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Betrayal (Jeff the Killer x Lyann FanFic) Ch. 14

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A.N.: Got a surprise for you readers. Yes, the name of this chapter is after the song Sweater Weather by the Neighborhood. You’ll slowly learn that most of the titles are based off of songs. They’re what inspire all my writing. Both this chapter and the next are inspired by the song.

 

Betrayed by Blood

Chapter 14

“Sweater Weather”

 

The girl mumbled incoherent words as she came back to consciousness. She felt something brush against her forehead and she reached up, grabbing a hold and pulling someone’s hair hard. “Shit, let go.” She heard a familiar voice and she gasped sat up fast, slamming her head into Jeff’s. She cried out in pain and fell back into the cot. He cursed her and rubbed his head, throwing himself back in the chair he was sitting in.

Lyann peeked her eyes open and looked through her fingers, a small smile spreading on her face. “Jeff.” She said with happiness in her voice and he glared at her. Despite the irritation and anger on his face she still smiled at him. “Thank you.” She sat up slowly and rubbed her arms that were sore.

“Yeah, you’re just a heap of trouble to keep. More trouble than a pet.” She laughed at his complaining while she put her legs over the edge of the bed and started to ease her way onto the floor. Without a delay Jeff was beside her, grabbing her shoulders. “You shouldn’t be getting up yet.”

She shoved him off her and leaned against the cot. Really she didn’t have any balance in her at all, but she felt strange with him being so close. “I have to pee.” She said matter of factly and she looked up to see the embarrassment on Jeff’s face. She laughed again and held her arms up. “If you don’t want me to walk, then carry me.”

He grumbled as if he didn’t want to do it. Regardless he leaned over her and scooped her up in his arms. She curled herself into him, relishing in being able to be close to him again. Although she couldn’t quite place it, something seemed off about him. It seemed like he wasn’t happy about something. She didn’t want to push him so she dismissed it as just her.

He used his foot to kick the bathroom door open and sat Lyann down on her feet. She swayed but he never let go so that she wouldn’t fall. “God I’m about to pee my pants.” She whined and Jeff smacked her across the back of her head. She whined more and held her head, her eyes sparkling with fake sadness from being hit. “You’re being crude. Just use the damn bathroom.”

He slammed the door and leaned against it, waiting for her to finish. He heard her giggling from behind the door and his ears twitched. What was she laughing about now? He groaned inwardly and ruffled his hair. She always had a way of pulling off her happy go lucky attitude. How did she do it? She just barely escaped death and she’s nothing but a ball of giggles. He let out a frustrated sigh.

There was a knock on the other side of the door and he opened the door, Lyann fell against him and wrapped her arms around him. “What day is it?” She asked as she looked around the empty hallway. He guessed she was taking in the surroundings again. It must have been like dreaming the days she was gone and sleeping.

“November third.” Jeff said and he put an arm around her waist and began walking her down the hall to get her back accustomed to walking. He let her set the pace; trying not to get annoyed with how slow she was moving. She was weak, defenseless and helpless. Then again, that’s what he was there for, right? She was someone that needed him. For once in his life he was the center of someone else’s world. And she was becoming the center of his whether he liked it or not.

“Oh, that’s new.” She stopped and pointed, he followed her movements to a new painting that was on the wall. He scoffed and pulled her along. “I can’t believe you pay attention to Slender’s decorations.” Lyann would have crossed her arms to be stubborn but she couldn’t since she was holding onto him. “Well, I appreciate art.”

He tisked at her and didn’t say anything back. Finally they made it into the kitchen and Lyann sat herself down at the table. “Waffles”. She commanded and Jeff twitched. “What was that?” He asked her, daring her to say it again. “I. Want. Waffles.” She said and laid her head down on the table. She was still pretty tired but she was hungry too.

Her eyes widened when Jeff leaned over her, putting his face in front of hers. “Who would make you waffles? I don’t know who you’re talking to.” He glared at her, irritation written all over his face. She could nearly see the vein in his forehead popping out.

She quickly leaned in and kissed him, causing him to pull back sharply. She had startled him and he didn’t like it. “Please make me food.” She asked more sweetly and smiled at him. He hated how something in his stomach seemed to flip.

He glared at her for a moment longer before putting a hand on the back of her head. He leaned in and roughly kissed her, this time she was the one that was shocked. She wasn’t able to pull away because his hand held her from moving. She sighed with defeat as he got what he wanted before leaving her breathless with her head on the table.

“I’ll make you waffles.” He said with a sly smile on his face and she nodded. At least he was able to get her to shut up. He began making the waffled, it taking him no time at all. He wasn’t the best cook, but he wasn’t bad either. Especially when it involved instant batter mix and a waffle iron. All he had to do was mix and pour.

He waited for Lyann to eat her late lunch. It was already in the afternoon, but that didn’t seem to stop her from wanting breakfast. Once she was done he put her plate away for her. He looked at her, “What do you want to do today. You’ve probably already missed your classes.” He never actually kept up with her exact schedule but he roughly knew her classes didn’t run past the afternoon.

“Honestly… I want to sleep.” She smiled sheepishly at him, knowing he wouldn’t like the idea since she had been sleeping for several days. Like she guessed his lips were turned down in a frown. She had easily been able to decipher his expressions behind his permanent smile. By the gleam in his eyes or the turn of his jaw. He was becoming easy to read the more she was around him. The thought made her feel warm and fuzzy inside.

“Fine, but I wanted to show you something later before sundown.” He said and she looked at the clock that was on the wall. She added up the time on her fingers and Jeff resisted the thoughts of her looking cute while she tried to figure it out. “Two hours? Then we can go.” She smiled at him and it took him a while before he nodded in agreement.

He helped her upstairs to his bedroom and she rejoiced in the familiarity. Everything was exactly the same as she had left it if she ignored his clothes thrown everywhere and the unmade bed. Despite that she felt happy; it just meant he was still the same old Jeff that he had been since they met. Nothing had changed.

She fell into the sheets and covered up. After, she pulled off the shorts that were on her and threw them off the side of the bed. Jeff cleared his throat as he stared down at her and she looked up at him with confused eyes. “What, you’ve seen me in my underwear plenty. I don’t worry about it anymore.” She waived her hand in the air as if dismissing him. She turned away and cuddled into the pillow on her side, relaxing in the soft sheets.

“Are you going t join me or not?” She asked him, knowing he was still standing there. It was silent for a few more seconds until she heard the ruffling of the sheets as he climbed in behind her. She knew he would miss her. She laughed quietly in her head as she felt him against her back and his arm wrap around her waist, pulling her into him like he always did. “That’s better.” She yawned and snuggled into him, letting her head rest on his arm. Not before long she was fast asleep.

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“How much further do we have to walk?” She asked Jeff who was a few feet in front of her. They were trekking through the woods in a direction she had never been. There wasn’t even a path worn into the ground and she had no idea how Jeff knew where he was going. He stopped and turned, allowing Lyann to catch up to him.

She grabbed his hand, shivering from the chill fall air. He stared down at her a moment as she looked around the woods, taking in the chirping birds and the surrounding trees and rocks. “Not much longer.” He reassured her and she smiled up at him. He quickly looked away from her and pulled her along the rest of the way.

Lyann could hear the faint sound of rushing water as they climbed up a hill. The two came out in an opening of the woods and on the edge of a cliff. Off to the left was a giant waterfall that roared like a lion in the wild. The wind lifted the spray and it chilled both of their faces as it landed on them. The sun was just setting in front of them, the sky turning shades of lavender and orange. It was a nice completion against the orange, yellow and red trees of the forest. “What do you think?”

Lyann turned towards him and tackled him, knocking him off his feet. She landed on top of him and laughed at his angry expression. “I’m happy you finally took me on a date” She leaned down and kissed him from her over excitement, which made his anger dissipate as fast as it had come. “I love it. It’s a beautiful scene.” She added and rolled off of him, the leaves crunching under her weight.

“It’s not far from your house. I took the long way so you wouldn’t know how to get here without me taking you.” He looked over at her with a victorious grin plastered on his face. She frowned at him playfully and pushed his shoulder. “That’s mean, but smart.”

They laid in silence for a long while, listening to the sound of the waterfall booming and the birds that were still singing. Lyann started humming a random song that came into her head after a while but she couldn’t really remember the name or the words. Jeff listened quietly to her half hum and half sing, silently wishing he could just close his eyes and drift away on the winds with her voice. It was always very soothing to him and he wished she would sing more.

He jumped slightly when she scooted close to him. She rolled to her side and wrapped her arm and leg around him, snuggling her face into his hoodie. He lay completely still, feeling something creep from the places she touched him. The spasms traveled through his body, leaving him slightly breathless. She was very gentle and soft with her movements and it was something that always drove him over the edge.

He reached up with his free arm that wasn’t around her and pulled on his hair nervously for a moment. When did he become so nervous around her? It shouldn’t take him much effort to act on what he wanted but there was always this nagging voice in the back of his head that feared messing up and making her disappear.

“Lyann.” He spoke softly and she made a small noise, acknowledging that he spoke. The small noise had a questioning tone to it: a silent “huh”. He pushed her off of him and forced her onto her back, one arm holding him up while the other rested on her waist. She looked up at him with lidded eyes as if she was in a dream state.

Lyann didn’t say anything in objection to the new position, so he took his opportunity. He kissed her, slow and calculating at first until her arms found their way around his neck. He pushed further against her, letting his hand slide down her waist, her hip, and then her thigh. The action earned him a soft whimper that vibrated from her lips in their kiss.

He watched her face carefully as she seemed to shiver underneath him but it was not from the cold. The two felt a wave of need rise as their lips became more violent and hungry for each other. Jeff moved himself on top of her; her legs seemed to move with him as they spread to be on either side of his legs.

He pinned her against the leaf covered ground, holding her arms above her head. She groaned in protest but didn’t show any will to fight him. He stopped kissing her and began trailing his lips on her neck. It was something he had done plenty of time before, but something about it felt different now.

He had that same roar in his ears from when they first kissed that he can only place as the blood pumping faster in his vessels. Lyann made small whimpering sounds and squirmed under him only making the raging lust growing in him stronger. He slowly unzipped the hoody she had on so that he could better access the neckline of her shirt. He pulled it down so he could kiss and bite further down her shoulder.

He hit as pot he found weeks ago when he started teasing her. She gasped loudly and her whole body shuddered. He pushed up and examined her face. It was flushed a light pink and her mouth was hanging slightly ajar. He could tell she was afraid to look at him, which made him a little angry. He pulled on her jaw, making her face him. She finally looked him in the eyes, more blood seeming to rush into her face from embarrassment.

How is it that after all her tough act she just let him throw her around like this? She was breathing lightly, her whole body feeling as if she was floating with Jeff pressed against her. He started kissing on her neck again, this time his hand released hers and both went straight to her waist.

He rubbed in circles on her hips, causing a clump of butterflies to form in her stomach. She put her hands in his hair and played with the strands as she let her head roll to the side for him to have more of her skin surface to explore.

Before she knew what was even happening to her, she felt the friction of their hips rubbing together. She groaned quietly when she realized her legs were already wrapped around his waist as he rolled his pelvis against hers. His head was nuzzled into her neck and his breaths were short and strained from the effort of moving without holding himself up. His hands were still holding her hips so that he could move her how he wanted.

“Lyann” He said her name quietly and it was a deadly weapon to pull out at a moment like this. She gasped as the butterflies in her gut increased the faster he pushed against her heat. She couldn’t find the words to say to him. She was a complete wreck and at a loss of how she could even look him in the face.

Eventually the grinding stopped. It was painful for the both of them as Jeff sat up and looked at the sky. Soon enough there wouldn’t be a sun in the sky. The killer’s breathing was labored as he looked at his obsession. He took in her face and her chocolate eyes. Her pink lips that were swollen from his kisses and her flushed cheeks.

She looked back at him and trailed her fingers across his scarred face. “So… What now?” she asked quietly and she felt like she was falling apart with want and need. It was a very subtle feeling, but she knew she couldn’t last much longer without a release.

He scooped down and nibbled on her ear, making her pant quietly under him. He thought of the words Slender spoke to him when they were still looking for Lyann…

“It’s not my fault if you didn’t get everything you wanted out of her while you had the chance.”

Jeff now considered the words very seriously. Their time was limited, whether it would come with her leaving or her death, this wouldn’t last forever. He ignored the pain that caused in his chest as he continued to play with the sensitive skin of her ear a moment longer before whispering, “We find a bed.”

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