You had never heard of 'Jeff the Killer' before this day. It was actually surprising to say the least since you had seen so many Creepy Pasta wikis. You knew about BEN DROWNED like the back of our hand as well as Slender Man but never about Jeff. It wasn't until curiosity peeked you when you saw a certain picture of a boy with black hair and a pale face appeared on your logon screen to the site 'DeviantArt.'
You clicked it and the picture opened. The face was clearer now. The man was very pale, like a ghost, and his eyes were ringed black. Apparently, he had no eye lids and a long smile seemed to be carved into his bloody cheeks. You shuttered a bit.
"Kinda creepy.."you muttered. "Who is this?" you eyes the title and read it aloud. "Jef the Killer. Huh? Never heard of him." With a click of your mouse, the closed out of DeviantArt and opened up a google webpage. You glided your fingertips above the keyboard and typed in 'Jeff the Killer."
Suddenly, links popped up. The first link that appeared was a Creepy Pasta wiki page, which you clicked on. Almost instantly, another creepy picture of a pale faced man appeared as well as a bio. You began to read the story of Jeff the Killer, curious to who this man was.
You 'hmmed' through your pursed lips as you read the rather long bio about Poor Jeff's life. Suddenly you felt rage fill you. "What the heck? It wan't his fault he snapped! Hell if I were him I'd probably do the same damn thing!" you shouted.
"________, estow that potty talk!" You heard your mother shout from the kitchen. You sighed and closed out the wiki page.
"Sorry mom!"you called back. SOon, your mother appeared in the doorway of your bedroom.
"What is it you're looking at ________?"she asked. You shrugged.
"Some Creepy Pasta stuff. Hey mom, you ever heard of Jeff the Killer?"you ask. Your mother shook her head and frowned at you.
"No but I wish you would stop looking at all that Creepy stuff. You always end up freaking yourself out at night and never sleeping a wink."she sighed. Your face lit up red.
"I do not! And I can't help it! Creepy things just peek my interest! I know..I'm a freak but whatever.."you say. Your mother smiled once more and nodded.
"You sure are.."she murmured as she left your room. Once your mother was gone, you decided to plop down on your bed and take a short nap. In truth, your mother was right. You were always napping like this because you had been losing sleep from reading to much Creepy Pasta things.
"Eh..what does she know?"you murmured before drifting off into sleep. Little did you know, your mind was wide awake with raking thoughts of this mysterious 'Jeff The Killer' man.
After a short nap, you found yourself stirring awake. Groggily, you glanced at your clock that read : '9:30'pm.
"Damn! I overslept again!"you growled. You felt your stomach rumble, reminding you of the painful fact that you had missed dinner. Hastily, you hopped off your bed and trudged out your bedroom and to the kitchen. Luckily, your mom had left your dinner in the microwave for you.
You heated it up and happily sat at the table, prepared to dig into your delicious meal but suddenly something stopped you. A sound in the living room, like a loud thump, startled you. Quickly, you pushed your seat out from the table and ran to the knife drawer, pulling out the largest knife you could find. You gripped it tightly before tiptoeing towards the living room
"W-WHo's there?!"you called, but got no answer. "M-Mom? D-Dad?!I-I have a knife!"you call again, but again, no answer replied to you. Only silence with another thump.
Slowly, you managed to muster up the courage and peek into the dark room. You glanced around the darkness before your eyes landed on something. Two white ringed eyes, staring back at you. Your heart dropped and you hopped back.
"Holy shit!"you yelled. "Mom! Dad!!" You called for your parents but suddenly felt something whiz by your face. You slowly, looked over your shoulder and see a knife wedged into the wall behind you. Your body began to shake as you turned your attention back in front of you were now a figure stood in the doorway.
You could tell the person was a man. Fairly tall. His skin was a pale ghostly white as well as his seemingly unblinking eyes. He had long black hair that fell by his shoulder and across his face..was a smile. A deep bloody smile that was cut into his cheeks. You felt your heart nearly stop.
"Y-Y-You're J-J-Jeff The K-K-Killer!"you stated. The man only took a step towards you and you simply stepped back and tightened your grip on your own knife.
"S-Stay back! I have a knife and I know how to use one!"you say, pointing it at your alleged attacker. Jeff glanced at the knife in your hands then back into your fearful eyes. He opened his mouth, causing his forever engraved smile to widen.
"You read my story. Now you die.."he says.
"But why?"you ask.
"Because..anybody who knows my story dies.."he says.
"No! That's not right dude! L-Lets not get violent here! Nobody needs to die.."you say. Jeff took another step towards you.
"Yes..you do."he says. You shook your head.
"N-now wait a minute here-"Before you could finish your statement, Jeff had rammed into you and was now tussling with you for your knife. Of course, being the male, Jeff won and snatched the knife from you before holding it to your throat. He pinned his body against yours, pressing it against the wall while his other hand gripped a fistful of your hair, cocking your head back.
You gripped his pale hand tightly while your other hand struggled to push Jeff off of you.
"Get off of me!"you cried.
"Sh.. just go to sleep.." Jeff whispered. You closed your eyes as Jeff pressed the knife against your neck. Your hand dropped from his shoulder and went to the wall. Desperately, your hand searched for the knife that was embedding it. Your breath hitched once your hand found what it was searching for.
"No..You go to sleep!"you yell, ripping the knife out from the wall and driving it into Jeff's shoulder. Jeff gasped a bit in surprise and stumbled back a bit. He glanced at his bleeding arm then back at you.
"Nice shot.."he mumbled with a dark chuckle. You press your hands against your neck as you try to catch your breath.
"I'm still alive.. Sweet! I'm so badass!"you cheer. Jeff ripped the knife out of his arm and tossed it aside on the floor before turning back to you. You were staring back at him, holding yet another knife in your hands.
"Hmm.. You put up a good struggle.."he sighed. "What a pain..I thought you were just gonna tremble in fear and let me slit your throat yet I'm the one who ended up getting wounded! Slender is gonna be so pissed with me.."he grumbled. You raised an eyebrow.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Thats all you have to say? Like it was just some simple job?!"you ask. Jeff nodded and casually walked over to the dining room table. He glanced at your, now cold plate of food, then back at you.
"Hm.. looks good." he said. Your mouth dropped open as you watched your 'attacker' sit down at your chair and begin eating your plate.
"Hey! That's my food!"you say. Jeff glanced up at you.
"Yeah and? It's good, I'm hungry so I eat it! Got a problem?"he snapped.
"Uh yeah! It was mine! I missed dinner and I'm hungry too you know!"you say. Jeff stared at you.
"So? Just be happy that you're still alive! You should be dead by now but this food's smell was too captivating. You distracted me let alone stab me! You owe me at least this!"he stated, pointing the steel fork at you. Your eye twitched and you just stared at him.
"WHAT??! What am I suppose to eat then?!"you ask. Jeff shrugged.
"How the hell am I suppose to know? It's your house, not mine and man this is good! What is it?"he asks. You sit down across from Jeff.
"It's marinated pork steak..."you say. Jeff stared at you then down at his empty plate.
"Well..it was good. I want more!" he said, pushing the plate over to you. You glared at him and stood up.
"Now wait a minute! I am not your servant! This is my house and you just ate my plate! I'm not giving you shit! get the hell out!"you shout. Jeff stood up as well and suddenly you found yourself being pulled across the table by your wrists. Jeff's face loomed dangerously close to yours. Though he wore a smile, his eyes read murder.
"Need I remind you that I can kill you in a split second?"he growled. His tone shook you to your core.
"S-Steak! Coming right up.."you say. Jeff instantly released you and sat back down.
"Great. Now hop to it babe."he said. You shot a glare at Jeff before picking up his plate and turning back to the stove. Luckily, you found more in the oven and you were piling two more large steaks onto the plate before tossing it at Jeff.
"Here.."you growled. Jeff smiled at you before chowing down on the steak. Soon, his plate was empty and Jeff was leaning back in his chair, tapping his slightly extended belly.
"Ah.. that was tasty.."he purred. "Your mom's a great cook." You rolled your eyes.
"Yeah, and I wonder why my parents havent heard us. They must be dead.."you growl. Jeff shook his head and pulled out a note from his pocket.
"Oh, here."he says. Jeff handed you the note and you snatch it, reading the words that weren't printed.
"They went out to a party next door? WHat the Fuck!"you shouted. Jeff chuckled at your outburst and you glared over at him. "What's so funny?"
"You are funny."Jeff stated. You stood up and balled the paper up.
"I am not funny! I'm pissed off that I was nearly killed! My dinner was all eaten up! ANd my parents decided to go to a party without me! I mean fuck me, right?!"You shouted.
"Fuck you? I can help with that.."Jeff snickered. You felt your face burn with blush and you threw the paper at him.
"No! You pervert! Get out of my house!" you yelled.
"Ah..but I don't wanna..Besides..all that eating made me thirsty. Get me a drink now woman!"Jeff ordered. You glared menacingly at him.
"Oh, you want a drink. I'll get you a drink." Quickly, you turn to the sink, snatch up a glass, a begin filling it with water.
"Good girl. SO obedient."Jeff chuckled. You clenched the glass tightly and turned back to him. You held out the glass of water to him and reached to take it but gasped when you splashed the water all over him.
"There's your fucking drink ass!!"you shout. Jeff stood up and looked down at himself. He was dripping wet.
"Ah! You bitch! this was my favorite hoodie! Not to mention my only hoodie! WHat the hell is your problem?!"Jeff yelled angrily at you. You placed a hand to your forehead and turned away from him.
"My problem? I was almost killed I'm hungry and my parents weren't here to protect me. I'm traumatized dude and I just want to eat and sleep so please just go away.."you sobbed. Jeff raised an eyebrow at you and walked around the table. Slowly, he moved around you to get a look at your face.
Tears were seeping through your closed eyelids. Your hand was pressed over your forehead under your (h/c) bangs while your body trembled.
"Oh gee.. Hey don't cry!" Jeff said, lightly placing his hands on your shoulders. Your eyes instantly snapped open and you pulled away from him.
"D-Don't touch me! Please.."you say, sitting down. Jeff sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Damn.. Slender is gonna be pissed. I made a girl cry.. damn it.."Jeff looked around then eyed the oven. His smile grew as he walked over, opened it and pulled out the last steak. He placed it gently on a plate that he found next to the stove before walking back over to you.
"Hey..here."he says softly. You look up in shock as Jeff hands you the plate.
"I said here! You're hungry right? Well then eat!" Jeff shouted. You glanced up at him and to your surprise you saw faint pink on his pale face. Slowly, you took the plate.
"T-Thank you Jeff."you say.
"Yeah yeah well just don't cry! It's so annoying when girls cry! I hate it!"he growled. Jeff shoved his hands in his drenched pockets and turned away from you. "Just don't ever spill water on me again.."
"Yeah..sorry about that.."you say as you began to eat. Jeff looked over his shoulder at you and sighed.
"Well..I..I'll catch you later.."he says. You nod.
"See ya." Jeff nodded and quickly exited through the front door. No sooner than he was gone your eyes widen. "Wait??WHat does see you later mean?!! He's coming back?!"
Jeff snickered as he heard your outburst.
"Oh ______. WIth food this great, Of course I'll be back."