"Billy is dead." James said in desperation as he made his way inside my house in total panic.
I yawned as I shut the door, "What are you talking about?" It's too early to joke. God, I'm sleepy, I wonder what time I slept. It's pretty late, I got to caught up with the photos.
"ーLast night." James stared at me with wide eyes.
"Huh?" I mumbled, "Sorry, I wasn't listening."
Suddenly he grabbed my shoulders and shook me for a bit, "Billy was murdered last night by the same person who killed your family and your husband!" He shouted.
James shaking me made me snap awake, "What?" I said with wide eyes.
"He's dead. Oh, God." James let go of me and sat on the couch, he pressed his face on both of his hands in hopelessness. "I saw it."
I stood in shock with my mouth agape as I process what he just said. Billy- No, he couldn't have died, he couldn't . . .
"He can't be dead." I said as I walk up towards James, my voice shaking with fear, "I just talked to him last night. He's not dead!" I added with my hands in a tight fist.
"Billy's dead, I saw him with my own eyes!" James retorted.
My shoulders dropped, "H-How . . . Why?" That was all I could muster up and say as I realized it was true.
"I don't know." James said through gritted teeth, "If only I stayed with him, he was already wounded!" He pounded on the table in front of him, "God, I'm so stupid!"
I don't even know what to say, I only met Billy a few days ago, I don't remember if I had anything to do with him. But the whole time I was confused and troubled, he was the one that helped eased all of that and now he's suddenly gone, killed by the same guy who murdered my family.
"Who is he?" I said in a low voice, anger and sadness running throughout me, "Who the hell did this."
"It's a murderer on the loose for a whole thirteen years." James said with a scowl on his face while he stared at the ground in pure anger, "He never stops killing people, he's been to other parts of the US before. Everyday he would murder and murder people, you can never miss a homicide on the news." James glared, "Now, that fucking killer decided to visit this part of the country and even killed your husband and Billy."
"W-What killer?" I asked, preventing my voice from shaking but failing to do so, "Why does he kill?"
"He's a psycho, a maniac." James glowered as he glanced at me, "Billy was stabbed repeatedly, like most of his other victims." He said with a venomous tone, "You better keep a lookout."
I sat down on the couch across James, tears welling up in my eyes, "I can't believe this." I said in mixed emotions, "Who is this killer? What does he look like?" I asked.
"Witnesses said that he uses a knife to kill and he has a smileー"
James stopped when his phone started ringing, he took it from his pocket and answered it. James talked on the phone with guilt and anger plastered on his face. After just a few exchange of words, he ended the call.
"I'm sorry, I have to go." James hastily stood up and headed for the door, his face hardened into a scowl.
"Wait." I called out as he opened the door, "James, don't blame yourself, this isn't your fault." I said with a sorrowful gaze and a sincere voice.
James' glare softened into a look of despair before he sighed, "Thanks . . ." He muttered and left.
As soon as he left, I let the tears I'm holding back to stream down my face. I can't believe this, Billy was fine yesterday, we were talking normally. I didn't expect that it would be our last time talking to each other. I didn't even thanked him properly for all the things he'd done for me even though he said we were just plain acquaintances before.
Anger rushed through my mind as I thought of the killer, he's been on the loose for thirteen years? He even killed my family, Billy said he killed my husband just recently as well. How can someone be so much of a monster? Killing people? For what?
And why Billy?
It's selfish for me to say this but there are a lot of other people he could've murdered. Why him? This makes it his third time of interfering with my life even though I don't remember what happened before.
Tears continuously ran down my face as I let reality sink in. What do I do now? Billy was the only one who was there for me, and I certainly can't impose on James after one of his family was miserably killed without a reason.
I'm all alone.
I cried and cried for what seemed like forever, only my sobs were heard from the house, I didn't know Billy for long but losing him is just . . . Just plain sad. He helped me when I didn't have anyone, that's enough reason for him to be someone special to me.
What's with me? It's like I keep being alone, it happened thrice for God's sake! Why me . . .
I heard footsteps coming closer and I have a very good idea who it is.
"What's wrong?" A familiar, raspy voice echoed throughout the room.
"B-Billy is dead." My voice shook as I sobbed harder, "He was m-murdered."
I heard Jeff gave a loud sigh while I felt him sat down beside me on the couch, "Crying isn't gonna bring him back to life." He nonchalantly said, not even shocked at what I said.
"I-I know! I can't h-help it!" I cried louder when I realized that I can't do anything about it.
There was a long silence and only my crying was heard. I almost thought that Jeff left because he was so quiet. I slowly glanced up at him only to get more confused.
He looked really troubled as if he doesn't know what to do, his hand was stretched out like he was reaching for me but at the same time, he was hesitating to do so.
"W-What?" I asked with a quivering voice.
Jeff lowered his hand, "Nothing." He deadpanned and looked down.
I sighed and looked away from him, "He's gone and there's nothing I can do about it . . ." I mumbled while staring down at my hands, I shut my eyes closed, trying to stop the tears from pouring out.
Suddenly, I felt a hand caressing my cheek. I stiffened at the sudden movement.
"Stop crying." Jeff monotonously said while he wiped a tear away, "It's pointless." He growled.
"I-I'm sorry!" I cried harder at the kind gesture even though he's glaring at me. I hid my face with my sleeves, I remember he said not to cry in front of him.
"Tch." Jeff grumbled and suddenly pulled me into a hug. He then muttered something I didn't hear that goes along with the lines of 'stupid' and 'woman'.
I squashed my face against his chest and cried harder, I must seem like a total brat right now, Jeff is definitely annoyed. But I just can't help it, I can't stop crying.
The only person that helped me when I had this accursed amnesia was now gone forever and I didn't even had the chance to properly thank him nor say goodbye to him. It was all too sudden.
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Silence engulfed us as my cries died down. I had the hiccups from crying too much and things turned awkward because I'm still in Jeff's arms. Honestly, I don't want him to let go, I don't wanna feel all alone by myself again, it's unbearable. Things would be easier if I just remember my memories.
"Are you done?" Jeff broke the silence with an irritated voice.
"S-Sorry." I apologized as I broke the hug, I wiped my face with the sleeves of my shirt.
Jeff, as usual, was glaring but this time, he was looking at the ground. He looks like he's in deep thought.
I sniffled as I stare at nothing, I must be such a bother to everyone, "Are you going to l-leave?" I asked out of the blue, I don't wanna be alone in this house again.
"Why?" Jeff snapped out of his thoughts.
I gave a dejected sigh, "I don't want to be alone, I'm scared." I hiccuped.
Jeff let out a groan in response. Great, I'm probably the most irritable person to him right now.
"Y-You don't have to if you don't wa－"
"Fine." Jeff said before I could finish my words.
"What?" I stupidly asked as I looked at him.
He gazed at me with emotionless eyes, "Just tonight, I will stay." He then looked away.
He must be so annoyed, "Thank you." I said in the most sincere voice I could muster, "And sorry . . ."
"Stop apologizing." Jeff demanded with a glower.
"Sorry . . ." I repeated before I could even think.
Jeff gave me a quick glare before he sighed. This must be boring, I wonder what to do . . . Maybe a conversation?
"So . . ." I said with a rough voice because of too much crying, "Do you cosplay a lot?"
Jeff gave me a weird look, "Excuse me?"
"Well, it's just that . . . You know . . ." I left the sentence hanging as I gestured the overall of my face and hair, Jeff just stared at me in confusion. Wait, what? "So that isn't make up . . .?" I mumbled as I pointed at him.
"No. It isn't make up." He said through clenched teeth. Oops.
"O-Oh," I awkwardly responded, "Well, what happened?" I boldly asked.
"Erm . . ." Jeff averted his gaze, "An accident."
"What accident?"
"Just . . . an accident long ago." His actual mouth curved into a smirk.
"Doesn't it hurt?" I asked in confusion, "I mean, your mouth and eyes?"
"No, I'm used to it." He gave me a grin.
"Oh . . ." I mumbled, all this time, I thought it was just make up or something like that. I didn't expect it was real and he got it from an 'accident'. I wonder what accident it was . . .
Eerie silence surrounded us as our conversation died down. I didn't really know what to talk about, this is the first time I spend time with Jeff, I think. I wouldn't know even if I did.
I turned the TV on, "Let's just watch something."
He sighed, "Fine . . ."
Night Time . . .
The doorbell rang so I jumped off the couch and ran for it, I looked over at Jeff who stared cautiously at the front door.
"Don't worry, I'll just pay him so he can leave." I assured him, I don't know why but if I remember correctly, he always leaves when someone else is in the house besides me.
I opened the door and took the food from a delivery guy, I paid him the exact amount and closed the door. I'm living off of burgers and pizzas ever since the stove exploded, I need real food . . .
I walked towards the couch and sat next to Jeff while paying attention on the TV, "You hungry?" I asked as I placed the box of pizza on the table.
"No." He deadpanned.
"But you haven't eaten anything this morning either." I glanced at him, "Look," I poked his arm, "You're so thin."
"I'm not hungry."
"But－"
"Why would you care?" Jeff replied with a roll of his eyes. Really, this guy . . .
"Of course I care! A normal person would!" I reasoned, "Besides, we're roommates."
Jeff looked like he suddenly realized something, "Oh, yeah, sure . . ." He mumbled.
Roommates, but I don't think he even sleeps here. He's barely here at all, "Hey," I started, "Where do you usually spend the night?" I asked.
"Why are you asking me that?" Jeff looked at me.
"No reason, it's just that you barely stay here and I don't know when or not you're coming home so I just got curious." I mumbled.
"I stay with . . . some friends."Jeff muttered with unsureness in his voice.
"Really?" I quirked a brow, I kind of doubt it because of how he said it.
"Yes, really." He sternly replied and looked right in my eyes.
I just gave a nod before turning my attention back to the TV and started eating. I'm sick of this food, I ate it for breakfast and dinner all the time. Ugh, maybe I'll try shopping tomorrow, I could just ask for directions and I already know my address anyway.
I'm really glad that Jeff decided to stay with me today, because of him, I somewhat forgot about Billy's death even if it's just for a bit. After what happened to Billy, I don't think I can handle being by myself for a while . . .
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【Jeff's POV】
I stared at the TV as it plays nothing but static. I glanced at Marika who was leaning on my shoulder, what an idiot.
After eating, she fell asleep without hesitation, she didn't even care even though I'm a guy who's pretty much a stranger, how naïve of her . . .
I stared at her, her chest beating up and down as she takes slow breaths in her sleep, isn't she scared about sleeping while a guy she barely knows is with her? She's so vulnerable right now.
Marika really doesn't remember me, I looked for her for years. When I first killed our family, I had to leave town so I wouldn't get caught but when I came back, I didn't know where she was.
As the years went by, I haven't forgotten her, she escaped me and I had to find her. When I came to this city, I didn't expect to see her but there she was, I saw her walking out of a building, all grown up.
It amused me, I didn't want to just kill her, I wanted to play with her new life. She thinks she can just abandon her childhood but she can't, I'll make her remember everything at the right time, I'll watch her go insane.
I gently pushed her away, not wanting to wake her up. I laid her down on the couch and stood up, ready to leave.
I glanced back at her, she's so defenseless . . .
I impulsively went closer and crawled on top of her, she's completely asleep. I stared at her rosy face before slowly tracing my lips closer to her neck.
I sucked on the sensitive skin on her neck, pain flashed on her sleeping face before she let out a moan.
Wait, what the fuck am I doing?
I immediately jumped away from her as soon as I realized what I was doing. What the hell . . .
I feel disgusted with myself.
I wasted no time and ran out of the house through the back door. I need to clear my head and killing is the right way to do it.
I ran as fast as my legs could do to find a house far from Marika's house. What the fuck was I thinking? The worst part is that I feel guilty for taking advantage of her in her sleep. I'm a killer, guilt is the last thing I should feel! I'm supposed to be numb, insensitive, whatever you like to call it.
I came across a small house and climbed inside through the window. I'll kill everyone in this damn house and show how uncaring and guilt-free I can be about it.
Another night, another death.
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BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THAT LAST PART,
Can I just say that I blame Monster Energy Drinks for writing something like this?
PLUS, it was a dare from someone and when I thought about it, it will make the story more interesting so I decided to write it.
Okay, that's all I had to say, I'm too . . . Sleepy to think of anything, it's 5am here and I haven't slept (Thanks, Monster Energy)
These days, I noticed that more and more people are voting and adding my story to their reading lists. My friend even mentioned that when you search 'Jeff the killer', my story will be in the 2nd page of the results. Thanks so much for everything, I appreciate it :3 I hope you keep enjoying my story. (^з^)-☆