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Part 1~ Phone calls and texts

You slept in this fine Saturday morning, because it was Saturday and it was raining outside and there was absolutely no reason to be out of bed. But around twelve in the afternoon, you decided to get up and get something to eat. You were a whole lot refreshed, finally being able to catch up on the sleep you've been missing out since the week has been quite busy. You trudged your way to the kitchen, pulling out a bowl, (fav cereal) and milk. After pouring you a bowl of cereal, and almost putting the milk in the cabinet, you went into your living room, plopping down on the sofa and turning on the T.V. Nothing special was on, just a few cartoons, and the news. Oh look, your boyfriends on the News again, he killed another family. Oh wait, you know that family! You helped them a few times, you were good friends with there son, who was around your age. What a shame, you actually enjoyed that family...

Oh, speaking of your boyfriend, you should probably check your phone, he might of called while you were sleeping. You set the half finished bowl of cereal on the table, and headed up to your room, where your (phone type) was plugged into the charger on your nightstand. Picking it up and taking it off the charger, you checked for any messages or missed calls.

106 new messages

89 missed calls

87 new voice-mails


How in the world could you get that many missed calls and messages in just a few hours!?

And why the hell are they all from Jeff!?

A knocked on your front door brought you out of your moment of shock. But it was more of the sound of something metal and sharp tapping.

Tap tap...
Tap tap tap...

Knock knock...
Knock knock knock...


You were already on your way to the front door and the taps knocks and bangs haven't stopped. By the time you made it to the door it was just repetitive banging. You whipped open the door, just to be tackled to the floor. You let out a yelp, the air in your lungs being knocked out when your back and head made contact with the floor.

"ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME!? WHY HAVEN'T YOU ANSWERED MY CALLS AND TEXTED ME BACK!? YOUR CHEATING ON ME AREN'T YOU!? I'LL KILL EVERY PERSON WHO COMES NEAR YOU!" A lidless male sat on top of your fallen form, straddling your hips, a gleaming knife pressed threateningly close to your throat. He twitched, his wide carved smile had a little blood dripping from the scars, staining his bleached skin. He was trembling with anger and insanity. You looked up at your boyfriend wide-eyed, trembling with fear.

"NO! I was sleeping! Jeff what the fuck!" You tried to push the knife away from your skin, but he kept a firm grip on where he wanted it.

"How do I know you not lying...?" He spoke in a low tone, his face inches from yours. You gulped, sweat beading your forehead.

"Check my house! No one is here but me Jeff... Calm down..." You tried to stay calm yourself, but this is the first time you've ever seen your beloved boyfriend attack you like this. He has never worried about you cheating on him before, and this is the first time Jeff has ever acted insane or murderous in your presence as well. Jeff's breath steadied, his blood-shot orbs gazing deeply into your (eye color). He ran a couple pale fingers through your still ruffled hair, since you never decided to fix it in you woke up. You weren't planning on going anywhere today, so you found no need to. He eventually got off you, and and began scanning your home. Damn you were so glad your parents were barely home. It was difficult enough to make sure the whole world didn't know you were in a relationship with a killer, but keeping it from your parents is a real hassle, always asking if you've met anybody special or not. You got off the floor, rubbing the back or your head, a headache began to pound in your brain. Shutting the front door that Jeff left open, and let some rain in, you went off and followed Jeff.

He looked under the couch, beds, desks, large cabinets, the pantry, closets, all the rooms, behind the washer and dryer, under tables, chairs, the garage and everything that he thought could fit a person. You were seriously thinking your boyfriend had lost more of his sanity than he already did.

"Good. Now, if I find out you ever let another being put even one skin cell on you, I will tear them into bits!" He made it very clearly, shoving his face close to yours. You gulped and nodded rapidly. You can feel the tip of his knife run down your side very gently, making sure no skin was broken, only enough to send chills and shivers through you from the cold blade. He chuckled, giving you a passionate kiss. You returned the gesture back, not because he had a knife on your skin, was because he was still your boyfriend, and you haven't quit loving him.

Boy... I should have saw this coming.

How can you have an insane boyfriend, and not expect him to be obsessed with you?
Sooo, Jeff is Obsessed with you. And your his boyfriend... I guess I should say Possessive not Obsessive, but meh, same thing pretty much xD

Neffy: We do not own Jeff the Killer
Ness: We do not own you
Candi: But I own this story. The preview picture belongs to: AkYnoAnarchY picture found here:…

Candi/Neffy/Ness: *cowers in a corner*
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Animeangel12131 Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2014
Cute story I'd imagine the best way to Handel this would require lots of Tex, hand holding and other afectionet touches and lack of sleep do to quote strenuous activity um quote seeing as reader/ me loves him and can't exactly move away or call the cops oh well love it self is a crazy thing so what the hell
ShootingPiggeh Featured By Owner Aug 22, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I hope theres more :) ^^ it's so funny xD i like the part where jeff looks everwhere.

I imagined him slamming his head down everywhere even the garage xD 
I love the Jeff: I OWN YOU!! Heheehhahahahahaha! Mine mine mine!! ALL MINEEe!! Literally died whenever I re-enact it xD
OnePieceChaos Featured By Owner Aug 18, 2014
Rush: Calm the fuck down...

Skull: Rush has a crush~ Rush has a crush~

Navy and Fear: Pfft hahahahaha! ^u^
Nepeta132 Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014
Shadow(male me): Jeff... That is my sisters T-shirt
Shade: (p_-) Jeff give me my shirt back ( ̄+ー ̄)   Right. NOW. [dark aura around me]「Just came from the shower with a towel」
CandiProductions Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Candi: ooohhhhh~!!!! :iconconfusedshockplz:
Tsundare Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014
Male me - u OK?              
Jeff - I now know the colpret for trying to savitoge our relationship
Me- who?
Jeff- LJ my proof there's to much candy in ur room!
Me- hmmmmm... You do realize when we first met I was a sugar eating background character? And I'm scared of clowns!
Jeff-*staring at candy in hand slowly starts to eat one* I'll be taking these as evidence * dissappers *
Me - O_o
CandiProductions Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Pfft... This was the best comment I've ever received on this story! xDD
ShindaTheKitsune Featured By Owner Aug 9, 2014
Gray (Male me): what the hell?!
Me: get Jeff to scare male me and i shall give you endless supply of sweets.
Gray: why do i have the feeling you're selling me out?
Me: cause I'd do that.
CandiProductions Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Candi: JEFF!!
Jeff: Whut? *looks lazily at Candi*
Candi: I have a gift for you!
Jeff: *perks up curiously* Really?
Candi: Yep~! You remember Gray right?
Jeff: *nods happily*
Candi: Well, you can have him alll to yourself if you want!! But to get him, you need to catch him!
Jeff: OKAY! *sneaks up on Gray*
Candi: Hehehe, sorry Gray! Sweets are my weakness! They don't call me Candi for nothin! : DD
ShindaTheKitsune Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014
Gray: *turns his head* holy shit! *Runs like hell* run run run away!
Me: *hands you a jar of sweets* haha! Gray you're not demyx! Run Jeff run!
Gray: when i survive I'm going to kill you!
Me: then you'd die.
Gray: damn it!
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