This chapter contains vulgar language!

be prepared!

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A feeling of shock overwhelmed you as you could only stare at the raging man coming towards you. A soft gasp escaped your throat as you were completely frozen to the ground. Before you had any idea of what was going on, before you could even move out of the way, you felt something colliding with your body and you felt yourself falling backwards.

The pain of the wounds coursed through your veins as you had hit the ground roughly, feeling two strong and cold hands wrapping themselves around your neck. Your air supply had already been reduced when you had hit the ground so suddenly, but thanks to Jeff pressing onto your trachea tightly, you had no way to fill your supply up again.

Your hands immediately shot towards his, clawing at them, grabbing them... Anything to get even a little of air. Your mouth was wide open as only soft, high squeals of desperation made their way out. Your eyesight was still dizzy from the smack or lack of air, but you could see him clearly.

"You stupid fucking bitch." You heard him murmur lowly, his eyes were still dark, still full of inanity. You tried to struggle more, feeling your eyes nearly popping out of their skull as you desperately tried to get air. Your tender skin became more and more bruised as Jeff pressed harder and harder.

You saw his lips moving and you could hear him talking... But your mind was focused onto other things. You tried kicking him off but his whole weight was way too strong to be simply shaken off. Saliva began dripping from your mouth as your lungs began to burn.

A pressure was felt onto your chest, but you couldn't figure out whether it was from Jeff's body or the lack of oxygen. You began to feel nauseas, your lungs burning more and more. A feeling of fear overwhelmed you as the struggle went on for too long.

You didn't want to die again, not like this!

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" You heard Jeff nearly screaming as your head was about to pop. The world began to spin in front of your eyes and your brain decided now was the time to shut down... However just when you were about to be dragged into blackness the pressure on your windpipe loosened.

The pressure reduced enough for you to be sucking in big portions of air, couching loudly to ease the burning pain in your lungs. Your head was still dizzy and you could still feel his hands on your skin... But they weren't strangling you anymore. Your chest was heaving up and down heavily, your throat sore from the unnatural sound it had to make each time you inhaled.

While your vision was still blurry, you could see Jeff's figure looming over you, watching you. His eyes still stood the same, yet there was something different about them. Before you could grasp what it was you saw his face nearing yours.

Out of a pure reflex you closed your eyes, not wanting to see whatever he had planned for you. Your whole body felt tensioned, yet you didn't move one single inch. Whether you were still recovering from the lack of air or whether it was from Jeff himself.

You felt something cold pressed against your forehead, you jumping slightly at the contact with your skin. It took you a moment to realize that it was his forehead, being pressed against yours. You felt his hot breath fanning over your lips, yet his hands were still enclosed around your neck.

"I hate you. I want you dead. I want you to suffer." His rough, strong voice filled the silent room. You could almost feel his hatred seeping into your skin, filling your own mind with doubt, hesitation, fear and... Lack of self confidence.

You had no idea what was washing over you. It felt as if you were tied, as if you were in between two different yet crucial things. You could still fill his hands around your neck, ready to close again and snap your small frame in two.

Yet this display of... Whatever you could call it confused you to the bone. He had yet again let an opportunity to kill you slip away and he wasn't even sure himself as to why. At least, that's what it felt like to you. It felt as if he was trying to convince himself and not trying to scare you.

"I want you to feel pain. I want you to break. I want you to cry."

But you didn't know. You didn't know anything regarding Jeff.

You didn't know how he had become like this, why he killed. You didn't know what had caused him to keep you as his personal pet. You didn't know why he kept you alive, only to try and kill you right after... You had no idea how he felt about you.

That is why your body was limp all this time. Your eyes were closed, your body as still as possible. You could fight, you could kick him out of the way. You could yell and tell him again and again of how you didn't want to be here, of how you'd hate him.

But you didn't.

Instead you listened to Jeff. You listened to his damned words filling this dark room. You listened to whatever he said, the things he wanted to do to you or wanted you to feel. His hot breath fanning over your lips was the only change you could physically feel right now.

"I want to cut you open. I want you rip you apart. I want to see your insides." His chanting became crueler over time, the words he spoke were more detailed, more sinister. Your chest was heaving up and down, your heart was still beating at an unhealthy fast pace.

But somehow your mind felt calmer than ever. You only listened to Jeff's words, taking them in and then letting them go right after. He was trying to say something, he was trying to prove a point... But you were still guessing what that could be.

"I want you to kill you. I want you to be tortured. I want you to fear me." There were more pauses in between his sentences but he still didn't let go of you. Nothing seemed to change except for his words and the speed those words were spoken with.

"I want you to see me as a monster. I want you to feel despair." You heard him pausing more times than he had planned, thinking of other things to say. Thinking of other curses and methods to make you embrace the afterlife. There was a moment of silence, a silence so cold that it sneered right through the tension of the room.

You didn't speak or move, so did Jeff. You felt his breathing become heavier, his mouth opening and closing as if he was trying to say something he couldn't say.

"I want you to...- I want you...-" He murmured lowly, hoping that saying it out loud would finish his sentence for him. But he couldn't come up with another threat, another horrible thing he wanted you to feel or do.

"I want you... I want you..." And then it had hit you. The tension in the air became thicker and thicker as your throat felt like you had swallowed glass. He wasn't chanting unfinished sentences like you thought he was... He was chanting finished sentences.

"I want you."

You opened your eyes out of pure shock, being greeted by his lidless orbs staring straight down your soul. You were speechless and above all totally confused. You only stared at the guy, hearing that sentence being played over and over again in your mind.

Your breath got stuck in your windpipe as you could only hear those three damned words. You then felt his grip on your neck loosening before his whole weight was removed from your body. You heard a soft 'thump' indicating that he was lying next to you.

The only thing you did was staring at the ceiling, trying to wrap your mind around whatever it was that he meant. Thousands of unnoticed and unanswered questions flooded your mind. You heard Jeff's breathing and yours mixing together as the only sounds in the room.

He didn't speak but he also didn't leave.

You did the same. You kept lying on the ground like the good penny you are, almost unable to move. You had no idea whether the throbbing pain you felt in your head was because of the harsh smack your body had made or because of whatever you had just realized.

Neither of you spoke a word, as if both needed the time and silence to think of what had just happened. And so you lay there, completely still and right next to each other. Knowing both of you were there but not acknowledging it.

Using this precious time to gather all of your hidden and locked away thoughts.

"I want you."

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And yet another chapter, here you go!

This one is a little shorter than the rest but it contains a whole lot to think about. Don't worry, Jeff won't become soft or anything. The next few chapters will be as dark as other, but in a whole other way.

I don't have much time to update, so I'll reply to messages tomorrow.

Also this story isn't going to end yet... But we're coming close! There are only a few events left that I really want to display and then there will be an ending... Well, not exactly one.

I've already planned the ending. Correction, endings. There will be 4 different endings, yes you saw that right. 4.

One will be the good ending.

One will be the bad ending.

One will be the canon ending (One I'll like the most and is the right ending of the story)

And a heroic ending.

Each of these endings will have to do with the decision you make or made (I'm not entirely sure yet) but we're not there yet, right? So for now just enjoy the rest of the story.

My next update will be in between the 12 and 14 days. My next update will be in two days, so Sunday the 28th European time. I'll explain later in an activity as to why it is so late.

I'll also explain why some people should go and see a doctor because their brain isn't functioning like it should be.

But hey, those are things for later.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Leave a comment if you want to and stay awesome.

Also, have a terrific day. ;D