After that little surprise I got on my birthday I didn't tell anyone about it. Though I had a feeling that Nathaniel had something to do with it. I tried asking him about it but I always chickened out of it. I also stopped going to school because of that, most of the people there would blame me for it because Dakota was the one that always bullied me.

I made sure to bury Dakota's head in a place no one would ever think of looking in. And everything was great until I found another note on my window pane. 'Not again...' I thought as I slowly made my way to the window, taking small steps and making sure that nothing else was in the room or near my window, outside or in the tree or anything at all. I quickly snatched the note from it and read it, 'Riddle me this, what is something that is different, is uncared for, doesn't remember much, and has been lied to their whole life...' Now this...this made me think. Was this related to me somehow. Well it did say most of the qualities I had, such as I was different. Yes. But different in which way? I was uncared for, yes. By my parents and most people I knew. I didn't remember much of my childhood. Not until I turned around 9, I remembered my parents and Nathaniel. And I well, I had been lied to...but again, in what way? I decided to just stuff it into my pocket once again.

I noticed something though, before I could put it into my pocket I noticed that there was a small line meaning that I should look on the back. I turned the note around, it was another small note. It read, 'Go into the study. Sincerely, Jeff The Killer...' This was weird...my parents never let me go to the study. And why in the world was Jeff leaving my notes. This was scaring the fuck out of me at the same time I was curious as to what he was planning. I shoved the note into my pocket and headed out of my room and towards the study. Shaking off any bad thought I kept on walking, I was happy that neither of my parents were home as well as Nathaniel.

Biting my lip as I now stood in front of the study, I reached for the door handle and twisted it, pushing the door opened. It was dark inside almost as if it was something that could just pull you in without two noticing. I stepped in and looked for the light switch. As I looked around for it calmly, I felt something brush against my hand, something metallic and cold. Quickly I started to frantically search for the switch, until finally! I found it. Turning the light on I didn't see anything which sort of confused me. I looked over at my hand and saw that it had only brushed against a shelf or that's what it seemed. I looked around the room until my eyes landed on a folder. I walked over to the desk and took a hold of the folder. I opened it and looked through it until I stopped on a document. It said, '(_F/N_), (_L/N_). (_Height_), Age: 9, (_H/C_), (_E/C_)...etc' That was an adoption document. Which meant that...that I was adopted.

I always questioned myself about what I was doing wrong, why my parents...or should I even call them that anymore? Treated me the way they did. I could feel tears building up on my eyes. No wonder my mother had a different color of hair as well as father, including Nathaniel. But he never told me...

I looked around the folder seeing everything else. Seeing what I had done when I was little, where they found me, where I was born, when my birthday was suppose to be. I didn't want to believe any of this. And to think that no one ever told me about this just made it worst. It angered me, why wouldn't they tell me the truth...I looked at the back of the folder seeing that it said, 'The answer to the riddle is, you.' A tear rolled down my cheek as I just stared at the note, in that moment the folder was snatched fm my hand. I quickly turned around and tensed up when I saw my...the woman and man that adopted me.

"Didn't we tell you to not come into this room ever!" He yelled at me, throwing the folder on the desk. "Y-Yeah, but this note-" My voice cracked, "What note?! Let me see the note!" He cut me off, I quickly took out the note from my pocket and handed it to him. He read it and then quickly showed his wife. Her eyes widened as he gasped quietly. "But he told us he was never going to tell her." I completely relaxed after that, it was as if the life was sucked out of me in one punch. They knew about this and never told me about it. Was all of that just a joke, just a stupid role?

I was harshly grabbed by the arm, he pulled me down the hall and into their room which was pretty much across Nathaniel's. My life was all a lie. They weren't my parents, nor Nathaniel was my brother. They weren't my family, they didn't even cared for me, the only person that ever did was Nathaniel and I cared for him like a son, not like a brother but like a son. I was pushed on the bed, my face hit the covers. "We told him that he could have her, then why is he doing this to us?" She asked him who just shrugged. I thought that they were just going to argue almost themselves but I was wrong.

I felt a stinging pain on my back, I didn't even see that coming. "And you...why are you even listening to him!" Another slash across my back. A tear slid down my cheek once again. Why were they blaming me? I had absolutely nothing to do with this. I bit my lip as I was hit once again, keeping all of my sounds of pain in. I saw as Nathaniel locked himself in his room, not wanting to see this at all. I grunted as I was hit, I could feel small trails of blood run down my back. The hitting didn't stop at all, they literally made deep slashes on my back, it was all covered in blood and my shirt was soaked with it.

Finally, 'mother' gasped in horror as she stopped, 'father'. "Stop! This is terrible!" She yelled at him, halting him to a top. My back burned so much and I felt like I was going to pass out. "I'm so sorry sweety!" She turned me around and placed me on her lap. "I don't know what came over us...we're very sorry." She said, in soft sobs. 'Father' just walked out of the room. "We were just upset...we didn't mean to take it out on you..." She whispered as she cried softly.

This was all of Jeff's fault, he was tearing the once happy family that I had. Even if they did beat me once in a while it was never this terrible and they treated me slightly better than now.

My whole face was stained with tears. "Let's get you freshen up." She said, helping me stand up and taking me to the bathroom.

She cleaned my face and my cuts, wrapped bandages around them and I got dressed. The pain had eased away, but I still felt a stinging feeling whenever I moved too much. "Let's take you to bed, shall we." She said placing my arm over her shoulder. He helped me walk to my room. Smiling a bit I took small steps until I finally made it to the door of my room. Opening the door made me regret it quickly. There in the middle of my room was Dakota's headless body. It was hanging from the ceiling by its intestines. Some of them were all over my bedroom floor and blood was dripping down from it. It just made me gag and mother to scream.

She quickly called for father, who quickly raced upstairs and just stood there next to us in shock. The mutilated body hung there, swinging slightly back and forth, 'Why is he doing this?' I asked myself. The bile raised up in my stomach, I just felt like vomiting everything on the floor. A low and dark chuckled bounced off the walls of the room. I looked around as I searched for that certain person.

We could hear steps and Jeff emerged from out of the shadows. "You like my gift~?" He asked, a wide grin spread across his lips. "What do you want?!" Mother yelled at him, placing me behind her in a protective manner. "Oh, I just wanted to have a small chat with (_Y/N_)." He played around with his knife as he glanced over at me, his look just made me shudder and I winced because of my back. "That's not going to happen at all." Father jumped into the conversation placing me behind his back. Jeff just chuckled darkly before lunging at both of them. He pushed both my parents out of the room and pulled me into the room. "No!" Mother yelled before the door was shut in her face.

Jeff smiled wide at me, "Don't worry, it won't take long." Jeff said, making sure mother heard. She started to bang her fist against the door, trying to get in. Father also tried that but it wouldn't budge. "Now, (_Y/N_). I have a proposal for you." He said casually as he sat down on my bed, patting the spot next to him. I slowly walked over and sat down next to him, slightly father than where he had first showed me. He laughed, an amusing laugh before he moved closer to me. "And what would that be..?" I muttered out. "Well I'm glad you asked. I want you to put your DNA on my next victim." I just stared at him like he was fucking crazy, which he actually was. He just laughed, "See, the cops know my way of killing already and if they find your DNA on one of them it will just confuse them. And if you do so then I will keep the cops away from you."

I didn't know whether to trust him or just blurt out a freaking random answer that would probably get me killed. "What if...I don't do it?" I asked, slightly afraid of what the answer would be. "Then you and everyone else you love will have to...Go to sleep." He said simply, tracing his knife across my cheek which made my face go pale. I gulped as I thought about it, now this didn't leave me many- I mean no option at all! I could hear my parents yelling, knowing that they couldn't do anything at all. I bit my lip, thinking about what I could tell him. "...Do you promise that?" I asked, knowing that if he was insane then he could change everything he says in a blink of an eye. He smiled wickedly before nodding. "Well of course." That still didn't make me feel good about the situation that I was in. I gave him a small nod, "Alright..." I muttered. I still wasn't trusting him no matter what.

Jeff grinned and and took his knife away from my face and quickly stood up. "I'll tell you when I need you." Placing his knife into his pocket he reached up for the body and ran out the window. The only remains was the puddle of blood from where the body used to be. I bit my lip as I walked over to the door. Unlocking it and letting my parents into the room. "You're not going to do anything that that monster told you to do." Mother said as she hugged me, making sure that she didn't hurt me. "Well I sort of have to or...he'll hurt everyone I know." I explained to her, she just frowned. She didn't like this at all and neither did my father from the looks of it.

Both of them went to bed after cleaning the blood. Now I just lied down on my bed, my back hurting as I stared up at the ceiling. How did this all turn into a nightmare. This was something that I was never going to wake up from. But unfortunately it wasn't and it was reality. I heard my door open and I looked over seeing Nathaniel walk in. He had a sad expression as he walked over, climbing onto my bed he lied down next to me. "Hey Nathaniel." I said as I smiled and gave him a small hug. He mumbled something that I couldn't quite understand. "Hm, what was that?" I asked looking down at him, he seemed to be holding back tears. "I'm sorry, (_Y/N_)..." He mumbled, I raised an eyebrow. "What for? You didn't do anything." I said as I held him close.

Nathaniel pushed me away and I looked at me sincerely, "I'm sorry, but...I just got this.." His voice cracked a little as he took out his phone and gave it to me. There it showed a picture of Jennifer, hanging from a tree as a wide smile was carved into her face. Her intestines were wrapped around her neckwear stomach stuffed into her mouth, her eyes gouged out, blood all over her face as it dripped down her body and puddle on the floor. I gasped as tears weld up in my eyes, I didn't know what to say. She was my best friend for like ever, she was the only one who treated me like me besides Nathaniel.

I was just so upset, how could Jeff do this! After he told me that he wasn't going to hurt anyone! (You still haven't done what he told you to do btw, so technically he can do this) How could I just barely trust him! He was a killer, a psychopath, a monster! Tears started to fall from my eyes. I just didn't know what I should do now. I couldn't trust him, not even a little. Now I was confused, I was either going to do what I just promised to do for him or if I should not do it. After all he did kill Jennifer, the only friend I ever had. More tears fell down, I couldn't hold it anymore. I grabbed onto Nathaniel and buried my face in the crook of his neck as I cried out of anger. Now who was I suppose to count on! I hugged Nathaniel tightly as I continued to cry...my life just turned into a complete nightmare...