I had calmed down a bit, but anger had flodded over me.
My mom and i sat around in the small kitchen. Me trying to drink or eat something, but i couldnt. Derick was drying off.
I was too angered. Liu had my father, either dead or alive, and it was probably a trap.
I looked around me.
Jane- the mother i never knew i had. Sometimes she would seem cruel, but still had a motherly heart, and who recently lost her mother.
Derick- My most loyal friend, probably even more than my friend. He's never left my side and always gives me a reason to move on and be tough.
Jeff- Dead or alive. I'm his flesh and blood. I am probably even him.
And i will be.
I grabed the knife that was on the table, which was mine, and got up.
As soon as i got to the door, i bumped into Derick.
"Josie, whe-"
Before he can ask anything, i pressed my lips against his.
He hesitated at first from surprise, but then he kissed me back passionatly.
I pull back, looking at him.
"Thanks for always being there," i said.
He smiled a bit and i continued towards the bathroom, looking around, i saw Mom did was my vest, which i just realized was hooded. She also washed my hoodie.
Wondering where she washed them, i noticed a laundry room not far from the kitchen area. I'm guessing before this warehouse cleared out, that was to wash uniforms or something.
I entered the bathroom and took a look at myself in the mirror.
I nearly jumped when i saw my eyes. They were now more white than black, like my dad. As a kid, they were dark, but they got dark until they were pitch black.
I smiled big, seeing i looked so much like my father, but... something was missing.
Oh, that's right.
A really big smile.
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Daughter of the Killer Family (Jeff/Jane the Killer Fan Fic)
FanfictionPeople say i look either like my mom or my dad, but then they say it's a bad thing that I look like either one of them. It's another reason why I'm not adopted. I never knew them, and don't know what makes people hate them, or even fear them. But wh...