Into the Mist: Chapter 3.

Skylars POV
"Skylar! Are you awake!?" I shot up from the bed in a dazed state, my brothers voice cutting me out of the dream that I was having. "Uh- Yes!" I replied, quickly standing from the bed and losing my balance, I fell on my ass and gave a yelp, my brother knocked on my door and looked in, laughing at me when he saw me on the floor.
"Are you alright?" He asked, stepping forward to help me up. "Yeah, I just stood up too fast." I smiled, "Ha, well, get dressed, because we're leaving soon. Grams is waiting!" He said, leaving my room, I went over to my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of black skinny leg jeans and a black and white sweater. I slipped out of my t-shirt and into a bra, pulling the sweater on after. I slipped into my jeans and walked into the bathroom, groaning at the sight of my face and hair. It was a tangled mess, I grabbed my brush and yanked it through the strands roughly, eventually, it was presentable. I quickly applied some mascara and left the bathroom, slipping on my boots, picking up my phone and handbag as I left my bedroom. I skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen, my brother stood there with a glass of orange juice for me. "My, someones awfully cheerful today." Daren smiled. "I just had a good sleep, that's all." I grinned, taking the juice. "That's good, you need it." Daren said, shrugging on his leather jacket. "Hey, Daren?" I called as he went into the living room. "Yeah?" He answered.
"Were you in my room last night? After we had that- discussion?" I asked. "No? Why would you ask that? I went to bed straight after." He said, poking his head back through the doorway. "Oh, don't worry." I smiled, "Okay-," Daren said, he looked confused. "Come on, we're going to be late. You know how Grams is when we're late." He laughed.
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"Okay, love you Grams!" We called, we left her house with a tray of cookies, she always overfed us. It was fast approaching nightfall as we climbed into Darens truck, I set the cookie tray between us as he started the engine. "What are you doing tonight?" He asks me, I shrug, "Probably just stay in my room, listen to music, you know, the usual." I laughed, looking at Daren. He pulled the truck up outside of our house, leaving the engine running. "I'm going out tonight with a few friends, I'll be home in the morning. Is that okay? Are you going to be alright on your own?" Daren leaned over, hugging me around the shoulders. "I'll be fine, Daren. Go have fun with your friends. You deserve it." I smiled, he unhooked the house key from his car keys and handed it to me. "Lock the door behind you, don't let anyone in. Stay safe. I love you, sis." Daren said sternly, I nodded, "I love you too, bro."

I climbed out of the truck and put my handbag over my shoulder, reaching into the truck to grab the tray of cookies. Daren grabbed one and took a bite, I gave a chuckle and shut the door. I moved my way to the front door, unlocking it slowly. Daren beeped the horn, I waved my hand towards him in a goodbye manner as he drove off. I slammed the door behind me and was greeted with a dark, empty house, it was freezing in here. Maybe Daren had left a window or two open? I walked into the kitchen and placed the tray of cookies on the table, I flicked the light on and gasped. The backdoor was wide open. Oh jesus christ, maybe Daren had left it open on accident? No, he wouldn't do that, he always double checks doors and windows before leaving. A harsh shiver ran down my spine as stepped towards the door and shut it quietly. I dropped my handbag to the floor and slowly climbed the stairs towards my bedroom. My door was shut. I swear to god, that I left it open when I left. I sucked in a huge breath and reached for the doorknob, the light in my room was off, I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. I flicked the lightswitch and light flooded the room.

I began to walk towards the bathroom when something moved in the corner of my eye, I stood dead still, unmoving and terrified. There's something or someone in the room with me, and it's watching me, I can feel its eyes burning into me as I stand there. I slowly turn my head to the side, and my eyes widen when I see someone sitting on my bed. It was the person from last night, the face I'd see in the window. Panic flooded me as I stumbled backwards, he had a wide smile, an impossibly wide smile. It was carved into his cheeks and oh god, his eyes. They were wide, surrounded by black and his iris's were so dark, I couldn't see the pupils. He had shoulder length raven black hair, which stuck out in many directions.

"Well, aren't you going to say hello?" He asked, standing from the bed. I yelped and fell back into the door, trying to get away from him. He gave a chuckle, "My, you mortals are so easily frightened." He stepped a bit closer, "No- w-what, who are you? G-get away from me!" I cried, my hand fumbling for the doorknob. "Oh, please don't go. Not when I'm just beginning to have fun. Although, you're quite amusing to watch." He stated, I cocked my head, confused by his words. He's been watching me? "You- Was that you in my room last night? Moving around?" My eyes were wide with panic, and my breaths came out in laboured pants. "It was me, please don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you- much." He grinned, his smile spreading impossibly further.
"P-please don't hurt me." I begged, sliding to the floor and leaning against the door. I let my head hang low, my whole body trembled with fear, he walked forward and knelt before me. "Well, my dear. That is completely up to me. But- if you tell me a little about yourself, say, how you got those scars-," He pointed to my forearm. "Then maybe I'll let you go. You see, I'm quite intrigued, you're quite the catch." He said, reaching forward to brush my red hair from my face. I stiffened as he touched me, "Come on, girl, stand up." He stood and held his hand out to me. I brushed his hand away and scrambled to my feet, the man chuckled and turned towards my computer chair. Take the chance, Skylar. He wouldn't expect it- I lunged, jumping onto his back, I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist, he was quick to react, he grabbed my arms and effortlessly flung me off his back, I landed with a loud thud against the floor, I gasped for breath as the impact had winded me, he was ontop of me in seconds, pinning me to the cold hardwood floor.

"Get off-" I groaned, trying to shift under his weight. "Do you really think that I wasn't expecting that, Skylar?" He demanded, pressing his face close to mine. "How do you know my name?" I gasped, struggling under his grip. "Like I said, I've been watching you." He smiled, his eyes studying mine. "Well, you know my name, now, why don't you tell me yours?" I questioned. He ran his fingertips over my neck, a shiver ran through my body. "I'm Jeff. Jeff the Killer."

Jeff's POV.
I was thorougly enjoying this, Skylar was terrified of me. But did I want that? She was attractive after all, and pinning her to the floor like this was driving me crazy. She stared at me, after I'd told her my name, she'd gone completely quiet and her body was shaking like a leaf in the wind. "K-Killer?" She stuttered, I grinned at her, and nodded. She began to scream, trying to escape from underneath me. "No! Shh! Please stop screaming, you'll give me a headache." I said, clamping my hand over her mouth. "I'm not going to kill you, I won't!" I whispered in her ear, she immediately calmed down, her body slowly began to stop shaking, a part of me felt bad, for I'd made her that scared. "I'm going to get off you now, are you going to cooperate?" I questioned, she looked at me with fearful eyes, and nodded fiercely.

"Good." I grumbled, I stood up from her body and helped her off the floor. I kind of felt bad for slamming her onto the ground, I mean, the bed was a few feet away, couldn't I have thrown her just a bit further? I felt bad for hurting her, wait- Why are you thinking like this, Jeff? You're here to kill her. No- I can't. I sat her down on the bed and sat next to her, she was stiff next to me, barely taking her eyes off of me, my eyes, and my smile. "Now, are you going to tell me why you did that to yourself?" I asked, pulling her sleeve up her arm. She was quick to pull the sleeve back down. "I don't feel comfortable talking about it." She mumbled. I felt a pang of anger, why won't she tell me what I want to know? "D-don't take it personally, I don't really know the reason, myself." She sighed, pulling a pillow over and hugging it to her chest. "I understand." I smiled. God, why was I being so nice to her? Fuck, the things I would do- No, Jeff. "I want to know why you've been watching me. Why you're here now?" Skylar looked up at me, her eyes were bright green and filled with tears. "Well, don't take this the wrong way, but I was originally going to kill you, but after talking to you, even a little bit, I realized that you're too perfect to die. You don't deserve to-" Where the fuck is all of this coming from? I demanded to myself. "I want you to come with me." I said. What!? Slendy is going to fucking kill me.
"What? Where?" She asked, turning her body to face me a bit more. "Back to where I live. You can meet others like me." I smiled at her, god, why am I being so nice. "But- My brother- I can't." She said, frowning slightly, "And how do I know you won't hurt me? I don't really know yo-" I grabbed her chin in my hand. "I swear to you, that you will come under no harm from me, I'll protect you from the others. I will have you back in the morning, I promise." Ugh, I've never seen this side of Jeff the Killer. I don't think anyone has. I've never shown anyone mercy, or even vowed to protect someone.