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Jennifer's POV

Pepper I-I mean Ginger was right about us. We have a lot of things in common. We went to high school and we're only had one sandbox love that we tended to take advantage of. Not to mention that we were bounded by our sandbox love by blood whether it was intention or just a friend kissing the wound. We both had pretty normal lives in shitty towns till the paranormal fucked us over. Then we were control by hormones, possessiveness, and hunger for boys. Another funny thing is that we eliminated any 'threat' that wanted to take our other half away. In the end it was our loves that did the hardest thing to save us from the hell we were embodied in… they killed us.

I was a little nervous to start the program but I wanted to talk to Needy, no I needed to… no pun intended. From what I understood my victims are my steps and they will visit me like that one Christmas movie. Each of them is suppose to help me "open my eyes" and make me wiser like Gandhi and shit. They are going to come in the order that I killed them; which means… Ahmet would be first.

"Weird," Ginger said staring at my file. That was not good she was supposed to bring him here, what the hell happened?

"It seems that he has been reincarnated."

"What!?"

"Yeah into a fucking fichus oh well that's good news for you. Next victim"

That means it's…

"Hey Jennifer," the voice said slow and deep. It was the thickheaded football star Jonas to my rescue, oh boy this might take awhile.

"Hey Jonas," I said in a sickly sweet way. I do feel a little bit sorry for ripping his insides out and leaving him to be eaten by Bambi but he did try to have sympathy sex over the death of his fried, I mean who does that? He looked exactly like he did when he was alive. A head full of hot air but firmly stuck on the ground.

"All I want to know is why you wouldn't go out with me? I mean I did believe we'd make a banging couple. "

I couldn't help but scoff at the question this is going to be a piece of cake.

"Because you are not my type" I said expecting him to disappear like Casper but to my disappointment he wasn't. What the fuck?

"I want to know the real reason and you're not getting passed me till I hear it loud and clear."

I suddenly didn't like where this was going. Why the heck does Jonas have to know? Focus, I thought to myself it should be easy to say I love Needy.

"I'm waiting," he sang. Fuck him. It felt so hot in here and I bet my face was red as hell. Damn it if I was alive I'd imagine that I'd pass out from lack of air.

"It's because I…" come on Jen you can do this, you have to do this.

For Needy.

"…love Needy, That's why." I heard him clapping his hands as though it was some type of performance. I was about to shoot him a Fuck you look but was surprise to see that no one was there. Two down two more to go.

"Okay so right know you're only going to be able to appear to her when she's dreaming."

"Dreaming Check…no pun intended." I giggled. I felt like a child waiting for Christmas to come.

"Now remember she might be having a nightmare where a figment of her imagination could look like you. You have to prove to Needy that you're real capish?"

I nodded with a smile. I know I shouldn't be so happy under the bizarre circumstances but hell I take what I can. Once again Needy had cried herself to sleep and by the way she was moving I'd say she was having a nightmare and I was in it. How do I know you might say well she's calling out my name that's how. I took a deep breath as Ginger was explaining to me how to teleport myself into a dream. It sounded complicated but I'd do anything for Needy.

Well here goes nothing.

Needy's POV

I don't know what's worse when I'm awake or when I'm asleep. When I'm awake I'm like a zombie passing through life, the loneness gnawing at me like Specter used to do to the furniture. But when I'm asleep it's always the same dream… no not a dream, a nightmare.

It's me killing Jennifer.

Every night it's for a different fertarded reason but the ending is still the same. I end up stabbing Jennifer in the heart as if the first time wasn't enough.

Here it goes again.

Jennifer is just standing there wanting a hug and I run to her embrace. I know what's going to happen next but I can't change it. I have no choice.

"Where's it at, Monistat?" Jen asks happily. Before I can respond my hand comes alive, holding a box cutter and stabs Jen right in her chest. Her face is a mixture of confusion and hurt, building the guilt inside me. I hold her lifeless body close to me as the hot tears run down my face.

"Stop torturing yourself Needy."

Who said that?

Jennifer was gone as if erasing what I had done. If only it was that easy. I looked around to see my sandbox love standing right in front of me. I had to admit this Jennifer looked different than my other dream ones. They usually have blank faces or totally Smiley Bob smiles. This one looked like the real Jen I knew before she was killed and turn into a demon.

"Needy is that really you?" dream Jen asked. Of course it's me, who else could it be?

Just as I was about to call this Jennifer an idiot I was pulled into a tight bear hug. Just great now I'm going to replay the death more than one time, just fucking great.

"Please don't touch me," I begged. Even the hug felt different, it felt so real to me.

"Needy, it's me Jennifer."

I felt teardrops on my shoulder and her grip became tighter. It was a good feeling to be wanted.

"I know."

"No Needy I'm not part of your dream it's me the real Jennifer."

"Yeah right."

She looked hurt but her beautiful blue eyes kept staring into mind trying to reach me I guess. I should know what she's thinking about she's part of my imagination but I don't. Jen seemed she was debating about something biting her lips making her look so cute till she seemed to have found an answer.

"Go back to Devil's Kettle and go to the evil looking tree. There' a hole around the trunk in there you'll find my diary. Needy, I've never told anyone else so that should be proof enough…right?"

"Sure Vagisil whatever you say."

Guess I've lost my mind completely but Jennifer gave a squeal and pulled me into another tight hug. She smelled like her favorite lotion called pure seduction which I thought fit her so well and her body felt…warm. I knew this was a dream and if they were all like this one where Jen doesn't dir but looks happy and wants love than I rather never wake up. We hadn't broken contact but she parted a little so we'd be face to face. Before I knew it I felt her soft lips onto my chap ones. God just one kiss from her would make me go crazy. This time I didn't want to stop it, the feeling was just too good. Jen was the first to break the kiss leaving us both to gasp for air. Her smile quickly disappeared as she said, "Wake up."

What?

"Hey I said wake up miss, either you pay for another night or get the fuck out."

Fuck it was the hotel manager. I had half a mind to rip his throat out for waking me up from such a good dream.

Go back to Devil's Kettle

Well since I've got nothing better to do but prove how insane I've gotten I might as well go.

Two days later

I can't believe I'm back in Devil's Kettle standing in front of the petrified tree cuz my dream told me to. But here I was I guess to amuse myself. I looked around thinking that I'm not loose around the edges I fucking lost screws! I searched around feeling dirt, bugs and god knows what but no diary.

"Yes Needy you have lost it," I said to myself cleaning the gunk off my hands with my pants. Just when I about to leave something caught my eyes. It was hot pink and rectangular shaped. Suddenly this wasn't funny anymore. This was serious shit. If that is what I think it is then… the Jennifer in my dream was the real one. My heart started to pound hard against my chest as my hands reached for it. It was the diary with a cute little lock on it but it was no match for my demons strength. My eyes watered as I recognized the handwriting.

It was Jennifer's.

So that was the real Jennifer in my dream and... we kissed again. My lips tingled from the memory of her sweet tasty lips. I opened the diary figuring Jennifer wouldn't mind me reading it.

Needy if you're reading this than it means that you were able to do it You were able to stop me from doing the worst thing imaginable…killing you. I can feel the demon inside me getter stronger and stronger wanting to feed on your flesh. My guesstimation is that it sees you as a threat. But anyway you won and probably looked salty doing it, like Xena or Jolie style. Lol

The last line made me laugh as tears started to flow out of me. This is the only thing I have to remember about the real Jennifer. Sure I kept her BFF necklace but it brings back those last moments. I was about to close it when something caught my eye at the bottom of the page.

Memo to self if I'm reading this than it means I really fucked up this time and I'm through being this damn thing's puppet. I will find a way to avenge Needy, I don't know how but I will.

I rolled my eyes thinking that Jennifer would have written this just in case. It was dated the same day as the prom. So she must have written this before she attacked Chip. I closed the diary but held it tightly against me. It's true, after everything Jennifer has come back for me.

That night Jennifer visited me in my dreams again. She asked if I found the diary but I was too busy staring at perfection herself. I nodded and told her how I only read the first page. She seemed a little relived because she wanted to tell me something before I read it in her diary.

"Needy I've wanted to say this for a long time now," she said chewing on her hair. I've never seen her look so nervous before. She took my hands as she caught my gaze. I swear I could stare into those ocean blue eyes forever.

"I l-love you Needy," she said. I must have died and gone to heaven because Jennifer Check just said she loved me. ME!! I responded by giving her a deep passionate kiss. After that I told her how I felt too. We were rudely interrupted when a police officer woke me up. Earlier I'd fallen asleep in the park but I'm lucky he didn't recognize me as the manic that escaped. It was unfair that she was only able to see me in dreams but I had to work with the cards I've been dealt with. I spent the day reading her diary recalling the memories and the emotions tied with them. Some of it made me laugh, cry, depressed and even love her more if that was even possible. There were some things I couldn't believe she wrote about like the time she taught me how to kiss. I was chewing gum which she told me to spit out if I wanted to learn how to French. I spit it out not thinking about it and it landed on her. God I thought I was gonna die from embarrassment, my face felt so hot but she wasn't angry…she also wasn't making me feel better.

"HAHAHA I-I told you to and you HAHAHA imagine if it hadn't been me then the whole school would know."

"You're not going to say anything?" I asked. It would be social suicide not that I care but then it meant I really couldn't hang out with Jen which is pretty frightening.

"Hell no you're my sandbox love and only I can mess with you." Jennifer had a sweet side to her and only I got to see it. As I read through the pages the diary became interesting as we were maturing. My heart stopped when I recognized one particular event that happened to us.

The night we made love for the first time.

I can't believe what just happened. Me and Needy we were just practicing how to kiss but this time we didn't stop. It was different when we played boyfriend/girlfriend. I was always the boyfriend trying to convince Needy to sleep with me but she always had some excuse not to. This was better, more intense like what Mommies and Daddies do. I was scared to hurt Needy as I entered her for the first time but she trusted me. I don't know why but Needy has always trusted me. She's never looked so beautiful as she came and I held her so close to me. Needy was a fast learner as she had me coming on her hand too. I know now that sandbox love never dies and that I love Needy. She's my world and my everything. Tomorrow I will tell her how I feel.

(3 hours later)

NO!NO!NO! My dad's leaving us. How could he do this to us…to mom? He came home drunk as always and started calling mom a whore. He made her cry so much, he hurt her. I see what love can do to two people. It can crush a person as easily as it can make us happy. I've never seen mom look so lifeless. It reminded me of the frog we had to dissect its eyes were empty, soulless but I couldn't do it and neither could Needy. My mom sent me off to sleep over to Needy's house. That night I cried in Needy's arms as I told her what happened between my parents. As she was comforting me I couldn't help but wonder what would I do without Needy. What if she didn't return the feelings I have? I'd rather die than to be rejected by her. No, I can't risk losing Needy not right now. I have to force myself to be friends…just friends.

Nothing more.

Needy's POV

I remember that night. I was there for Jen in those dark times. All that shit that happened between her parents didn't give us a chance to talk about that night but then Jennifer started hanging around boys. I got so jealous, we argued when she told me that night meant nothing to her and to grow up. Another thing was that we shouldn't play boyfriend/girlfriend because now we can deal with real life shit. She broke my heart just because she was afraid of getting hurt. We stopped talking after awhile and I remember those days really clearly. I felt empty and I know she did to yet we were too stupid to swallow our prides. I really thought I was going to lose my sandbox love but one fateful day she came to my house to apologize for what happened. That was the only time she ever admitted she was wrong. We made a silent agreement to never talk about the night we made love and till this day I regret never having the courage to bring it up, I was just so scared of losing her. The irony is that in the end I did lose her but she came back. Once we made up Jennifer brought me a present. It was our BFFs necklace to always remind us that we'd be together no matter what. Maybe none of the demon shit would have happened if we were together. At least now I know why she couldn't tell me before. I was on the last page of the diary. Her handwriting had changed as thought she was another person when the demon thing happened. I couldn't believe Jennifer had made a list like this.

List of victims and potential victims

Ahmet

Jonas

Colin Gray

Chip

Alexander O. Abner? Maybe

The last name sounded vaguely familiar but I wondered why Jennifer would pick him. I tried to think about why that name rang a bell till it hit me. He was one of the authors of the demonology books. I visited the library to Google him and was surprised to see that Wikipedia had a page about him. There no photos of him but he's 24 and has a shit load of books under his belt. He was last seen around Devil's Kettle. Whoa, this can't be a coincidence Jennifer was going to kill him but why?

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