Jeff the Killer
I awoke at around 5pm to the sound of Jack's laughter once more. I groaned and rolled out of the bed and landed on the floor with a loud thud. I grunted a bit then rubbed my head, looking around at the room I was in. Black and white stripes covered the walls along with the lyrics to 'pop goes the weasel'. Jack's room. How did I get here? I tried my hardest to remember how I'd ended up there, but I just couldn't put a finger on it. I walked to the door only to get pulled back by the hood of my jacked. I choked a little on the neck of the shirt and looked around. "Where are you, Jack?" I heard his laughter again and looked to the other side of the room. "SHOW YOURSELF!" I yelled and then ran to the door again. He appeared in front of the door and glared at me.
"Get back on the bed. Now." He held his gaze, sounding more serious than I'd ever heard him be.
"No! Let me go! I have to see to Smiley an-.."
"No excuses, get on the bed." He blinked and then tilted his head to a ninety degree angle and grinned evilly. I gulped loudly and looked at him, clearly quite scared. He walked closer to me and pushed me back, making me stumble and fall back onto the bed. I looked up at him, shaking a bit.
"Jack, why are you doing this?" I asked shakily.
"Why? To teach you a lesson, that's why" he grinned evilly and tilted his head at me. "This should teach you to disobey me" he laughed maniacally and sat astride my lap, staring down at me. I widened my eyes, staring back.
"I didn't do anything wrong, bastard!" I yelled at him and started tearing up. "I did nothing wrong…"
"Shhhh… Just go to sleep, Jeff…." Then I blacked out again.
I woke up. This time, I wasn't in Jack's room, but my own. 'Hmm' I thought 'could have been a dream…'. I stumbled out of my bed and walked down to the living room, rubbing my head. When I walked in, again, everyone was sitting around. Everyone except Jack. I frowned a bit and sat beside Jane, making her immediately stand up and bolt across the room. "Jane, it's been like, 12 years since I killed your parents, and you still can't even sit beside me?" she shook her head quickly.
"N-No! I'll never be able to forgive you!" she yelled then ran out. I sighed as Slender sat beside me and looked at me. I think he did anyway. He stayed silent and pulled me into his side before speaking.
"What's up, Jeff?" he asked me, sounding genuinely concerned. I shook my head and pulled away from him, sighing loudly.
"I don't know… I had a really fucked up dream… Jack was being all possessive and then he like, kidnapped me and wouldn't let me leave his room an- it was real, wasn't it?" he nodded slowly and rested a hand on my shoulder.
"He's… Something's happened to him, alright?" he nodded once then walked out.
I avoided Jack and the others for the rest of the day. Well, all of them but Smiley, of course. We sat in my room, talking about nothing and laughing and joking about until, eventually, Smiley fell asleep. I sighed a little and scratched his head as he slept the smile across his face widening. I smiled softly at my dog then started to yawn a little myself. I lied back and looked up at the ceiling, feeling myself start to drift off.
When I woke up, I looked around. No sign of Smiley. 'oh', I thought, 'that's unusual…'. I walked from my room to the living area and looked around, calling out to Smiley. After about half an hour of searching the house, I gave up. The Rake, from nowhere, walked up behind me and tapped my shoulder.
"We've all been looking for him… He's not here…" he informed me.
"I- oh…" I replied, looking down, "How long's he been gone?"
"Since you fell asleep. We're all going out to look for him, wanna join us?"
"Is Laughing Jack going?" I asked, looking at The Rake, my eyes wide.
"No… he's gone too… But we're more concerned about Smiley. He never-…"
"Never leaves the house, I know, he's my dog. Remember?" I sighed and looked down. "Whatever, let's just go…" he nodded and we proceeded out of the house. Me first, followed by The Rake, then Jane, then Slender, then, lastly, Eyeless Jack. No sign of Laughing Jack. I smiled to myself and started walking around the street, hood up. "Smiiiillleeeyyyy!" I called out to the vast wasteland of the thick street air. "Where aaarrrreeee yooooouuu?" I chewed on my lip and kept looking.
An hour had passed and we'd still had no sign of Smiley. I was staring to give up hope and I was getting really worried. We had searched just about everywhere and we still hadn't seen him at all. That's when we heard it. The faintest of barks. Smiley. I ran to the bush I heard the sound come from and kneeled beside it, holding my hand out for him to smell me. He slowly lifted his head and s niffed at my hand before walking out of the bush and nuzzling up to my chest.
"Jeff? Is jack with you?"
"Laughing Jack, no, Eyeless Jack, yes… We've all been worried about you…"
"L-Laughing Jack.. He-… He was trying to kill me, Jeff…" I blinked and stared at my pet. Jack had tried to kill him?
"Did he hurt you? Did he do anything? You aren't like, bleeding or anything, are you?" I asked, all of my questions kind of merging into one.
"I'm fine… just a little shaken…" He nodded, "I just… I just ran!" he wrapped his arms around my neck and whined, just like a dog does when he's pleased to see his owner. I nodded and picked him up, holding him close to me.
"C'mon, I'll see if Ben will let us stay with him for a while, that sound okay?" he nodded and yawned loudly. After about five minutes had passed, Smiley, as usual, had fallen asleep. I smiled softly at him and ran a hand through his fur. I walked to Ben's door and knocked three times. I waited about a minute before he opened the door.
"Hey, Jeff, what's brought you here?" he asked.
"Laughing Jack." I answered simply. He nodded and stepped aside, motioning for me to step inside. I stepped inside and laid Smiley on one of the sofas. "He's turned…. Really, mega, super evil… Even around the house…" Ben sighed and shook his head.
"How do you even put up with him? Seriously?"
"We're all asking ourselves the same question…" I replied. he nodded and walked to his kitchen.
About 2 hours later, Smiley woke up and ran around the house, barking at everything in the house, yelling 'where am ?! at me every two seconds. I explained everything, that just made him incredibly fucking hyper.
"Smiley, you're cute, but you're better when you're asleep!" I scratched his head, making him glare at me.
"Jeff, have I told you, you are a complete asshat?" he blinked and laughed, "Oh yeah, on multiple occasions!"
"Whatever, just go to sleep!" I said, making him whimper. "Oh.. I didn't mean it like that Smiley…"
"S'fine, I need more sleep.." he said before curling up and falling asleep almost instantly.I walked to the guest room and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking.
"Why's Jack acting so funny? What the fuck has gotten into him? Wait… What has gotten into him?" I chewed on my lip and thought hard. "Possession… Is that like, actually a thing?"
"Yes, yes it is.." Ben said, standing at the bottom of my bed suddenly.
"SHIT! BEN!" I laughed a little, "Don't sneak up on me! Do I look like Link to you?"
"I guess not, but it is extremely possible that Jack could be possessed…" he blinked a few times then sat beside me. "You seem really upset about all of this with Jack… Like, really upset about it.."
"I… Do?" I tried to blink, remembering I had no eyelids.
"Yeah… Do you have a thing for him?" he bit his lip nervously, looking at me.
"Psh, psh, psh, psh, psh, psh, no…" I replied, blushing fluorescent red.
"Tell him, if he feels the same way, maybe that'll lift the possession…"
"Are you… Sure?" I asked and looked at him. He just nodded then vanished from sight. "Ben! At least look after Smiley while I go talk to him?"
"Fine! Just go!" he called to me and I nodded, running out of the house and walking the familiar path to the mansion. I stepped out of the house and pulled my hood over my face. Looking around to where I was walking, I kept true to my trail. I saw a house. A house that had no lights on. It looked… Abandoned. Maybe the owner had someone watching a pet? I listened as close as I could and heard faint music flowing from the house. Smirking to myself, I walked to the door, seeing it was slightly ajar. One stop on my way back wouldn't hurt, right? I slowly pushed the door open and looked around, taking slow, quiet steps. I drew the knife from my pocket and walked up the stairs. I listened… I heard slow, steady breathing, as if someone was asleep. Grinning, I walked to the room in which I assumed the sound was coming from. I smirked. Pushing the door open slowly, it creaked. I widened my eyes and walked in through the small gap I had made. The man in the bed stirred a little, turning over in his sleep and sighing. I stood beside him. Looking down at him, I raised the knife to his throat. He woke up and raised his hands to his throat, eyes wide and trying to move away. I gripped his wrists and laughed at him. "Hey, don't struggle, that won't help you.."
"Who… Who are you?" he stared up at me, tears welling in his eyes.
"The name's Jeffrey, but that won't matter in a few seconds…"
"W-Why..?"
"Because it's time for you to go to sleep." I nodded once and dug the knife into his throat, slowly piercing the flesh as he screamed horrifically. I chuckled then tore the knife through his throat, watching him reach for his throat as he slowly bled to death. I tilted my head and admired my work. "Hmm… Not too bad…" I laughed, walking out of the house and continuing on my way home. I walked down the street, whistling Twisted Nerve and smirking to myself. As I walked home, I looked around, taking in the streets details. I looked al to familiar. This is where I lived when my parents were here… I looked for my old house and chewed my lip, walking to the door as I found it. I stood at the door. The windows had been boarded up and the 'Crime Scene Investigation' tape still over the door. I looked under the mat for the spare key that was left there. I grabbed the key, unlocked the door and walked inside. Silence. The stench of stale blood lingered in the air. After all these years, it still felt like home to me. I ran to my old room and lay on the bed. Smiling to myself, I cuddled the teddy beside y bed and sighed happily. I was home. After a few minutes, I stood up and walked into Liu's room. I looked at all the posters sill o his walls, the clothes sill in his closet, the games that sill lined his shelves, the blood that still stained his sheets… I sighed a little and kissed my teddy, leaving it on his bed. "I'm sorry, Liu…" I sighed softly, deciding it would be best if I went home. I walked out of the house, locking the door behind me and putting the key in my pocket.
After about half an hour, I got home. I chewed my lip nervously and walked into the kitchen, putting the kettle on to boil and putting a peppermint tea bag into a cup. Of course, Jack appeared beside me. "Oooh Peppermint! Make me one, Jeffrey." He demanded. I nodded and shakily got a cup and tea bag out for him. Now, I had to try lifting this possession… Wish me luck!