Chapter 2
Without even thinking my lips moved and sound came out as I spoke.
"I'm trying to, but I can't sleep." Stopping as I clamp my mouth shut he stopped his progression towards me a little startled by my response. He then began to laugh and pocketed his knife into his hoodie causing me to tense.
"Wow, wasn't expecting that... What's your name?" he spoke in a husky voice that fit his appearance.
"I'm Ida... Ida Bane..." I spoke lightly as to not wake up my friend across the hall. He as well whispered,
"I'm Jeff the-"I stopped him with a smile.
"I know who you are. The infamous killer, Jeff the Killer, the murder who no one can find, the one brandishing a bloody knife in the night. I wasn't expecting to see you at all." I noted as I swung my feet out of bed staring up at him. He looked shocked as he tensed,
"You aren't one of those Fangirls are you?!" he spoke as he backed up, shaking my head lightly a smile on my face as I let out a chuckle.
"Oh no I'm different. You're beautiful and I appreciate your line of work... It's... fascinating really." I waved my hand over to the window. "Sneaking in, gutting people, making them beautiful, even leave the police lost and stupid. Look it's quite amusing, they all try so hard to find you and yet they can never do such a thing! You're too skilled and evasive and seeing that you do exist Slenderman does as well. Well it explains those missing kids I guess?" I chuckled lightly and he stared at me differently.
"You're so not normal." He commented, but he looked relieved and a little amused to that factor.
"I guess so." I spoke as I looked down at my hands lightly. "I always knew I would never be normal." I shrugged. He was silent before walking over to my window.
"You're pretty cool although… See you around." And with that he jumped over to the tree across from my window and disappeared off into the woods. When he was gone I sighed looking at my clock, it was five in the morning I might as well wake my friend and tell her what happened and get us ready for work.
Knocking on the door lightly I heard nothing so I open the door slowly and peered in a little too aware of things. She was curled up, the blanket over her head as I chuckled a sighed; I was kind of scared that something might've happened to her. Going into her room and turning on her lamp; which cast a faint glow in her room. Grabbing the blanket I pulled it down and shook her shoulder rousing her from her slumber.
"Come on wake up, Raven. We have to get ready. Oh and Jeff stopped by." I whispered lightly, rubbing her head to keep her awake.
"Jeff who?" she groaned propping herself up on her elbows to stare at me with sleepy eyes. I smiled as I stood and walked to the door. Turning on her light, after turning her lamp off, I turned my back to her.
"Oh just Jeff the Killer… Hurry up and get dressed I'm making breakfast." I smiled back at her as I left for my room. I heard a startled scream as I heard her fall out of bed. Smiling I enter my own room and turned on my light, quickly shooting one last glance at my window in hopes that Jeff would be back. Sighing in disappointment and at my own stupid hopes I went to my closet and got out my uniform. This uniform was something I had to wear at both my jobs. I had a job at the book store with Raven and then I had a job at the local fancy bar. When Raven goes to college I go to the bar and serve people there. I get off and she would normally be done with school ten minutes later so this gives me plenty of time to walk up there and collect her so that I could pick her up safely and we could both go home together. I was always stronger and for some odd reason I could beat up strong arm men and I had no training what so ever.
'It's all me, babe!' the voice said as I recalled a memory of when I flipped an angry marine onto his back and punched him in the throat. Maybe it was the voice but I didn't care and I really didn't want to find out either. It was rough on Raven having to study and all I can do to help her with are things she wants and do simple things to ease her burdens some, protection was just a bonus and my own security.
I changed quickly and brushed my feathered raven black hair- was always straight- and went a little past my shoulders. I liked my hair it suited me perfectly as well as covered most of my scars I received from my mother. What cruel woman she was never having mercy and always finding anything to torture me with every seconded she could when I lived with her for seventeen years. Shaking my head from the memories that tried to form I put on some mascara and headed down stairs. I took out bacon and heated up the stove. When it was ready I began to cook up the beacon and put them on a paper towel when they were finished. Taking the eggs I fried them all together, with quick movements I flipped them and cooked them, easily setting them on the bacon. Making cinnamon toast I took out two glasses and filled them with milk and chocolate syrup, pulling the toast out onto separate plates. I stirred the milk with the syrup when I looked over at Raven coming down the stairs half-dressed and half asleep still. Laughing lightly as she set the table,
"Here let me fix it." I snorted as I began to work on correctly buttoning her shirt up then her necktie and fixing her cuffs. When I finished we ate in silence. I cleaned up her mess she always seemed to make first thing in the morning and put the dishes in the dishwasher for later; this is when she spoke up.
"So was it a dream or was it really him?" she spoke lightly, serious to the situation. I turned to her and smiled equally serious.
"I talked to him this morning somehow my stupidity, and quick tongue, made him stop and reconsider something. I don't know though after all he did say he would see me around so you might get to see him soon as well." I then shrugged and scooted her along with me to the door where she put on her shoes tying them up quickly. Putting on my own black dress shoes I tighten my bowtie and put on my black sunglasses that I bought a long time ago in middle school; they were still good and as they should be after all I had to get a job and save up to get this high end pair of glasses. We walked out of the house into the humid morning and locked up, pocketing my keys I turned and looked at our bushes at the edge of our property that hid the front yard for on lookers. I had a extraordinary rose garden filled and organized with different colors that circled a medium size fountain. I had lilies near the door and a rock path leading to the drive way where a car sat in the garage safe, clean, and filled. We only drive the black Camero when there was an emergency or long distance travel, otherwise we walked from our little neighborhood to town but only a few miles away.
"The AC guys are coming this afternoon to repair our unit so in any case we will be able to shut those damn windows." I reminded Raven as I rubbed at my temples thinking of how we had to practically threaten the business people to get them to come early. She nodded before speaking,
"I seriously thought you were actually going to go to their place and torture them in till they agreed and then bring them to our hose and make them do it for free." I only smirked and nodded at that, I really did although had the keys in my pocket along with my wallet and my metal pole was only in the garage with our car, all I had to do was start the car.
"Although you might not be able to see Jeff again; or at least through that window if you lock it up and everything, I mean who knows maybe he could unlock it?" She giggled as I shook my head.
