{Storm}

After dinner, most of us headed to bed. Jeff and I watched the videos of their first kills with the Creepypasta gang. I hid behind Jeff for SEXUAL Offenderman's video. He buried his face in my hair as well. He soon flipped off the TV and pulled me onto his lap, looking me in the eyes while his hands gripped the back of my thighs tightly. I put my hands on his neck, partially weaved into his hair.

"I want you to know something; I will never hurt you intentionally. The only time I may accidentally touch you harmfully is until your first real killing is taped and Slendy makes you a Pasta like us. I just hope Sirens are the same as humans," he said, holding me close to him as if I were a fragile piece of glass. "If I do anything that hurts you, just tell me. Please, I love you," he said into my neck. I nodded and kissed his head. He walked me to my room before kissing me good-night. I kissed him back before pulling away and walking into my room.

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As the night ticked by, I tossed and turned. Finally, I got out of bed, dragging one of my smaller blankets with me. It dragged behind me as I walked to Jeff's room, Puppy (Offend-a-puppy) trotting sleepily behind me. I knocked lightly on Jeff's door before opening it slightly.

"Jeff?" I whispered. I heard his covers rustle and he came up and open the door wider. He wore a pair of black boxers that had skulls printed on them. I looked up at him tiredly.

{Jeff}

I was surprised to see Storm standing at my door, a blanket wrapped around her chest. Puppy sat at her feet, half asleep.

"What's wrong?" I asked. She yawned.

"I can't sleep," Storm whined. I took her in my arms and lead them inside. The blanket dropped from her shoulders and I pulled her under my covers. As I wrapped my arms around her waist she moved them up, flicking my nose.

"Hands above the elbows!" she scolded.

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{Storm}

When I woke up the next morning I found the place next to me empty. I shot up and looked around the room for Jeff. Instead I found my killer outfit clean with a note on the top. I read it and smiled. It said, "Storm, get dressed and I'll see you in the kitchen, You laugh and I'll throw you in the lake, Jeff." I giggled and dressed in the same outfit as yesterday, tucking the note in my trench coat pocket. When I went down stairs I saw Jeff wearing a black apron that had "Kiss The Cook!" in red letters. I walked in. giggled, and kissed my cook. He looked surprised while I sat down.

"What was that for?" he asked. I pointed at the apron and he rolled his eyes. BEN smiled and after breakfast, Jeff picked me up and slung me over his shoulder.

"Shit! Slendy! Help me!" I yelled. I looked at BEN and he shrugged. Grinny laughed his weird French cat laugh and Puppy barked at him, scaring the living day lights out of him. He leapt into Jane's arms as both of our dogs followed us. I yelled for help as Jeff walked to the lake. I screamed as he threw me in. "Y-y-you l-l-little a-a-assf-f-fucker!" I stammered, freezing cold. I ran out of the lake and chase Jeff back into the mansion. We ended up in his room, both of our clothes dry. We ended up on his bed, making out and clinging to each other like we were each other's life support. Jeff didn't try what he did last time and I was thankful for that. We wound up falling asleep for about another hour. When we woke up, night had fallen.

"Now, Storm and Jeff, you two are going to go video Storm's first kill with us," Slendy said.

After we left the house, Jeff led me to a quiet neighborhood that I recognized as the one my friend I had when I was in school and the school bully.

"Jeff, don't record this part," I said, pushing the camera back into his pocket.

"Why?" he asked, hooking his hands in my pockets, pulling me closer to him.

"I'm visiting a friend then we'll go killing," I said. Jeff nodded in agreement and kissed my passionately. I gripped his hoodie as his hands went to my waist. You see, we'd been working on building my courage back up, trying little things to teach my body that he wasn't going to hurt me. The dump in the lake this morning didn't help. Finally, we pulled apart and I raced to his house, silence washing over the place once more.

"Hans(I just got done watching Frozen at 1 AM, Hans looks like the Hans from the movie)?" I whispered as I hauled my leg through his window. He woke with a start.

"Storm? Where have you been?" He asked, turning on his shoulders and placing a palm on my cheek. I covered it with my own. We'd always been as close as brothers and sisters.

"I met somebody… Hans, I killed them… I'm a killer now," I said softly. He flipped on his light and almost screamed. I turned as his hand fell away to see Jeff standing in the shadows, royally pissed off. "Jeff, don't get your boxers in a twist, assuming you're wearing them!" I scolded playfully. "Hans, this is Jeff. Jeff, this is Hans. Hans was always like a brother to me, nothing more," I explained. Jeff lumbered up to me and sat down beside me.

"You'll have to visit me often," Hans said with a smile. I smiled and nodded. Jeff pulled me towards the video and just to make sure that Hans got the message, we stood on his roof outside his window, kissing. My foot got caught on the sill and we tumbled forward, landing in Hans's mother's flowers. Oops… Whatever… I led Jeff to the bully's house and we crept in. He and his girlfriend were in bed. I smiled and drew my knife.