Love bleeds through

Jeff the killer, one of the most known creepypastas. He is a cold blooded killer, with no remorse for his victims. So what makes 15 year old Pandora any different? He tried to kill her, but couldn't, why? Maybe because she's alone, maybe because she doesn't care about life. Or maybe, just maybe, it's because she's broken, and the only one that can fix her is him.


4. Scars of the past

*Pandora's POV*


I woke up to feel an arm draped over me. I smiled, rolled over and cuddled into Jeff's chest, thankful it was Saturday so I didn't have to go to school.

"Good morning lovely." He said. I looked up to find him staring at me with a smile on his face.

"Good morning to you too handsome." I said before kissing him. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. We stayed like that kissing for a good minute before pulling away. 

"I have to take a shower, I'll be right back" I said getting up and head for my dresser to pick out some new clothes.

"Can I join?" He said with a wink. I stood there blushing while trying to pick out some clothes.

"Sure, if you can get to the bathroom before me." I said rushing to the bathroom. I didn't even see him get up, but somehow, by some miracle, he got there before me, not even out of breath. I stood there speechless.

"How the fuck did you...?" I questioned. He just smiled.

"I'm a killer, it's my job to be quick." He walked towards me and planted a kiss on me. "You said your parents aren't going to be home for a few weeks didn't you?" He asked. "Maybe we could have a little... Fun, perhaps?" I immediately blushed a deep red. Never had the thought of sex crossed my mind, especially since I haven't even been asked out before. And my scars, what will he say about them? Jeff must've seen the look on on my face, because he immediately apologized. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I was just messing around, I didn't mean for you to get your feelings hurt." 

"No, it's okay, it's just..." 

"Just what?" He questioned.

"Come on, I'll show you." I lead him to the bathroom and closed the door even though no one else was here. "Jeff, do you know how long I be been cutting?" I asked.

"No, I don't" I sighed heavily and began to take off my shirt and pants, leaving me only in my bra and undies. I heard him gasp and I shut my eyes, too afraid to look him in the eye. I began to cry into my hands. Why did I even show him, now he'll think I'm just some suicidal girl. As I cried on, I felt a hand pull my hands away from my face. 

"Look at me." He said. I looked up to see him staring intently into my eyes. He then grabbed my wrist and kissed my scars. "No matter what, you'll always be beautiful, you hear me?" He asked. He grabbed my face and kissed me softly, making me melt. I wrapped my arms around his neck, not even realizing that I had barely any clothes on. He pulled away from me. "You should take that shower, I'll leave you be, okay? Maybe next time." He winked at me and walked out and shut the door behind him. I started running the water till it was at just the right temperature, while find music for me to listen to, stripped off the rest of my clothes, and got in. The first song I hear come on is The Drug In Me Is You by Falling In Reverse. I sang along and didn't even realize how loud I was. The next song to come was Crooked Young by Bring Me The Horizon, one of my all time favorites. I sang, screamed, and whatever else you do in that song. Once I had finished, I turned the water off and walked out wrapping a towel around me. I dried off and started to dress. When that was done, I started blow drying my hair and straightening it, then put on my makeup. When I had completely finished, I walked out and put my dirty clothes in the hamper in the laundry room, deciding to start a load to get it over with quicker. I proceeded to go down stairs and grab the broom at start sweeping. I heard Jeff come down stairs and gasp. I started getting worried.

"What?" I asked.

"Why, what is a beautiful princess like you doing chores for, this is unacceptable!" With that, he grabbed the broom from my hands and started sweeping for me.

"Are you really doing this?" He gave me a questioning look.

"What do you mean, my lady?" All I did was raise my eyebrows.

"Okay" I said, waving my hands in surrender. I went to go get the vacuum and brought it to the living room.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I said no working." He said coming up behind me.

"I'm not, I'm making your job easier for you."

"Not even that. Now, go eat breakfast, we have somewhere to go that I want to show you after I'm done with these chores." I gave him a confused look, but I didn't question him further, just went along with it.

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