Kill Me Please... Chapter 4
Sorry I haven't posted in a long time. Site wouldn't let me log in and I've been sick to beat hell! Urff technology sometimes... But anywho, here is Chapter 4. Last time Jeff had asked Lily a very interesting question, I wonder what kind of price he'll have to pay in doing so? Send me your reviews!
~Kimori94
Lily choked on her sandwich. Where did this come from!? Jeff chuckled as she continued to choke on her sandwich. Lily glared at him as she swallowed and gasped, "Love? You, a serial killer with no regards for anyone is asking me about that pitiful and useless emotion. Give me a break!" Lily stood up, her face twisted with disgust as she stormed into the basement. Jeff became confused as loud banging and screaming noises rose from below the floor boards. What the hell did he ask that was so horrible? Though he could agree with Lily, such a pitiful and useless emotion Love was. He didn't even know why he asked her, he just wanted to know what she thought of it. Considering how she was, everything about her was making him more and more curious. He didn't like that at all.
Lily continued to scream and bang around the basement as Jeff left the house. She heard the door slam shut. Her chest heaved with angry gasps, her eyes twisted with rage. She picked up the wooden bat that Jeff had acquired, and began hitting the wall with it as hard as she could, "Stupid, Fucking, BITCH!" she screamed. Memories flitted through her mind as she stormed back upstairs.
Mommy why don't you Love me?
Lily shook her head violently "no... NO!" She screamed and threw herself on the mattress;
Mommy what is Daddy doing to me?
She turned her head to the right and saw something shine. It was Jeff's knife. Lily sat up and looked at it. He always had that stupid thing on him, she was surprised he had actually left it behind. Her mind continued to filter his question. Was he that insane to not remember how to recognize emotions? Was it just mere curiosity? Lily sighed and grabbed her sweater, sticking the knife in the front pocket. "How the hell does a serial killer forget his trademark weapon..." she muttered under her breath and looked outside. It had to be at least Noon with the way the sun was up. She frowned, "and out and about at this hour?" She pulled the knife out of the pocket and put it back as it was. It was covered in blood stains, sharp enough for Lily to slice a small cut in her finger just grabbing the blade. Dark thoughts entered her mind, how easy it would be...
Jeff scoffed at himself. That woman should have gotten more than what she deserved at his hands. Thanks to Lily's bantering he had forgotten his knife; a careless move on his part considering how strong the womans husband was. He reached for the door handle when the door shot open, "Idiot don't kill in broad daylight..." Lily said arms crossed. Jeff shoved past her and picked up his knife, "thanks to your stupid bantering I forgot this," he growled. Lily made a face at him, "You're a big boy clean up after yourself... You know for someone so psychotic and insane your beginning to seem harmless," she said. Jeff socked her in the face, sending Lily into the basement, "you want to see harmless? I'll show you harmless!" Lily said nothing as Jeff brought one enraged fist after another down on her. Jeff's insanity began to swallow him, "have you seen harmless now!" he shouted in her face. Lily only looked at him and said, "my Dad hit harder. He always did..." Jeff growled and boot stomped her in the ribs, a satisfying crack sounded. Lily was moaning over the pain, a broken and beaten mess. Jeff held his knife ready and waiting to strike, "I think you've been enough trouble for me," he said and knelt down. Lily said nothing, nor did she react to his obvious intentions to kill her. She just resounded the words Jeff had started to hate hearing, "Please Kill Me..." Like always, Jeff would freeze up and hesitate, Lily laying in wait. He couldn't understand, why couldn't he kill her? Why did the intent flow from him leaving him empty? Why did she look so desperate for death? Jeff would usually find it hilarious when people begged others to kill them. Every time their wish was granted. Some even tried to use it as a way of letting themselves live. As if, if you want to die then that's exactly what you'll get. It's a waste to just sit and watch them die, but for some reason Lily is different... Jeff thought. She wasn't begging him like a whelp, she wasn't just saying it for the heck of saying it. She actually wanted to die. That look of relief knowing she was going to die bothered Jeff to the core.
Lily painfully brought the knife to her throat, "do it Jeff," she said bluntly. Jeff looked like he was fighting a war, one that seemed like it would never end and there would be no victor. "Kill me..." Jeff's grip on the knife went slack and he just merely knocked her out with little else he thought he could do. He looked at how broken she was, it reminded him of a boy once covered in bleach... He shook his head and glared, picking her up and bringing her upstairs and onto the mattress. He stood up and walked away, "your too desperate Lily. If I want to play with my toys then I'll play with them, so suffer with the thought of life. It seems keeping you alive is more torture than physical pain. So I'll just use that to my advantage for as long as I can."
Lily awoke to the sun in her eyes, Jeff was gone, and the house was a mess. Dead bodies littered the floor, the walls were smeared with blood and other bits of organ. Lily went to sit up but a sharp pain made her lay back down. Right, Jeff broke my ribs... Lily thought and looked up and frowned. Jeff was obviously trying to be humorous when he wrote the word "Jealous Lily?" on the ceiling. Lily looked away with obvious irritation written on her face, of course she wasn't jealous at all. She was furious! As if he would leave her here alive and broken while all these other people were pleasantly dead around her. The door opened and Jeff walked in with a child on his shoulder, "like your new friends Lily? I even brought you a little sister," he said, his permanent grin intensifying with sadistic intentions in mind. Lily glared at him but said nothing. He gave her a mocking look, "awe, don't like them. But I went through all the trouble to find them," he said and showed her the little girl. Lily screamed as the body was flung at her, but the pain in her lungs was severe because of the broken rib. Lily couldn't move nor could she barely breathe. The girl was gutted, a giant hole where her chest and abdomen was showed nothing but sinew, bits of muscle and bone. Her face looked like it had been caved in by a sledge-hammer and her skull had been bashed in. Jeff laughed with complete joy at Lily's fear, "what's the matter Lily? Don't you like it? I made her just for you," he said as his laughter increased. Lily looked at Jeff, his mind is so broken... she thought. But Jeff was psychotic, this behaviour and the mess he had left should be expected. But Lily found that it wasn't fair that he kept her alive. "It's like your Mommy and Daddy came back. It's like they never left," he said as he held the faces of a dead man and woman up for her to see. Lily flinched, rage filled her, "that's not them..." she said with a vicious tone to her voice. Jeff was "happy" enough that even his torn smile was beginning to split. "THAT'S NOT THEM!" Lily charged at him, her regard for the reality around her was gone. She had officially snapped and was outwardly attacking Jeff with heavy blows. Jeff was actually quite surprised by her strength considering how frail she was. But then we all become the monster when we black out. Years of pent-up rage unleashed at its fullest. Lily's was a beautiful symphony, "is that the best you've got?" he said and punched her in the face, picking her up and tossing her into the back window. It shattered down upon Lily as she stood, "How would you understand! What do you know what it's like to suffer like I did! My parent's despised every fibre that was me. They did everything to make me feel unwanted, unloved. A used toy!" she screamed and brought a chair up to his face. Jeff scoffed and pinned her against the wall, "You wouldn't understand..." he growled viciously. Lily glared at him, "understand what? That you butchered your family? That you slaughtered your "perfect life" in exchange for this one? Give me a break you're the one who understands nothing!" Jeff began seething with rage, "how did you-" Lily scoffed and despite the pain in her ribs she stood up and charged at Jeff, giving him a deadly knock to the head, "you whine in your sleep like a little boy Jeff. And you've mentioned your family in conversation before so shut up!" She shouted as Jeff trembled with rage.
Jeff was glaring daggers at her, "leave them out of this..." he growled. He sliced into his hand as he gripped the blade, the look on Lily's face mirrored his own psychotic glare. She reeked of insanity and malevolence. The one thing that bothered Jeff the most, were her eyes... Blackened over, it seemed as if a dark poison flowed through her veins around her eyes becoming more clear all over her body as black tears sprung from her eyes and she grinned a sinister smile. Lily laughed at him, "Are we feeling guilty about something Jeff? Your parent's deserved it, I mean any parent who tries to kill their children simply over the fact that they became the monster they should never have been should be killed... On the other hand can you blame them? However... Liu did nothing," she said and clutched at the sudden searing pain in her back. Jeff wasn't paying attention, it was the name of his dead brother that tripped him into over drive, "He even took the rap for you, protected you, and you killed him in cold blood..." Jeff had enough and charged at Lily in a blind rage, throwing her to the ground, "SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Jeff bellowed with each punch and hauled Lily up and back down the stairs into the basement. Lily at that point was unconscious and could not hear the violent screams and beatings that Jeff left on her. After he was done and panted and looked down at Lily. She was black and blue, lacerations and gashes littered her body and she wasn't moving. The black stuff seeped slightly from her wounds, but some of it had sprayed. The scent of it was making Jeff nauseous and Jeff continued to pant as he clutched his chest with pain, "L-Lily..." he said and collapsed in a heap on the floor. The strain on his mind rendering him unconscious.
Jeff awoke, his head felt heavy and it hurt. He didn't really remember anything that may or may not have happened and he had no idea how long he had been passed out for. Trying to ignore the dizziness he stood up, "Lily, what time is it?" he called. There was no answer, so Jeff made his way to the stairs, "Hey, Lily? Are you deaf or something!?" He looked back to see Lily a wreck on the basement floor; extremely battered and unconscious. Jeff frowned, "did I do that?" he wondered and chuckled. He looked down at the master piece before him. Jeff knelt down next to her, "get up stupid..." he said. Lily didn't move though and remained the way she was when she had been knocked down. Jeff didn't understand what she wasn't moving, "Lily, get up," he said and prodded her some more. He was confused, she had a pulse and she was breathing. Why wasn't she moving? "Come on Lily this isn't funny..." he said. Awe don't tell me I broke the damn thing! Such a waste of my fucking time... Jeff thought with irritation. Something didn't seem right though. He'd bash her around all the time, and never would she look this injured. And the dried blood was black as sin, her wounds weren't bleeding red like most would. What happened last night? "Lily... Wake up..." Jeff said solemnly. Lily's breathing was staggering, it looked like she had multiple bones broken and her lacerations were becoming infected. Jeff clutched at his head and frowned, "ah mother-fucker... I hate it when my things get broken..." he growled to himself. His chest began to shake, not from sorrow; no, never for this psycho. He hadn't shed tears in years, he hadn't felt any sorrow or misery. Jeff's mind had become something sinister; his own worst enemy, "Hehe... Gehahaha! Perfect, she's PERFECT!" Jeff bellowed with utter insane joy. His insanity clawed at his mind, "Lily, your perfect..."
At first Jeff thought that Lily would wake up within a few days. It had been two weeks since the fight and she had still not woken up. Jeff trudged around solemnly, it was weird having her just lay there in a heap.
"My dad hit harder... He always did."
Jeff had also reacquired some memories of what happened. Lily completely fucking snapped; a deadly blackout. Jeff had to say he was impressed by it. Such a tiny worthless thing, and yet she was unnaturally strong. Her eyes blackened with hatred, such blood lust she had it was almost stifling. Kind of like Him... Jeff shook his head, "can't have Him getting in the way. That would be extremely annoying..." Jeff said to himself.
"How would you understand! What do you know what it's like to suffer like I did! My parent's despised every fibre that was me. They did everything to make me feel unwanted, unloved. A used toy!"
"You wouldn't understand..."
"Understand what? That you butchered your family? That you slaughtered your "perfect life" in exchange for this one? Give me a break you're the one who understands nothing!"
"Are we feeling guilty about something?"
Jeff tugged at his hair, "Stop, STOP!"
"Your parent's deserved it, but Liu did nothing."
"SHUT UP!" he bellowed and hucked a chair at the wall. Jeff stood there in silence and panted. A slight knocking on the door caught his attention, "Lily open the door, it's me," he heard. It was that bitch Emma. Jeff froze and the chuckled darkly, "dumbass open the fucking door I heard you in there!" he heard again as a shout. "Are you deaf and well as retarded answer me when I talk to you!" Jeff just merely sat down and pulled out his knife as the girl busted in, "well if it isn't the bully Emma..." he said with sadistic glee. Emma froze on the spot, fear leaching from her pores like a deadly honey, "y-your face... Oh my god!" she said quivering. Jeff cackled maliciously and yanked Emma's hair, bringing him closer to her, "now that I think about it, did you not break my toy? Become a part of the breaking process?" he said and gestured to the bed. Emma gasped and began to shake, "Lily... Lily wake up! God Damn it I said get up!" she shouted. Jeff laughed, "I accidentally put her in a coma. She attacked me first and boy can she hit. She looks kind of hot laying there all broken up and battered, kind of a turn on wouldn't you agree Emma?" he said and bashed her over the top of her head. Emma crumpled in a heap on the floor, "now you... That look on you would be perfect, but first you got to learn how to smile," he said and dragged her to the basement.
Emma awoke to a dark and dank space. Must be Lily's basement, Emma thought and then shuddered. "Lily you have to learn what kind of people you let in..." Emma whispered to herself. As if Lily let a Psychotic and Insane Serial Killer live with her on a day-to-day basis. But then again, Lily was always prone to suicide. No thanks to those damned parents she had, the funny part was nobody knew how they died. They suddenly vanished, her father first and then her Mother. Jeff... Emma cursed herself, "why didn't I see it before?" she said out loud. She heard a chuckle as a trap door opened and Jeff himself came hunkering down the stairs, "Awake now I see?" he said. Emma gulped, "please let me go..." she said scared. Jeff laughed, "Quit your whelping. You took part in breaking my things, and I do not like it when people break my things!" He said and punched her. Emma was crying, yelling out in pain as Jeff carved patterns into her flesh. Every blow, every slice Emma cried out in pain. Her blood, her battered body... So enticing. "Screw off and die you fucking ugly freak. Your parent's were right to want to kill you!" Emma bellowed with all the strength she had. Jeff felt a ripple of rage start, that rage slowly started to seep through his body. Emma realized she had just made a terrible mistake. Jeff glared at her, his smile becoming sinister looking:
"If my father needs a whore I'll give you a shout. Your Mother was always his favorite over mine. Maybe you'll serve a better purpose..."
Emma froze solid, "Do you remember saying that? Do you remember me saying I don't like bullies Emma?" he said and yanked of the scraps that were her shirt and pants. Emma trembled, "please stop I'm sorry I said that! Don't do this, PLEASE!" she screamed and pulled at the chains that held her in the air. Jeff chuckled, "awe what? People got to remember I have needs as well. Lily is pitiful and pathetic, but you Emma. Your body being so broken, so battered, so luscious..." he said and forced a kiss on her lips. Emma turned away, realized that too was another mistake, "WHY DID YOU DO THAT EMMA!? AM I NOT PERFECT ENOUGH FOR YOU!?" Jeff bellowed and belted her in the ribs. Emma cried out as she felt one of her ribs shatter. Jeff took his knife and cut away her underwear; the worst nightmare that could ever happen to a woman. Having their innocence snatched away from them instantly and by force. They would scream in pain, pleasure, fear. Jeff loved to hear the suffering pleas of the women he chooses to satisfy him. He wasn't going to deny he had needs, as odd as they were. But seeing Lily in a battered mess pushed his urges, Emma stopping by was a perfect opportunity. He stuck his fingers up her vagina, "well now I think we have a virgin here. Interesting, the way you look and act I would have taken you for a whore. A worthless slut," he said as Emma whimpered, "this makes you more, delectable." Emma was taken down and placed on the couch. She struggled as Jeff tried to climb on top of her, "Please stop it!" she said bawling. Emma was too injured to fight back, gasping as Jeff continued with violating her. A searing pain ripped through her as Jeff began to rape her. Emma fought hard to get him off her, but again she was still too weak to fight. Jeff brought her face to his and forced another kiss on her. Emma didn't move, instead more tears just leaked from her eyes. She let out a moan, "there you go. Not so bad is it?" Jeff said with mirth. Emma was losing herself; Why was she ENJOYING this!? Emma panted, "J-Jeff s-stop..." she stuttered. Tears still flowed from her eyes, Daddy I'm sorry... Emma thought with sorrow. She knew what would become of her if he decided her to live. She would be his whore till he no longer needed her, till she was used up. Jeff finished with Emma an left her there, "well at least you were useful for something," Jeff said. Emma couldn't even flinch she was so numb, she just wanted everything to end... Her pain... Emma reached for Jeff's knife, "My body is not yours to claim!" she said. and drove the knife into her neck. Jeff cursed, already having finished with her anyways. He watched the life leave her eyes and blood pool onto the floor, "such a waste," he said and dragged her outside and into the back, leaving her body with the others till he could dispose of them. Jeff paused and thought for a moment smirking, "and she used to pick on Lily for wanting to die. Such a stupid girl..."
