Insanity (jeff the killer horror story)
Chapter Two
"Welcome home, dear. How's your day?" Asks my Mother. Smiling,
"It's good." 'Sucks.'
"Did you meet our neighbors yet?"
"No." 'Yes.'
"Oh. You must have been busy with your schoolwork."
"Sure." 'Not really.'
"Get dressed properly now; they'll be coming soon."
"Okay." I go upstairs, dropping my backpack on the floor, taking my clothes off and putting on a silk red strapless dress above the knees and black heels; father runs his own cleaning products and we go to conventions every year and MANDATORY to dress up formally. Got an issue? Well, screw you.
6:00pm arise and the doorbell rings. Father opens,
"Welcome."
"Hello, there. We are pleased to finally meet you." A lady walks in, black flats, fade out blue jeans and a nice black dress up shirt. She looks to be in her early 30's. She had brunette hair that was a messy do.
"Hi, there," Mother says as the lady notices my mom, holding my brother, Jake and myself standing next to her.
"I'm Emily and these are my sons, Jeff and David." David, hands in pocket and in a boared tone,
"She's seen us already, mom. No need to re-introduce."
"But, this is a respectable way so everyone knows your name."
"Tsk." I give a glare at David,
'What an ass.'
We sat at the dinner table; Jake is in his high chair, mom next to him and Emily next to her, across is Jeff and I and David and dad are sitting across from each other.
'Well, this is uncomfortable.' Emily says,
"So, Jane, I heard alot about you all over town about your outstanding performance at school."
"Yep; she's our star in this little town." When dad says little, he means LITTLE. We live in Breathedsville, Maryland, with population of 254. Look it up. David glares in my direction, "It's nothing to be all excited on. I want to help others; that's my dream and to be a role model who believes they can't do it."
"Eh! Enough mushy stuff. You're suppose to be a goth, aren't you?"
"ANYWAYS!" Mom, trying to break the fight. "Emily, where do you work?"
"Oh, I'm unemployed, actually. My husband died and I'm earning his benefits. And, i'm home, taking care of my sons."
"I'm so sorry."
"Don't worry about it. It was long ago." My dad says,
"Jeff, you've been quiet all night, son."
"I...I just don't have anything to say."
Night went on and they finally leave. I go upstairs and I'm ready to close my curtains, then I see a figure stand outside. Rain start to fall hard. Truth to be told, I got scared. I didn't know what to do.
"Jane!"
"Uh, yes?" I turn my head to the hallway,
"Jake wants you. He keeps saying ' Ja Ja.'"
"Be there in a bit." I turn back outside and the figure disappear. I lock the window and close the curtains, getting ready for bed.
"Hi there! All items here are 20% off and buy 1 tee, get 1 50%." Work is slow, as usually, but it is almost lunch time. I lean at the cash register and my boss, Donny, comes to me and says,
"You okay? You look pale." He is a little taller than me, brown mo-hawk hair, brown eyes, stubble face, slender figure and nose pierced and mouth pierced.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Jake isn't feeling too good; I think he got something from the other kids at daycare. And I think he gave it to me. I'm fine though. I just took some aspirin."
"That's good. I'm just checking on you, as well as the others. Maddy," the other co-worker, "is that way too." We are working at Hot Topic, if you REALLY wanted to know. "Almost time for you to leave. Got plans? And please, don't say homework."
"Come on, Donny. You know better than that." Then,
"Hey, Jane!" I turn and it's Marlon, coming in with bags of clothes and books.
"Hey, Marlon!"
"Ready to go?"
"Yep, in a few."
"Wow, that's creepy. A guy was standing outside your house?"
"Yeah."
"Did you get a good look at him? Maybe you can report it."
"I will, if it happens again. So, the Keatons come over last night for dinner."
"Oh, geez. How well did that work?"
"Jeff was awfully quiet and David didn't like that I was into mushy stuff."
"Like your dreams of helping others, even though you're a goth? Yeah, in his defense, I can see that."
"Thanks, Marlon." Glaring at Marlon,
"Although in your defense, I respect you doing something that will make a really good example for Jake."
"He's the reason that I am doing this."
The day went on,
"Do you REALLY have homework?"
"Only just reading some pages in Literature. No biggie; why?"
"I got invites," flashing tickets, "To a rave tonight!"
"Marlon."
"Okay, okay. They're actually for next Saturday."
"Better."
"I got an appointment that Saturday morning, but I can squeeze into going. Been a while since I've gone to one of those."
"That's the spirit!" Then, I was bumped hard into my shoulder.
"WHAT!" It was David Keaton.
"What's you're issue, bitch?"
"You better quit following me."
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
"Jane, he wasn't the one staring in your house last night, is he!?" Marlon freaks out.
"WHAT!? Are you fucking crazy!?"
"D." Jeff appears in the middle of us. "Just stop D." Then, they both leave.