That morning I woke, this was it, this was the morning that I would get answers, this is the morning Jeff would visit me and tell me everything I wanted to know. Since it was my day off I didn't get out of bed straight away, I just laid there with some black lacy nickers and a black velvet nighty that just about covered my panties, a little skimpy I know, but it's the only thing I could find that was clean. I eventually got up bout 10:30am, did my hair and makeup and walked into the living room (still not dressed properly). 'Well aren't we flashy this morning?' a familiar voce projected, it was Jeff, he was sitting there on my couch, his long black hair swept back so it touched his white hoody, I should of known he would be here, I should of got dressed… 'Jeff!' I said trying to sound surprised. Jeff chuckled, 'so, what do you want to k

I made my way to the cream sofa and sat down next to Jeff, making my nighty ride up even further, witch caught Jeff's attention, 'um, well…' I began to say 'why did you spare me that night?' Jeff paused before answering, 'because, you seemed tortured enough without my intervention' 'then if you wanted to see me being mentally "tortured" why did you rescue me from thoughts men, in the alleyway?' Jeff paused again, but I knew the answer, it had to because he liked me… right? He finally broke the silence 'anymore questions?' 'Only one' I replied, 'do you like me?' Jeff looked flushed, which was unusual for his pail completion, 'I have to go' he said, while getting up and walking toward the door until I grabbed his arm, 'please don't go' I said pleadingly, Jeff looked surprised, he pulled me up and toward him so my head rested on his chest. 'I'm sorry' I began to say 'I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortab-.' But before I could finish my sentence he had already pressed our lips together. I was shocked, i started to blush, I wrapped my arms around him and as the kiss grew more man more intense, and Jeff started to get excited.

Suddenly Jeff broke of and threw be back out of anger, not at me, but himself. 'NO' he shouted, 'I can't do thi- YOU CAN'T LIKE KILLER LIKE ME. I'm disgusting' 'NO YOU'RE NOT.' I shouted back, 'YOU'RE NOT PERFECT, BUT YOU PREFECT FOR ME.' There was a long pause until Jeff spoke up 'but… I'm a monster.' Jeff sat back down on the sofa, and proceeded to stare blankly into my wall, I edged myself closer to Jeff and replied, 'everyone in this word is monstrous.'

To be continued in chapter 5…