Blood Thief(Jeff The Killer X Blind!Female!Reader)

Safe and Sound

I had nightmares, that was all that happened to me, I had a nightmare that Jeff found me and he eventually tied me to a random pole and slowly and painfully slice my throat. It was sickening but that's what scared me and got me more doubtful about him, he was never going to be a better person. I was not in a very comfortable position and my neck was stiff, I realized there was something on me and I know exactly what that was.
Jeff's Hoodie,

it was pretty easy to tell, it was blood scented, and I do have some hoodies at my old house. But if his hoodie is here, where was Jeff?

Jeff's POV: I sighed dreadfully and walked towards Y/N. Damn that girl, she's stubborn and it's kind of frustrating, why can't she ever listen to me? Tsk tsk. I rested my cold hands on her shoulders and sighed once again. "Look at what you did to yourself, you're a mess! Your hair is messy and you have a ton of scratches and bruises! This is why i tell you never leave the damn house!" I groaned in frustration. "You know, the world isn't safe, but I guess that doesn't convince you. Anyways, can you stand?" I took her hand and she bit her lip, she tried to stand but almost fell to the ground and I quickly caught her, she is in pain and it looks bad. "Hold on, sit down." I commanded and she did not fight, her pain must've been pretty serious. I look at her ankle and It was purple, bruised and bloody, I was used to that. But how come I felt a knot in my heart if I was used to that feeling of people being in pain, maybe it was...frustration kind of uncomfortable? No that wasn't it, it was sympathy
"Damn you fell pretty bad there, it's probably not sprained though, Just really badly bruised." I gently and carefully wrapped my hoodie around her ankle, in hopes that at least, it would help with the bleeding and swelling.
Your POV: I nodded softly, i didn't want to cry in front of him. It was hard to doubt his sympathy. i mean, after finding me and knowing I'd try to snitch on him at the police station, he decides to care for my damages. But I really didn't wanna believe myself, but it was hard. I decided I'd stop arguing with myself, because I'd probably get a headache and my pain was already severe enough.