Fem!Jeff the Killer X Male!Reader 16

"_________! __________! Jess! Jess!" A small voice called from behind you. Blinking, you turned around to see Sammy racing towards you, Masquerade following behind him. Jess hummed in boredom, turning slowly, mouth in a thin line (though he cut smile didn't help her bored attitude).

   "Jess! Jess! We have a big problem! Big Big Big!" Sammy panted, bouncing up and down.

   Jess stared blankly at him, turning to face you in confusion.

   "He's right, Jess, it's James! He found you, mon ami!" Masquerade panted, fists clenched in worry. Jess tilted her head, looking up to the ceiling.

   "James...?" She question softly before snapping into reality. "Oh! Really? Took the f-" her eyes looked down at Sammy - "funny guy long enough." She finished. "______, go up to my room and stay there till someone comes to get you." Jess told her, walking in the direction you had just come from.

   "What?! I'm supposed to go hide in a room like a little kid?!" You yelled at her. The raven haired girl only shrugged.

   "Follow if you want, I don't care." She said, strolling down the hall. You followed her, moving past Masquerade who was stuttering, trying to convince you to go back, but you ignored her (you made a note to apologize later).

   "Who's this guy anyway?" You asked her as you sped up to walk along side her. Jess stared blandly ahead, not bothering to even look at you from the corner of her eye.

   "You know him already." She answered simply as you came to the banister of the grand staircase. Jess stopped in front of it and gave a smug grin down at the figure standing int he foyer. "Yoooo, faggot (A/N: Apologies for this word, Jess is extremely blunt), what's up? Ain't you late for a mani pedi?" She called down, oice condescending.

   The male down below looked up, narrowing black eyes at her.

   No way...

   "Jess. You fucking bitch. I should have known it was you." He growled.

   James...from college...your old roommate

   "Seriously? It took you this long? Really? Fuck man...that's sad." Jess shook her head, swinging her leg over the railing and standing on the small ledge. One step and she'd plummet to the floor. Instead, she crossed her left leg over her right, resting her toes on the floor as she reclined on the metal railing, smiling a shit eating smile.

   "I was hoping you'd have stayed dead." James growled, reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out a large knife. Jess rolled her eyes, bending her legs up one at a time and flicking a few latches on her heels. AS she lowed her feet, the back of the stilettos fell off, revealing the heel of her stilettos were concealed knifes, welded to her shoes.

   Take about dangerous footwear...

   "You know me, James, I don't stay down for long." As though that was some sort of signal, James raced forward as Jess leaned forward, falling from the ledge and toward the foyer floor. I gasped, calling out her name and leaning over the banister to watch her decent.

   At her rate, she move faster than James. Before hitting the floor, she extended her arm down, her hand hitting first and acting to slow her body down as she bent her body, leading it to spin on her hand in the fall before shoving up halfway through the swing, kicking her feet up, knives aimed at James' chest who had finally reached her. (this is a difficult moved to describe...think of it as break dancing but after you just fell a story). James bent back, causing her to miss. Jess corrected herself, slamming her feet down and swinging her torso up to stand straight, her long hair flipping up.

   You stared down at them in disbelief. They..acted like this was normal.

   James growled, racing toward her with his knife raised, while Jess swung a graceful, pale leg up, countering his attack with her knife stilettos. "God you're boring." She huffed as she spun around, dodging another swipe from him while punching his gut.

   "Both of you stop it!" You yelled down at them, running for the stairs to go down.

   "Stay out of this, ______." She advised, kicking out at James. You ignored her, running quickly down the steps, keeping your eyes on them. Jess and James went back and forth with stabs and punches, though Jess just seemed to dance around him with a wicked smile.

   At the base of the stairs, Benny stood with Jackie, watching them in both worry and interest. Benny took notice of you first, jumping in front of you quickly. "Hey, hold on there, boy, let Jess handle this." She said, stretching long, thin arms to the side to block your path.

   "Get out of my way, Benny!" You growled.

   "Not a chance, boy, you stay right here!" She countered, for the first time glaring at you. You stared at her, watching her eyes go from a calm blue to black voids, glowing red dots floating in them where her pupils would be. "Jess does this all the time, you'll only get in the way." She growled. You froze, staring at her then turning to Jess and James. Jess's movement were becoming faster, more rigid as James sliced and stabbed at her, trying to get a hit.

   "But Jess-"

   "Will be fine." Benny said. But contrary to her words, you heard a pained grunt from Jess as James' knife pierced her upper arm. Deciding to not go past Benny, you ran to the railing, jumping over the railing and dropping the last five feet before running for Jess. "Son of a-!" You heard Benny yelling behind you.

   "James! Stop!" You yelled,  jumping over Jess's body and standing in front of James. His eyes widened, staring at you before he sneered.

   "Get out of the way, ________, she's going to die here and now!" He yelled. He stood your ground, crossing your arms.

   "No." You said firmly.

   "Damn, ________, maybe you do have some balls." Jess laughed kindly behind you.

   "I'm trying to save your life!" You yelled, looking over your shoulder, only to see Jess laying on the floor on her side with her head propped up on her hand, one leg bent up and rubbing the marble floor with one finger while smiling up at you. "Are you fucking serious..."

   "Children!" An echoed voice boomed through the room. You groaned, rubbing your head at the volume of it as Slenderwoman entered the large room. "What is the meaning of this?" She asked firmly, Masquerade and Hoodlum standing at her sides.

    "Miss Slender, I have no idea what's gotten into this boy, I was simply trying to speak rationally with him." Jess said  in a fake offended tone, flicking a wrist around boredly.

     "Oh shut up you damn slut! She kidnapped ________!" James yelled, turning to the faceless woman, who stood their calmly, allowing them to vent.

    Both of them went back and forth, arguing their cases before Slenderwoman raised a slim hand, silencing them. "I understand your anger, James, but if you must know, _______ and Jess are...how does your generation say it...an 'item'. I'm afraid he isn't going anywhere."

   James' jaw hit the floor while Jess stuck her tongue out at her, smirking.