Krysta felt like her world was shattering. She was being treated like a prisoner here..the person before her....it was not like the one she'd been used to. The angered but still sentimental one...no this Jeff was obsessive and cruel. He brought things up and used them against her. He'd also been inflicting pain and torture on her.

"Come on, talk...bitch"

He'd prod and he'd prod but she refused to reply. Her body ached from the beating and the starvation that she'd been subjected to. If this kept up...she would die and she knew that well. Jeff frowned and then got up . Krysta just stayed there. She never moved much anymore...it was like she was a doll. Her will was slowing down after everything that she'd endured.

"...Krystal."

Jeff said as he sat in front of her. She weakly raised her head and it was easy to see, she was severely malnourished and dehydrated. Sighing, he picked her up with ease and walked through to the kitchen. Looking at her head lulling back and fro, he grit his teeth and set her in the chair.

"Snap the fuck out of it."

He snapped and slapped her across the face. It made no difference , she just stayed there and fell to the side. Jeff got angrier and angrier the more that he had slapped her and abused her. But then the anger turned into a pain that was ripping his body apart until he'd collapsed to his knees in front of her crying.

"Please just fucking say something?!"

He said as he gripped her shoulders and screamed at her. The eyes that stared back at him were hollow and dull. Like the eyes his brother gave him. Like they eyes they all gave him. He didn't want her to be hollow. He wanted just someone from his past to see him through the darkness.

"Just say..something...please, Krystal..."

Jeff begged as he tried to recollect his remaining morality. What the fuck was happening...he shut this pain out.. So why was this happening he shouldn't be feeling this aching pain in his chest. Feeling confused and scared for his own sakes. He pulled the girls body next to him and just cradled her softly until he fell asleep in the sound of his own muffling sobs.

"I'm so fucking sorry."

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When Krystal woke the next morning, she felt so much better and she felt warmer too. But why? She'd been close to starvation the last day she remembered. Looking around, she was shocked to find Jeff with his head buried in her neck. What ...what had happened exactly? Why was Jeff holding her. Why was her shoulder wet...had...had he been crying?

"....Jefferey"

She called out and he seemed to come to. His face was lit with shock as he pushed himself off of her and stared away. Why had he shown such a weakness before her. He'd never let himself get so down before. But odd enough,he'd felt better from it. Looking at her, he just shook his head and stood up.

"Whatever happened yesterday....I was in the wrong state of mind.."

Jeff said as he walked to the fridge and pulled out some frozen food. For the first time in a very long while. He cast a soft glance to Krysta. Her face was in shock at this. Was she dreaming? Or did Jeff feel pity or sorry for her.

"Just, don't fucking starve yourself again....ok....Krystal."

This was another thing she noted. He wasn't calling her whore. Or bitch, or you. He was actually refering to her name. Krystal. She nodded weakly as he walked over with the food and then stabbed the fork into it.

"Since your fingers are numb, from my punishing....I'll feed you."

He muttered and held the fork up to her lips. She was hesitant, but ate it regardless. This went on until the food was vanished from the plate. Seeing that , seemed to please Jeff as he cleared her up and then just sat there. The silence was scarier than the fact that a killer was feeding her.

"I know that I am a monster"

Jeff said suddenly , jolting her to the senses that she'd long thought gone. Her eyes stayed on his face as he spoke to her.

"I know I kill and I wreck lives. But I do it not for me, okay I do . But I have lost so much....why...why... Why should others be allowed to have what I was denied...so I figured I'd punish the people who lie...but...I don't want to punish you... Krystal...cause...you're an old friend...aren't you..."

The killer didn't raise his head at all so the girl just stayed there confused and dazed. She had to say something, try to appeal to his humanity, while it was still there. Krysta tried to make him remember.

"Do you remember when you'd come round and we'd play in the shed? You always insisted that I face my fear and stay there for the whole night...but you'd open the door just to see me."

Jeff chuckled at that, he did remember it. She'd cry and she'd cry until he opened it again.

"You really were a cry baby..."

He snickered as he took a breath and then stood up to walk away from her. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't fully trust in her like those easy days. This time, he didn't tie her up, didn't lock the door. Nothing. He just wanted to try and have that time back with her.

"...if you can do it, I can too....I'd .. I'd like to try and trust. But I know it will take more than just words... So, I'm gona let you prove...to me that I can trust you. I won't follow...I'll leave it all unlocked....for you to decide. If you run....I know I'll just have to kill you...then, I'd be showing myself that you're like the rest...but I want you to show me..."

Jeff took a breath and then left her alone with her confused thoughts. Now she had a choice and for the first time....she did not know what to do. To run or stay was easy before...but now. She'd seen that the boy she knew was cracking through the decaying skin. Walking to the door, she looked to see Jeff staring at a photo of someone. He was clutching it tight and looked almost in pain.

Maybe..just maybe...it wasn't too late for him yet. And the monster she'd seen, was a shell for the person hiding beneath it.

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YAH MORE CHAPTERS!!

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NIGHT

and hmm Jeff is in redemption?
Or is he.
Stay tuned.