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Immortals- (Jeff The Killer x Reader) Part 2

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You stared up at Jeff, your cheeks turning a bright red. You struggled to stand up, Jeff let you, standing up as well, he looked a bit wary, like he thought you were gonna run.

"U-Uh..." You stuttered.

Jeff sighed. "I understand, You probably think I'm a monster." His expression turned distraught, and he curled a hand in his hair in frustration, averting his gaze from you.
"Dammit. I'm so stupid."

"N-no! I mean... You're not a monster. I heard about what happened when you were younger. I just... I didnt know you... actually exsisted.

Run you idiot, you probably pissed him off! You thought.

You didn't move. You watched Jeff as he glanced up at you, looking relieved. Your legs began to feel weak and you fell. Jeff looked surprised and quickly caught you and held you close to him... You blushed even harder, hating yourself for it.

Damn it ____...

"Careful..." He said, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You closed your eyes and tried to calm your racing heartbeat. 
Jeff kept watching you.

" Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm not sure..." You said.

             "Do you want me to take you home?" He asked. You opened your eyes.
Jeff really wasn't going to kill you....
He's actually kinda sweet.... In some freaky sorta way.
You blushed even harder.

What the hell is wrong with me?

"Do you want me to take you home ______?" Jeff asked again.

 A wave of relief washed over you as you nodded slightly. 
"Yes... please."

Jeff picked you up bridal style and started running. You squeaked, surprised at how fast you were actually going. The trees raced by you in a blur. You held on tightly to Jeff's hoodie. Yeah, fat chance you had running away from him earlier.
In less than a minute you were at your back door.

"How can you run that fast?"

Jeff just shrugged and pulled the small set of keys from your cardigan pocket
He unlocked the back door and carried you in. 

You didn't even question how he knew where the keys were. 
Thankfully your mother wasn't home yet. Jeff carried you up to your bedroom and placed you gently on your feet. You looked up at him and smiled slightly. 

"Um... Thank you.." Your face turned red again.

" Get ahold of yourself _______!" You scolded yourself.

Jeff gazed into your eyes and leaned in closer to you, pulling you into a tight hug.
"Please dont hate me."

 You pulled away and stared into his eyes.

"I don't. When I read about you all those years ago... I felt connected to you... in some strange way. I'm not sure why. You're not a bad perso-
You were silenced when you felt Jeff suddenly grab your face and kiss you.
The action definitely shocked you.... but it felt right.

You returned the kiss, feeling your back pressed against the wall as you both continued, your hands curling in Jeff's wild black hair.

This was crazy... but you didn't want to stop.

When your lips separated, Jeff sighed contently.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time."

 Suddenly out of nowhere you heard the front door downstairs open.
"_________?" Your mother called. 

You looked at Jeff in panic. He just straightened up, went to the window and slid it open. A warm breeze rushed into the room. 

"Wait! Will I see you again?" You blurted out, barely wanting to take the words back.
 Jeff turned back to you, determination in his eyes.

                              "Sure thing beautiful."

 With that he climbed out the window, closed it behind him, landed gracefully in the grass, and ran out past the trees in your yard.
You let out a shaky breath and sat down on the bed as your mom entered the room and looked at you.

"Hey. I'm back." She walked over to you and kissed you on the cheek. She looked at you curiously.
"You look exhausted sweetie. Do you feel all right?" She felt your forehead, which was still warm from your encounter with Jeff.
She frowned "You have a slight fever. You need to rest."

No mom, that's not a fever.
Thats called: 'I just made out with a guy.'

You nodded innocently as your mom turned to leave. 
"Do you need anything? Are you hungry?" She asked. You shook your head.

"No thanks mom. I'll be okay." 

"Okay. I have to work tomorrow morning so unfortunately I can't stay to cook breakfast." 

You assured her that it was fine and watched as she left the room and went downstairs. You heard the TV turn on and you pulled the rose from your hair, placing it on the nightstand next to your bed.
You laid down on the bed and faced the window.
Your thoughts raced.

Jeff is real.
He didn't kill me.
He's in love with me.
What does this mean?
How is this even possible?


Slowly you drifted off to sleep, thinking of when your next encounter with Jeff would be.


~The next morning~

You awoke to the smell of something delicious cooking
You slid out of bed and looked at the rose on your nightstand.
"I guess it wasn't a dream..." You thought.

You realized that you were still in your clothes from yesterday.
You got a shower and put on a pair of grey jeans and a white hoodie that was ironically similar to Jeff's. You slipped on your black converses but paused for a moment...

         ... Your mother had to work today....
Why did you smell something cooking?

 You quickly combed out your hair and ran downstairs.
  "Mom I thought-"
You walked in the kitchen and saw, not your mom.... but Jeff.

 "Jeff?" You asked, completely confused. "What are you doing here? Better than that, How did you get in?"

Jeff kept his back to the stove. 
            "I left your bedroom window unlocked when I left." He said plainly "And I made food." You walked over to him and peered over his shoulder.
 
On the stove was a pan cooking the most delicious looking (favorite flavor) pancakes you had ever seen. "Are those...." You looked at him. He looked at you and nodded.

"Your favorite. What, did you think I couldn't cook?"

"How did you know?" You asked. Even though you knew the answer you were completely stunned. 

Then a thought came to you.

"Jeff, how long have you been watching me?"

"Hmm... about three years last time I checked." He said like it was no big deal.
Jeff turned to you and pulled you close suddenly, making you gasp quietly. 

"You're cute when you sleep." Jeff whispered in your ear, letting go and putting pancakes on two plates. 
He handed you one. He grabbed two forks and maple syrup. The both of you ate pancakes while watching (Favorite TV Show).
You turned to Jeff while you were both sitting on the sofa.

"Hey..."

He looked at you curiously. "Hm?"

"The story I read about you... is it true? I mean...Do you really kill people?" 

You immediately regretted asking it when you saw his his eyes switch into a cold stare. He looked away, staring at the floor.
                           
"Yes... I do. But there is so much more to me than you could possibly imagine."



This is part 2 of my Jeff The Kiler x Reader story
I do not own Jeff The killer
Enjoy!
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