Sorry for such a long wait. I've been having a hell of a lot of issues recently.
Thanks to those who read and review.
By the way "-S-" means a sex scene is coming up. However, it's not very sexually descriptive and contains some details for the plot. It's less about the sexual activity and more about the emotions of our favourite little killer.
-JJ Dragon
It was a cold Saturday morning. Jeff groaned, sitting up on the mattress, that was situated in the middle of the blank room. He winced, his body aching from the forced activities of the night before. A violent torrent started in his stomach and he felt the need to throw up. He suppressed the urge, however, slowly getting up and dressing himself. His long black hair was sticking up in every direction.
"Ugh... Feel like shit..." he murmured to himself, walking out of the room and into the lounge. On the couch was Liu, smirking.
"How was last night?" the older boy taunted, a smirk across his lips. Jeff glared coldly.
"Oh, fucking fun" he spat "I enjoyed getting raped so you could get paid!" The brunette on the couch simply held his amused expression.
"Well, I had to put the fact you were special to use" he replied.
"Special?" Jeff aired. Liu didn't elaborate, resulting in the killer letting out a growl. "Why would you put your own brother in so much pain?!" At this, the older stood up, furious.
"I could ask you the same question!" He snarled. Jeff went to punch him, put Liu grabbed his wrist and pinned his arm behind his back.
"Son of a bitch..." the raven growled, grimacing as his arm was forced back more than what he could handle. Liu shoved Jeff to the ground.
"Behave, Jeffrey..." the brunette leaned down and brushed some of the dark hair from Jeff's vision. The killer snarled in response. "You're such a beast, Jeff... You've lost all human values... I'd say you were a wolf, but you do not hold the same majestic body. Instead... Hm... I'd say you were a mutt with a temper!"
"Damn it, Liu..." Jeff got up slowly, in pain from last night, still. At that moment, the door of the house opened. Green and white eyes glanced at the being who entered. A young man, barely 20, with brown, frizzed hair, tanned skin and glasses stood in the doorway. Liu smirked.
"Good morning, Kevin" the brunette spoke, melodically. Jeff simply stood, silently. Kevin smirked widely, somewhat maniacally.
"How's my bitch?" he asked, glancing at Jeff. The killer stiffened, gritting his teeth. Kevin was the cause of his pain and the one who had forced him into the "activities" of the previous night.
"Still being fiesty" Liu answered, crossing his arms with a sigh. "He refuses to behave himself, even after all the attempts of taming you did last night"
"I'll solve that" Kevin replied, his voice dark. His eyes glinted with malice and he swiftly moved over to Jeff, grabbing his arms and dragging him to the blank room, that he had awoken in.
-S-
Jeff was pinned to the matress, shirtless, despite his attempts to break free from Kevin's grip. He snarled, kicked punched, but to no avail.
"Someone needs to calm down!" Kevin laughed, grabbing a knife from his back pocket and puncturing the skin of Jeff's side. The killer bit back a howl of pain, blood seeping from the wound. The knife was removed. "Going to behave?"
"Fuck... you..." Jeff panted. Kevin's eyes narrowed behind his glasses. The knife went down and punctured Jeff's shoulder. The raven grit his teeth, determined not to expose his pain nor fear. By now, the matress was stained with red liquid. Jeff felt Kevin's tongue drag across the newest wound, and he grimaced.
"You're our little beast, Jeff..." Kevin purred, petting the long, black hair. "Our little dog..." He twirled a lock of the singed hair. Jeff's vision was blurred. Kevin was just a dark shadow to him, his paralyzed form gazing up at the distorted features. He felt his black pants being slid down his hips, but Jeff was barely breathing. He'd never felt so dead. His lithe form was drifting in the space between reality and dream.
At that point, he felt Kevin slam into him, but the scream stopped in his throat. The room was fading from view. He felt angry, but could do nothing about it. He was angry that "the feeling" had left him, once again. He'd been left alone far too often. "The feeling" was what he clinged to, what gave him a reason to never look back.
"Mom...? Dad...? Liu...?" He felt tears prick in his eyes, then cascade down his cheeks. Images flashed in his head of their mutilated corpses, the blood everywhere.
"No..." he temporarily stopped breathing, his world black and red.
"No..."
"What was that?" Kevin asked. Jeff's eyes focused, almost like his body had restarted. "The feeling" burned the back of his skull.
"No."
"No?" Kevin smirked, about to make a snide comment, but was cut off by Jeff screaming in anger. He overpowered Kevin, pushing him off his body and onto the ground. The killer grabbed the knife from Kevin's hand and impaled his lower stomach. Kevin roared in pain, scrambling away from Jeff. He stood, eyeing the killer.
"Leave, now" the raven growled. Kevin didn't move. "Now!" The brunette's eyes widened and he slunk from the room. Jeff fell to his knees, tears running from his eyes. He stayed there, regaining his senses, slowly. He stood, shakily, slipping his clothes back on, since there was no bathroom nearby to wash himself. He turned to leave the room, but was stopped by the Slenderman, looking down at him.
"What do you want...?" Jeff asked, his voice threatening. Then, a numbing crossed his mind.
I CAN GET YOU OUT, JEFFREY.
Jeff's eyes widened, looking up at the faceless being before him.
"You can talk in my head...?" He murmured, dumbfounded.
IT'S CALLED BEING TELEPATHIC.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever" Jeff rolled his eyes. "Why are you helping me, anyway? I thought you were on their side"
I WAS. BUT NOW THEY HAVE CHANGED THEIR PLANS. THEY HAVE STRAYED FROM THEIR PROMISES, SO I SHALL STRAY FROM MINE.
"What promises?" The creature looked around.
HERE IS NOT THE PLACE TO EXPLAIN. I SHALL EXPLAIN LATER. MEET ME OUTSIDE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. DO NOT GET CAUGHT, SMILE CHILD.
"Hey, I'm not-!" Slenderman vanished before he could finish. Sighing, he opened the bedroom door and glanced around. He could hear Kevin and Liu having a heated discussion in the kitchen, and he silently crept across the lounge. However, a piece of paper caught his eye. It was a drawing of Slenderman, surrounded by trees. He picked it up, turning it over. On it, was a time and date. Jeff shoved the paper into his pocket and swiftly ran from the house. Slenderman was stood outside.
READY? It asked.
"Let's just go" the killer responded. Slenderman lifted him up onto his back with long, black tendrils. Jeff didn't complain. Before he knew it, they were teleporting; Away from the house and all its horrors.