Wake Up – A Jeff the Killer Fanfic
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WARNING there might be some extreme gore over here so watch out XD
OK HERE WE GOOOO
I couldn't hold it back any longer.
I smash the mirror in front of me with my fist. Emilee takes a step back. I look at all the broken mirror pieces like it was a gun wall and pick the biggest, sharpest shard here was. I turn around to face Emilee.
"Do it." She taunts me.
I charge at her with the mirror shard, pushing her into a bathroom stall.
"Any last words, slut?" I growl. She was definitely about to die.
She just looks at me, mortified. I take the glass and stab it into her chest, drawing it out so she felt it. I dragged the mirror shard downwards, opening her abdomen. Her intestines spilled onto the bathroom floor.
I shove my weapon against her mouth so she stopped screaming. She was dead in a few seconds.
"Go to sleep..." I whisper.
I emerge from the bloody stall triumphantly. I look at myself in the broken, bloody mirror and smile.
My work here is done.
*flashback over*
What was I going to do with the body? I think for a minute and decide to leave it there. I drop the glass on the floor and it shatters. I walk out of the washroom and out of the school, grinning.
The sidewalk leading to the forest was empty and deserted. Everyone was at school, I guess.
I just couldn't stop grinning. That bitch got what she deserved. Adam didn't even matter anymore; I only had an extreme urge in my mind to KILL. All I could think about was KILLING. I loved seeing the blood spill out of Emilee's body. She deserved every second of pain that she got. That whore is DEAD.
While all my thoughts raced through my head, I couldn't help but feel like someone was following me to the forest. I turn around as a figure sprints behind a nearby bush.
"Listen, bitch. I don't have time for your little game here. So go home to your mother or something."
No reply. I walk over to the bush cautiously, not knowing what might be behind it.
"Hello...?"
Two burn, blackened eyes popped out from the bush. They were a beautiful onyx color. Mesmerizing.
Next thing I knew, the figure was crouched over me, holding a knife to my throat. "Go to sleep.." It whispers.