It was hard to get Jeff to understand that I didn't see him as the monster everyone else saw him as, I didn't cower in fear of him or shake at the sound of his name, no instead I saw him as a person, a human just like everyone else. But he was stuck on the thought that he was a monster to everyone around him and that no one could ever care for him, no one could love him, no one wanted him. He was stuck on the thought that there was no one in the world that could see him as anything but a monster but he didn't understand just how wrong he was. I cared about him, wanted to be there for him, that I saw him as a human not a killer, not a spycopath.

But it seemed as though Jeff would never see this, he wouldn't see that I cared about him just as much as he had but then maybe he never cared to begin with. He didn't care at all for me and only now was I realizing this. But that still didn't matter whether or not he cared about me or not, it didn't matter at all what he thought of me at all, I cared about him and I wanted to be there for him, wanted to help him through at least one battle and then maybe I'd leave him alone. I'd leave him so he could be alone again, after all it had been clear that he wanted to be alone, that's how it had been for years for him. He had spent years alone after that brutal night when he killed them all, lost his sanity, he had spent years by himself, years terrorizing people, years alone.

There were two separate rooms in the warehouse down a long hall, Jeff's room was across from mine and as I walked down the hall I stopped outside his room. The door was shut as it always was, there was a sense of dread, loneliness as though the room was empty and abandoned. I never entered his room, never knocked on the door, there was something about it that just felt wrong. I turned around and went into mine leaving the door slightly opened, I always left it opened in case Jeff wanted to talk. The room wasn't bad it was ok, there was a good sized bed, a small nightstand with a lamp, a rug in the center, and a broken mirror in the corner. I hated that mirror, I hated it more then anything in the world, I hated it more then any of those damn bullies, I hated it for it was not only a mirror to show how we looked but it showed who we were. It showed our imperfections, what we wanted to change, what we hated about ourselves but this mirror, this craked and broken mirror showed my very soul, it showed a broken heart and a shattered soul. I punched the mirror and this time a small part of the mirror broke and fell to the floor when I looked up the part that fell rested over my heart and I screamed out in frustration and pain.

I hated that damn thing, I hated myself, I hated so many things but as the tears began to drip down my face I was glad for the darkness that began to fill the room for it hide me, it hide the tears and my weakness. I hated it when I cried, I hated these tears that fell down my cheeks, I hated how weak I still was but I couldn't help it, I couldn't stop this. I cried for a good amount of time I turned to look out the small window and saw the moon rise knowing that any minuet Jeff would knock on my door and we would go out to kill again. I didn't want to go out, I didn't want to save people, I wanted to be alone, alone in this darkness. I turned back to the mirror, the mirror that showed a broken heart and shattered soul, a mirror that showed a troubled little girl still haunted by her own demons.

He doesn't care about you

Why would he ever care about you

Your nothing but just another human to him

Your pathetic you always have been nothing

Shut up, just shut up I didn't want to hear them, didn't want to see their taunting faces anymore. They were just apart of my past, part of what used to be they couldn't hurt me anymore and yet there they were right there in front of me taunting me with everything that I thought everything they knew they could hold against me.

Just look at yourself

Your so ugly and stupid

No one would ever care about you, especially not Jeff

Crazy bastard doesn't care about anyone

Especially not about you

No one would ever care about such a pathetic girl

"Just shut up your not real, they're not real Katie."

Of course we're real

We used to enjoy tormenting you

Watching you scream in pain

Clentching your ears trying to drown us out as we beat you to the ground

Crying like the weak little girl you are

Where's Jeff now to save you Katie

I felt something slid down my arm and as I looked down I saw them open again, saw the scars resurface every single cut I made, every single scar that they left, the pain that they inflicted on me. The blood ran down my arms as all the pain resurfaced and yet they kept their taunts.

Your pathetic katie

No wonder your parents left you

No wonder there's no one out there that could care about you

Your pathetic

Weak

Useless

Just kill yourself already no one wants

The tears came down as i realized that they were right after all they were always right, my parents didn't care about me at all no one ever did and while I thought that perhaps Jeff would be different and maybe care for me they were right that I meant nothing to him, I was just another pathetic mortal to Jeff and there really was no point in me staying. I felt strong arms wrap around me and the stench of blood hung heavy in the air.
"They're wrong don't listen to them, never ever listen to them Katie."

I turned around and saw Jeff standing behind me, he kept his hands on my arms as I hugged him again. I don't know what I was doing but I just wanted to hug him closly and never let go, I wanted to know that he truly was there.

"It seems that you were right. I can't always protect you Katie, but whatever they told you they were wrong."
"How do you know what they say isn't true?"

I wiped away the tears trying to collect myself again in front of Jeff not wanting to seem so weak.

"I know that they think I don't care, that you mean nothing to me, that's not true not at all." I just stared at him not believing what he was telling me. "Katie I care very much about you I don't want you to leave. I don't want to be alone anymore."

I pushed away from him it was only empty words that didn't mean anything, he was just acting trying to get me to believe that he actually cared but I knew where this would end up and I didn't want to go down that path. I don't think my broken heart could handle that pain, I headed towards the door but Jeff caught my arm but it was all in vain for I pulled away and kept going. There really was no reason for me to stay it was already quit clear that he was just acting the whole time after all what could I possibly mean to the killer. Jeff had made it clear so many times over the years that he wanted to be alone so there wasn't any point in staying.

I walked out the door and started heading home or at least that's what I had called it for most of my life I wasn't sure if it really was a home anymore. No doubt my parents didn't care where I was or even realize that I had been missing for a few years, no doubt anyone realized that I was missing. I could just go back home, go back to school and pretend that nothing has happened and everyone will just go along with the act and everything will go back to normal. As for Jeff well he'd probably go back to killing and like he said before he wouldn't come back for me, wouldn't eve care if I died or not it would be one less kill for him.

"Katie wait!"

I stopped for a moment but then kept walking I couldn't stop now and there was no point in Jeff trying to stop me.

"Katie please wait!"

This time when I stopped again I turned around and saw Jeff running towards me with concern in his empty, unblinking eyes.

"Katie please don't go."

Please? Please. It was a word that I had never heard Jeff say, it seemed strange and sounded foreign as it rolled off his tongue. He slowed and stopped in front of me with worry in his eyes but there was something else there too, it was a small glint of fear and that's what caught my attention was the strange feeling that I had never seen in his eyes before.

"Please." he said again but I couldn't move, couldn't speak I was to stuned by the fear in his eyes to do anything. He came close but my gaze was fixed on his eyes and the fear that they held, was he afraid of me leaving him? No that didn't make sense he had been alone for years so why would any of that suddenly change. He placed his hand on the side of my face but I still stared into his eyes.

"PLease don't leave me." he begged and only then did I realize how close he was to me but I was paralyzed.

"Why should I stay you've made it clear before you didn't want me around."

This time sadness had overtaken his dark eyes and his hand moved to drop down to my shoulder but I took his hand in mine and placed it back on the side of my face, I liked his hand there it felt warm and comforting.

"Katie I don't want you to leave, I don't know what I'd do if you did leave I want you here I like protecting you, I like...you."

"You like me?" I asked

"Yes very much."

He leaned in closer to me and soon there was almost no space between us before I woke to a familar strong knock on the door. I opened my eyes and saw that I had fallen asleep on the floor, I laid there for a moment not moving, it was just a dream it wasn't real so all I knew was that the voices were right, Jeff didn't care about me so there was no reason for me to stay. The night thankfully went by quickly and soon we were hiding in another warehouse this time Jeff took the only room and I took a chair that was out in the open space. I watched the sun slowly begin to rise through a nearby window, I could just leave now and return to the life that I had left behind maybe it would be better that way. It would be easier for us both if I just left now and didn't come back.

I opened the door and walked out into the sunlight and stood there for a moment, it felt nice to stand in the sunlight again but it stung not only my eyes that had grown so use to the dark but also my very pale skin that hadn't seen the sun in years, I pulled on my black hoodie and putting my hands in my pocket I felt my own knife there and held onto the handle as I headed to a place that for so long had been my home. We hadn't gone to far away from my old home and when I entered the house everything was exactly how I had left it nothing had changed and there was no sign that my parents were home or even noticed that I was missing. It was late in the afternoon when I had arrived so I decided that I would go upstairs and try and sleep, I would attend school the next day, blending in with my old life. Everything was exactly the same in my room and as I threw myself down onto the bed I fell asleep right away wrapped in the warmth and softness of the bedding. But night was cruel to me and again I was plagued with the dream of Jeff stopping me from walking away from him and just as we were inches from kissing my alarm had gone off and I got ready to go to the last place on Earth that I wanted to return to but as I made my way from class to class it seemed as though no one had noticed that I had been missing for three years which was fine by me I wasn't that easy to miss or to spot missing.

It took me a while to get back in the groove of things but soon everything seemed back to normal, my teachers ignored me, classmates teased me but it wasn't as frequent or as bad as it used to be it seemed as though the events of that day still remained in the halls and the minds of the students. They all saw me as a freak because I had somehow survived that night, because I hide so many things that none of them understood, they didn't understand why I hide or why I wasn't popular, why I didn't hang out with the other rich kids but then again I knew that they would never understand. They wouldn't understand how empty a mansion can be, how lonely a person can become when they are aways alone, how bad a person can feel once they've gone through all the hell that I have experienced, only one other person understood any of that and that was Jeff who had shared a very similar story with me.

Damn it, everywhere it seemed Jeff had followed me even if he wasn't there I knew he wasn't there he hadn't even cared to come just as he had said he wouldn't come wouldn't even care if I left. Yet he was still there, his eyes in the darkness, his smile in the mirror, his presence was in the pictures that decorated my walls and I did in my damn art class. He was there everywhere I went and everywhere I looked he was there watching me through the shadows and I couldn't stand it, I couldn't stand to see him knowing that he would never care for me the way that I cared for him. He would never see how I care about him or how I wanted to stay with him but I couldn't stay there, couldn't stay knowing that I really meant nothing to him that I was just another stupid little girl to him.

It was better if I just stayed here as far away from Jeff as I could be, it's not like he cared anyways right? It's not like I actually cared anyways what he thought I knew that he didn't care about me or anyone else so really why should I care? That's the problem I did care I always cared from the first time I saw Jeff to that fatal night at the party even to the night when I made the desician to leave my life behind and go off with Jeff instead. It felt nice when they started teasing me again it took my mind off of him, brought me back into reality, the reality I had lived with for years the only thing missing were my wars but Jeff ahd helped me win all of them and I didn't know if I could start them up again, that was all that was missing were those few battles that left scars on my skin, the reason I hide all those blades around the house as well as the pills but I could no longer take them, I couldn't even look at them without being disgusted or feeling sick.

"What would Jeff think if I had taken these?" I often found myself asking but he wouldn't care he had made that perfectly care when he threw his knife at my head almost killing me, he was enraged and made it perfectly clear that he didn't care about me and would much rather be alone well now he was and I hope that he's happy now that he's alone, hope everything's just as he wanted it to be.