Creepypasta Stories

Beware of Those Who Would Do You Harm - Act 2.5 Bonus by Angel Rocket

Act 2.5 – Jeff

(Suggested Track: Until the Day I Die, by Story of the Year, or You're Gonna Go Far, Kid, by The Offspring)

[AR: This is a bonus part that takes place immediately after Act 2 and during Act 3]

When Tucker opened his eyes again, Jeff lunged at him. Tucker managed to dodge the knife and pulled a small pocketknife out of his back pocket. Jeff instantly recognized it as the same pocketknife he had thrown at Wendy...that night. How the hell did he get it? Tucker pointed the knife at him.

"Let's go, pretty boy," Tucker said through his teeth.

Jeff stood up a little straighter and put his hand on his chest. "You really think I'm pretty?" he mocked. He chuckled and then crouched to prepare for another strike. But Tucker had suddenly gone pale.

"It was you, wasn't it?" He murmured. "You were there, laughing, the last time I talked to Abby!"

Jeff shrugged. "She was...quite amusing."

Tucker gritted his teeth and swung his balled up fist at him. Jeff casually grabbed it in midair and squeezed as hard as he could, causing Tucker to cry out in pain. But, it wasn't the hand that was holding the knife. Before Jeff realized this, Tucker swung his knife-wielding hand around and stabbed Jeff in the side. Jeff howled in agony but didn't loosen his grip. Jeff looked down at the knife and the practically black blood flowing from the wound. It had been a long time since he felt pain like this, his victims rarely fought back. He sort of liked it. He brought his own knife up to take a swipe at Tucker, but Tucker pushed the blade in deeper causing Jeff to finally let go. He backed away and pulled out the small knife before Tucker ran at him and tackled him to the floor.

Jeff dropped both knives as Tucker sat on his chest and started punching him in the face, roaring with every hit. Tears ran down his face as visions of Abby and Wendy's smiling faces flashed through his mind. Jeff flipped him over and punched Tucker as hard as he could. He wrapped his arms around Tucker's neck to choke him, but the sharp pain in his side allowed Tucker to gain the upper hand. Tucker pressed down on the spot where he had stabbed Jeff and pushed him off. He then stood up and commenced to kicking and stomping Jeff repeatedly as he writhed around on the floor holding his side. Getting exhausted, Tucker straightened up and walked over to where the bloody pocketknife lay. Crouching down to pick it up, he sighed.

"She was the best person I'd ever met, and you, you took her away from me." He muttered, dryly.

Jeff sat up on one elbow and giggled as he wiped his face. Tucker turned and glared at him.

"Laugh all you want. You won't be laughing when the police get here."

Jeff stopped giggling. "The police are on their way, huh? Guess I'd better wrap this up." Jeff hopped up and marched towards Tucker. Tucker stood and aimed the knife at him.

"This is for Abby and Wendy!"

Tucker swung the knife at Jeff three times, but each swing missed. It was clear that Jeff had been holding back before. Tucker held the knife over his head and tried to stab Jeff. Jeff simply side-stepped and struck Tuckers back as he went past him, causing Tucker to fall to the floor with a loud thud. Jeff grabbed Tucker by his hair and stood him up. Before Tucker could react, Jeff hit him in the gut a few times. He then banged Tucker's forehead into the nearest wall and then let him sink to the floor.

As Tucker tried to stand up again, Jeff picked up his knife and went over to the bed and sat down. He looked down at the dead girl and chuckled.

"Not so tough now, is he Clarissa? I wonder...how I should kill him." He paused for a minute, and then put his ear close to her slightly open mouth. "Hmmmm...what's that?" Pause. "Aw, but that's no fun." Another pause as Jeff tapped his cheek with the knife. "You're right, it needs to be quick since the police are on their way."