《Taken. Jeff The Killer X Reader. Dark Story By RoverRose》Chapter 70: Who is Sally?
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This chapter contains vulgar language.
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With a loud gasp you shot up, breathing heavily as you nearly knocked over Jeff' s body. Your hands were quickly tracing over your own body as you would do when you've had a nightmare. When you realized that you were lying in a bed, in Jeff' s familiar room... You began to relax a little.
You could feel your heart pumping at its fullest, while your breathing was heavy, fast and squeaky. Your throat felt extremely dry and you had to swallow in order to get rid of the nasty itch inside of it.
Your head then turned around a little, facing the impatient and angry face of Jeff.
" What the fuck was that?" You glanced at Jeff, confused as to what he was mentioning. What exactly was going on anyway? Was the whole thing... Were you really... Dreaming? But it felt so real, it felt so... Genuine...
You had never seen that little girl before, yet you could describe her so perfectly. Who in the world was she? Is she real? Or just a fantasy created by your mind? Just someone who was a representation of...
" Hey! Are you fucking listening?" You felt a hand grabbing your chin roughly as your head was snapped back to look at Jeff. Your eyes were still wide, but when he tightened his grip on your skin you tried to get loose a little.
" I-I don't know." You answered honestly and somehow this was enough for Jeff. He let go of your skin, still glaring angrily before he turned his back on you.
"You were trashing around like a madman. Not like normally though, what was the dream about?" It was as if Jeff could see through you, as if he could take a look inside your mind. You hadn't even told him that you had a bad dream and yet he easily came to the conclusion that this nightmare wasn't the same as others.
"I..." You weren't sure if it was a good idea to tell Jeff the truth but decided that it was the best you could do right now. After all you began to trust him little by little. Not far enough to entrust your life to him but you were taking very slow, very little steps towards it.
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" It wa-"
" Hold on, doll. I'm hungry I'll go and get something to eat." Without facing you he stood up and stomped towards the door. He didn' t even wait for an answer, as if he suddenly came to the conclusion that he was hungry. His back disappeared behind the now closed door and so you were left alone in the cold room.
You gave a soft sigh and let yourself fall back into the bed. You had no idea what that dream was about, what it was supposed to mean. If it even was supposed to mean anything. You had no idea who the little girl was, or why you were seeing her now.
After all these days or weeks or however long you were in here, you hadn't encountered her before... Or did you? No... You would've surely remembered the little girl. She was such a sight... With her rippled, broken dress, her bloodstained hair...
Was she a prisoner too?
Or maybe... She was a killer! A spirit of a child?
You had no idea and couldn't wrap your head around it. You wanted to know who she was and why, after all this time, was calling you now. Maybe she wasn't a real person? Maybe she was someone created in your own mind...
Maybe she was supposed to represent something...
Your very innocence, your very being...
Broken, damaged, abused yet still living. You were always so naïve to think bad things wouldn't happen to you... You were always enjoying your life, sometimes even complaining that it was rather boring... Oh how wrong you were, how stupid you were to be calling such fate onto yourself by saying such things...
But could you really blame yourself? You were so innocent back then, so uncorrupted. Who, aside from a few FBI people, knew about the whole 'creepypasta' thing? Who could ever have known that you would be kidnapped by supernatural beings?
No one, and certainly not you.
So it was normal. Normal for you to be planning out your future like you had one fucking clue that you would be trapped here with this psycho killer in this hellhole.
Maybe that was what she represented...
You.
A loud stomp on the door made your head snap up and you stared at the killer walking through the door with a tray of food. Even the sight of it only made your mouth water and made you remember how you had forgotten how you craved something to eat.
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He placed the tray on the bed and sat down on the edge of it. You were waiting for him to grab something but when he made no move you decided to start already. Grabbing one piece of toast you shoved it into your mouth with full force, enjoying every crumble of it.
" What was that dream about?" Jeff' s voice sneered through the silence and while swallowing you began to think of the words to say. Was he going to believe the whole story about the girl in the pink dress? You had no idea, but it was better to be truthful to him.
Lies were too complicated right now.
" I-eh... Had a dream about a little girl singing." Coming from your mouth like this it sounded really weird. You didn't dare look at Jeff, afraid that he might laugh at you and call you stupid or something. Instead you heard him sigh, groaning a little before he asked:
"How did she look?" You were amazed that Jeff was actually showing interest, but also a bit scared. It was never good when he showed interest, there was probably something behind this dream and he knew it damn well.
He wouldn't tell it... Yet.
" Uhm... She wore a pink dress and..." You didn't even have time to finish your sentence, as Jeff had cut through yours with his own:
" Had long, brown hair." You blinked a few times, completely forgetting about your meal as you stared at Jeff. He knew? He knew who she was?! Shit! That can't be a good sign, is it? Or maybe... It is... Maybe he knows she' s a prisoner and doesn't want you to see her, afraid that you might act out of impulse again and do something you might regret.
"It' s Sally. For fuck' s sake." You didn't know why he suddenly got so angry and frustrated, but you guessed that this wasn't a good sign. However you had no clue as to why it wouldn't be a good sign to see her. She looked completely harmless and innocent.
"DON'T come close to her. If you have any dream regarding her again try to wake up. She's no good." You frowned a little at this. How could such an innocent looking child be no good? What was wrong with the little girl that made Jeff this frustrated.
"Understood?" His sideway glance made you think twice of what answer to give him. Sure you knew Jeff was trying to keep you alive... Somehow... But you also knew that he had a nasty habit of lying to you when it came to escape plans.
Just like taking the old staircase because you might get ideas when seeing the door while taking the normal staircases.
You had no idea on which level he was now, but decided to calm him and say:
" Understood."
He turned around again with no answer, standing up and stretching his arms. His hands then disappeared inside his hoodie before he had drawn his one and only, trustworthy knife.
" I'll be gone, don't do anything you might regret. I'll be watching you." You only shook your head, knowing that he probably didn't see it. But it seemed more than enough because he started walking towards the door and closed it behind him.
You looked down at your food. He had said that he was hungry and getting some food, yet he didn't touch any of this... Maybe he wasn't hungry anymore when you told him about... What was her name again? Sally?
Who knows?
You could only be grateful to him for providing you with such a large meal.
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I don' t know where to start.
First of all my apologies for being so late (again). I didn't abandon the story or anything and we are so close to the grand finale, it would be a bummer if I' d quit now? Especially since some of the endings are partially written...
The route to the endings is what gives me the most work, but with a little time we'll get there.
As said before my apologies for letting you reach in the dark, it wasn' t my intention.
Hope you enjoyed these chapters and see you in a few days for the next ones!
Have a terrific day!
>:D
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