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Saving My Little Killer *Jeff The Killer Love Story*
Story published November 3, 2012 · updated 11 months ago · 91 pages · 11,465 readers · 148,815 reads
3. Help me!
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3. Help me!

*Jezebel's P.O.V.*

        As I approached my apartment building I was still thinking about Jeff. Why was he crying and whipsering to himself? Why did he tell me to look up Jeff the Killer on I hope that's the right website anyway. The thing that was the most unsettling though was the fact that he had told me he wanted to see me again. I mean, come on, it's not like I'm beautiful or anything, I'm just a normal girl who met a strange boy in a random alley. 

        As I thought of that a noise came from behind me and a little to the left. I looked back, seeing another alley. Laughing to myself a little bit, I thought it was just the boy from before trying to scare me. I walked straight up to the alley, not at all scared of what was on the other side.

        I peeked my head in saying, "Jeff, oh Jeff, come out come out wherever you are." trying desperately not to burst out laughing. I froze when I someone laughed. It was a hard, cold laugh, not at all like the one that Jeff laughed just a few minutes ago. I quickly realized I had done possibly the stupidest thing of my life and started to turn to leave the alley, when two rough hands grabbed my waist and wrist. I panicked and try to punch my attacker, but somehow he had gotten hold of my other fist before it could connect with him. 

        I felt a body press up against me and the creep whipsered in my ear, "It's not smart for a pretty girl like you to be out in the middle of the night." I started to scream at the top of my lungs, hoping that anyone would hear me. The attacker just whipped me around and punched me in the mouth. "Don't you ever try that again, okay?", he said, his eyes hard. I just nodded and looked on horrified as he brought out some duct tape from his coat and wrapped it around my mouth so I couldn't speak.

        Sure I was going to die, I just go quiet and planned how I could escape this lunatic. That was interupted when I felt two calloused lips kissing my neck, while the guys hands were working the button of my pants open, pulling down my zipper. I started to scream against the duct tape, The man just chuckled and said, "No one can help you now, girly." He had pushed me back against the wall of the building behind me, sucking on my neck. I was just praying for him to get it over with soon, still screaming, when I heard a familiar, pissed off voice come from the mouth of the alley. 

        "If I were you I would let her go, now.", the voice growled. I looked over to see none other than Jeff standing there, holding a, knife? When did he get that? I was sure he didn't have it when I was talking to him. Jeff starts to walk up to the man, but he only got about half way when I blacked out. I thought I heard them yelling and fighting, but I couldn't be sure until I completely lost to the darkness.


Thank you to all of those who have commented and read my story, this is my first story, and I would never have thought that it would get so much attention in one night.

Okay, I know this is a little early in the story, but I have a contest for you. I want a picture of Jezebel from one of you, I want to see what you think of her. So, please send in pictures, and I will make her bio(and one of jeff if you give me a pic of him) when someone sends in a picture that I like. So send in pictures and I will try to update at least 5 times a week, I will update another chapter now, and I will do my best to update 2 whenever I do update.