Im so sorry DX! I've delayed the story for you wonderful people Q~Q I've been busy because of homework (FUCK HIGH SCHOOL!), but! here is CH. 2, CH.3 shall be out very soon, pwomise v.v
I gasped loudly, staring at the killer, well more like death glaring him, but like he cared. His grip around my wrists tightened, and his body pressed against mine. A slight blush appeared on my cheeks since I didn't like how my breasts were touching up against his chest. Noticing that, Jeff smirked, clutching my chin, he made me meet his eyes, and I growled. He chuckled softly.
"My, my Janey, you've grown up since the last time I saw you." He slowly removed a piece of my hair off my face, and continued to grin like a fucking Cheshire cat. "Damn...I haven't seen a sexy woman like you for a long time...too bad I'm not here to fuck you, otherwise that would have been fun,"
Could I just sit in a corner and die? Fuck me! You don't even have the right to touch me, you filthy whore. I growled, before hitting him in the groin. He stumbled back, fell on his ass, and held onto it for dear life, a slight yelp escaping his lips. I quickly grabbed the kitchen knife that fell on the floor and sat on top of him, bring it upwards, threatening to stab him in the chest. He raised his hands above his head, a slight hint of fear in his eyes.
"I'm sorry!" He yelled, breathing heavily. "I just need to stay here for a bit. Please Jane. If the police find me, they'll put me in jail, and I can't go there."
"And why the fuck should I listen to you? You filthy asshole." I inched the knife closer to his skin, he looked at me again, as if begging me to just listen to him. I don't know what came over me, but I slowly decided to get up, keeping the knife nearby, in case he decided to do something stupid and I had to kill him myself.
He got up, slowly sitting on the bed, a sigh escaped his lips. "Look, the reason I can't go to jail is because, I want to start over. Maybe stop killing, or even better, stop being a psychotic freak." He looked up at me, swallowing hard, as if he were lying right to me face.
"Why the hell should I believe you?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Because...if you don't, then I'll make sure you go to jail to. I can tell the cops that you were the one who started the fire down at main street in the abandon building, and they'll know it's you, because your DNA is still there"
Shit, the bastard had his sob story all figured out. He made sure he was able to corner me and then, I'd have no choice, but for him to stay with me. Could life get any better? (sarcasm noted) The little fuck! If I could, strangle him, I would, but alas, I'm shorter than him. I sighed and looked at him, dropping the knife and placing my hands in my pockets.
"Fine. You can stay, only until you've healed up, but then after that, I want you out of my fucking apartment." I sneered, before heading off back into the kitchen, grabbing another beer. When did life get so fucking annoying?
I could feel Jeff's stare on me, as if he was expecting me to break down in front of him. I turned around and glared at him.
"If you're staying here, then you'll be following my rules. First off, you'll be sleeping on the floor. Second, and fucking hanky panky shit, and I'll slit your damn throat. Third, if you leave this house, even for a minute, I will throw you out."
He nodded in agreement, before looking away. "I guess I'll head to bed then..."
He stuffed his hands in his hoodie and walked to a corner in the room, I went into a closet, seeing an extra blanket and pillows (are you kidding me? You have all this extra shit, but you can't buy a damn couch?), I threw it at him, and he caught it with ease. With a nod, he set up his little bed in the corner, before stripping out of his hoodie and shirt.
I blushed, immensely. "What the hell are you doing?! This isn't a fucking men's strip club!"
He growled. "Calm down woman. I'm just taking my fucking shirt off."
Calm down! Was this man insane? I mean, I don't want to be staring at his toned abs, and his sexy muscular arms...and...and...his gorgeousness that was just emitting rays of hotness. STOP IT JANE! What are you trying to do? Trying to get turned on? Shape up woman! Let the man do what he wants! You shouldn't let it affect you! DAMN YOU!
I sighed, heading to my bed, and placing the covers over my head, I heard Jeff say 'goodnight' before everything went dark, and before I knew it, I was out like a lamp.