The Unforgotten Night

Author's Note: Hey you creepy pasta fans! I'm a simple gal who would like to share a story with ya. I guarantee you'll like it =) I'm sure Jeff the Killer would too =)

Summary: How would it feel if you did it with a killer one night? Then three weeks later the unexpected happens. For Marissa, that's exactly what happens. But what happens when Jeff the killer and the other Creepy pastas find out? See for yourself in "The Unforgotten Night"!

Chapter 1: Finding Out Helps

Marissa's POV

"It wasn't meant to happen. That night. I had just broken up with Braedon. My abusive boyfriend. He's bound to come back and ask for me again. I'll likely give in and say yes. Then I'll have to endure more abuse. But what happened that night only made my life worse…" I said calmly looking at the doctor. He nodded.

"So, what happened before this?" he asked. I chuckled. I looked out the window and froze. I thought I saw…never mind.

"I'll tell you." I said looking away from the window. It was a grey day. "It was last year. Like I said, I had gotten out of an abusive relationship with Braedon…"

One Year Ago

No One's POV

"Get the hell out of here you tramp!" Braedon said slapping Marissa. Marissa gasped but bit back tears. Braedon was in a bad mood. A really bad mood. He had just found out that his best hit man got hauled off to the man. Or in other words jail. Whenever one of his men got arrested he usually had to break them out which caused him more stress with running and staying hidden from the cops. Marissa got up and ran to the door. She looked back at her ex. He was kicking things and cursing. She left and knew that she would be back in his arms. It was dusk. Her boyfriend wasn't the only killer town. She had heard of a killer who was an insane person. She knew it wasn't safe out, but she had nowhere important to go. Besides, if the killer killed her then she would be free from this hell. Win, win. She thought bitterly. She had reached a local bar. She sighed and walked in. Since most of the workers knew her they didn't question her. She went in and sat at the bar. She was only seventeen. And quite the looker. Marissa was a lovely tan skin color. She had shiny auburn hair that she kept in good condition considering where she lived. She had sparkly hazel eyes and a lovely smile. She always wore skinny jeans and a green light jacket. She looked around the bar and scoffed at the men gawking at her.

"He Mari, what will be this time?" Bobby the bartender asked. She smiled at him.

"I'll take the usual." She said. The usual was just a simple tequila drink, with a bit of lemon to add pizazz. Bobby smiled and went straight to work with her drink. Marissa had become great friends with Bobby and the others. She put her arms on the counter and laid her head down. She was feeling happy instead of feeling immense sadness or grief from her break up. But hey, she enjoyed her freedom from her ex. She didn't look up when she heard someone take a seat next to her. She could see from the corners of her eyes that he had black dress pants on and a white hoodie. She rolled her eyes. Probably another druggie, she thought with a sigh.

"Hey." The person spoke. It was a male. Marissa, without picking her head up, lifted her left hand and waved. The person chuckled, "Silent type huh?" he said. Marissa laughed.

"Not exactly." She said without picking her head up. The person fake surprised when she spoke.

"So she does talk!" He said. Marissa lifted her head and chuckled. She was about to look at the male when Bobby brought her the drink.

"Here ya are." He said, "How can I help you s-" Bobby said but froze when he saw the person. Marissa gave bobby a confused look and turned to face the male. She gasped when she saw him. He had straight black hair. His face was a paper white color. His eyes were lidless and his mouth looked like it had been carved into a smile. She could see the scars from where the knife had cut him. He smiled.

"Yes, I would like what she's having." He said looking at Bobby. Bobby nodded and went to work. Marissa managed to take her eyes off the stranger. "The names Jeff." The male said. Marissa took a sip from her drink.

"M-Marissa." She said without looking at him. Jeff chuckled.

"Hey, I ain't gonna hurt you. I managed to kill someone and keep the urge at bay." He said. Marissa looked at with confusion but didn't question him. Bobby gave him the drink and gave a weak lopsided grin. "Thanks." Jeff said still smiling. He drank the drink down in one gulp. "But I'll take another one please." He said. Marissa finished off her drink. Since the lemon was added in the drink it got her feeling tipsy after one glass.

"Another for me too Bobby." She said holding back a burp. Bobby nodded. Jeff chuckled and looked at Marissa.

"So what's a pretty girl like you doing at a bar?" he asked. Marissa smiled. Jeff stared at her and froze. Her smile captivated him. He felt his heart beat faster. Damn. She has a beautiful smile, just like me. He thought.

"I just broke up with my boyfriend. Thought I'd come here for kicks." She said. Jeff nodded. "So…you really think I'm pretty?" She asked blushing. Bobby set the drinks down and went off to help others. Jeff nodded.

"Yeah. Why would I lie?" he asked drinking. Marissa's index finger circled the outer rim of the glass. She looked down sadly.

"My ex said I was just some ugly slut looking for love…" She said, "He's probably right." She said taking a sip. She felt herself getting tipsier. Jeff looked at his drink.

"Oh…" he said. Marissa just nodded.

"But enough about me, what about you? I mean what do you do?" She asked taking another sip. Jeff smiled.

"Me? I kill people just for the heck of it." He said laughing. Marissa chuckled. The rest of time was spent with Marissa talking to Jeff. She was just about drunk when Jeff asked, "So…do you want to come to my motel room?" He asked. Marissa, feeling giddy and stupid nodded.

"Sure." She said. Jeff smiled and paid for the drinks. They both left with both of them acting and doing stupid things. They had managed to make it to the motel room. Jeff had his arm around Marissa who was laughing at a joke Jeff had made. Marissa walked to the couch and sat down. The without warning Jeff kissed her. Since she was still drunk Marissa kissed back. But this kiss felt different. She may have been drunk but she could feel a spark. Her heart beat faster and one thing led to another. Their clothes had been discarded into a pile. The sheets where knocked all over the room and the bed was a wreck. They both had smiles when they knocked out.

One year later

"So you and him had sex?" The doctor asked. Marissa nodded.

"Yup. I have to admit, it was pretty darn good." She said chuckling. "But that wasn't the shocking part." She said.

"You did "it" with a psycho serial killer and that wasn't shocking?" He asked, Marissa chuckled.

"Nah. That was the best time of my life." She said.

Marissa's POV

The doctor gave me a look. I smiled. "Can I go the restroom?" I asked. The doctor nodded and I left. I still have the feeling that I'm being watched. But I've learned to shrug it off as paranoia. I washed my face with cold water then turned to leave. But I couldn't help but feel an intense sorrow. I mean Jeff doesn't even know. He probably wouldn't care. I wiped the tears that threatened to fall and walked back to the room.

"Welcome back." The doctor said smiling. I returned it.

"Okie dokie. Let's continue." I said.

And that's it. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Can't wait for my next chapter! I feel so giddy just waiting to type it. Until next time. Leave your reviews please!