweet dreams by Marilyn Mansion!" I said.
"Huh... Well, I am bored. Can we do something else?" He asked, not even willing to give the guitar a try.
"I know!" I said, reaching over him and grabbing my Morningstar.
"Let's go let some guts fly!! Yeah!!"
"Okay... I suppose that's something I can do." He joked.
"Then let us be on out way." I said, opening the glass door to the balcony. "Letgo!!"
***
I tiptoed in the woods, being as quiet as possible. I normally don't give two fucks, but not even fifteen feet away from me was a little girl.
Jeff hovered behind me, his knife in his hand, and he was eyeing the girl as well.
Suddenly, I heard a crack.
The girl heard it too, and turned around and called to us.
"W-Who's there?" She whimpered. She looked eleven or twelve, and was dirty.
I turned around and mouthed to Jeff 'Was that you?' He shook his head.
Almost immediately, I saw a giant blur of darkness, and growls and screaming filled the air.
"What the fuck was that?!" I heard Jeff call.
I ignored him, and tried to focus on what I just saw. Its seemed like a second later, the girls body feel right in front of us.
We froze. Then, I felt something warm in my hair. I reached my fingers to touch it, and brought them back to see blood.
I then looked up, and above me was Angel.
"Vicious, stay back, I'll kill it." Growled Jeff, moving forward with his knife.
"Jeff, stop! You can't beat Angel!!"
"...Angel?" He said.
I took a step to the giant dog, and rubbed it's chest.
"So sorry I didn't introduce you two, Jeff, this is Angel. Angel, Jeff."
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Vicious the Killer-(a Jeff the killer love story)
RomanceVicious is not an ordinary teen. She believes herself to be one of the most weirdest and psychotic people in her home town. But in her thoughts and dreams, she sees this man.. Jeff the killer to be exact. Not long after, reports in the news paper id...