I'm in love with a killer~ a jeffxcrystal love story

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Jeff's  P.O.V

She smashed her lips against mine. I hated her. She slid the knife down my back, neck and arm. I had no choice. What a b*tch.I knew Crystal saw this. I'm in freaking deep trouble. I loved crystal so much. I realized that Alana didn't have her knife on me. I felt around the bed for my knife, still kissing her. Her lips tasted bad. I Hated this this so much. I gripped the knife in my hand. I stabbed it in her back. She let go. I got up and ran to the bathroom to get her taste out of my mouth. I grabbed my tooth brush and brushed my whole mouth. I got her off my bed and brung her to the guest room. I ran into Toby's room were Crystal was crying. Toby was next to her. Toby left me and Crystal alone. She got up and smacked me. I grabbed her hands.
"Listen I love you."I said.
"Are you kidding me?" She asked.
"She forced me to kiss her... There's proof". I slipped off my shirt and showed crystal all my marks from her.
"You probably just did that to yourself!" She shouted. She ran down the stairs and
found Toby.
"Crystal, look at his marks." Toby said. She took out her head that was buried in his chest.
"Those were from Alana." Toby spoke again.
"What?" She yelled. She went upstairs and she grabbed my knife from my bed.
"Where is that crazy mofo? She yelled.
"In the guest room." I said.
"Give me your hoodie. Things are gonna get messy." She grabbed my hoodie from my hand and put it on. She walked in the room, and I followed behind. I leaned against the wall and watched. Alana got up. She didn't notice me.
"I told you, Jeff loves me. He won't want such a slu*ty w*hor." She chuckled. She still didn't notice me.
"She's not a slu*ty w*hor, Alana." I snapped at her.  She jumped. Crystal swung my knife at her and scratched her face. Crystal handed me the knife, and Crystal had scissors. She cut her hair off. She look hideous.
"Hey Miley!" Crystal yelled. She gave Alana a haircut that looked like Miley Cyrus. I cut her body. I wanted her to have a slow and painful death. I sliced up her whole body. Then I cut her heart. Crystal walked to the bed and sat down. She just watched.
"Go.to.sleep." I plunged the knife into her heart. She gagged.
"I'm not wearing my hoodie." I frowned. Blood on my bare skin. I ran into the bathrooms and took a shower. I put on shorts and no shirt. I walked out and saw crystal sitting on my bed. She had red and puffy eyes. Her mascara was running down her cheeks. I sat next to her. She put her hands in my hoodie, she was still wearing. I stood her up. She cried into my chest.
"What's wrong?!" I asked.
"Jeff, I love you so much. I never want to loose you. Even the thought of me you loosing you makes me cry." She was shaking. She continued to cry. I brung her
chin up to mine. I gave her a kiss. I left a trail of kisses down her neck. She let a moan. I brung my face up to hers. I was making out with her. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I sat on the bed still kissing her. We didn't go that far. I took of her shirt and pants. I once again try to take off her bra strap and she smacked my hand.
"Fine." I respected that. We got under the covers, still kissing. She scooted closer to me. Her head was in my neck. Next thing we knew we fell asleep.

Crystal's P.O.V.

I woke up next to Jeff. I looked down, at me and nearly jumped. I was in my underwear! A flow of memories from last night was flowing in my. I blushed. Jeff sat up.
"Why you blushing?" He chuckled.i put my clothes back on and we ran down stairs. We sat on the couch. Ben came down.
"Hey babe." Ben came down, wrapping his hands around me.
"BEN!!!" I yelled.
"What?" He yelled back at me. I stood up causing him to let go.
"He's drunk." Jane said.
"God, is that you?" He looked up to the ceiling. I just rolled my eyes. I'm surprised that Jeff didn't go off on him. We went into the kitchen and Jeff brewed coffee. He handed me a cup and sipped at it. After we finished, we put our mugs in the sink. We went back go his room.
"Jeff, how old are you?" I asked him.
"16."he answered.
"I'm 15. Jeff how long have you been killing for?" I asked him.
"3 years." I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"I love you," Jeff said.
" Jeff, I love you too." He kissed me on the nose. I loved him so much.