A Creepy(Pasta)Meeting 5

Jeff came back from the bathroom and you lifted the covers, inviting him. He slid under them and rested his chin ontop of your head. Thoughts were running through your mind while you rested your hand on his torso. You had just had sex, with Jeff. Jeff and you had been intimate, you had been one, he had been inside you. You blushed slightly and nuzzled closer to him and he held you tighter. None of you could see the other due to the dark but you sensed he was thinking too, or else there was othing that could keep this young man silent - except a killing stroll.
"What are you thinking about, Jeff?" you asked and he played with your hair and it tickled against your back.
"About what we did... what we said and what we probably want from eachother... if it is possible or not."
"Not possible? What do you mean? Jeffrey?" you looked up at him, his chin now leaning against your forehead.
"You know I love you, ____." he bent down and kissed your forehead. "But we have to be realistic, you and I can't be a couple in public." You tensed with anger because he was right:
"Those arevery sane words coming from a psycho..." you said in disappointment and Jeff laughed out loud. You could not help but smile before turning serious again: "There must be something we can do though, there is always something that can be done." You felt him nod against you and he massaged your shoulder. "____, could you live under the circumstances it means to run away?"
"Run away?" to be honest you realized you were stupid enough to hope it would not be necessary. You hated camping in tents and here maybe you would not maybe always have roof over your head. But you loved him, what would you not do to be with him?
"There's just some problems though, my mom will notice that I am gone."
"I can take care of that." Jeff answered in that sick joyful voice you had heard just a few times being with him.
"You mustn't kill her, Jeff. She is my mom."
"I killed mine with no problem, so why not?"
"I love her, she is tough and unfair sometimes and she might not always show that she loves me, but I know she does. And even if you killed her my school would call her when I don't show up and when she does not answer they will call the police."
"... that's just ONE of all the reasons I hate school... they really ruin one's life."
"I will still do it, Jeff. I will run away but do you even have a plan of where we'll go?"
"It's risky but I thought we'd go to CreepyPastaTown."
"But it is dangerous for humans, isn't it? That's why you never invited me there, right?"
"Yeah but I'll ask for help from the guys... When can you be ready to go?"
"Oh uhm..." it was all going so fast, maybe too fast. "Are you sure it is as simple as you make it sound like? We don't need to plan a bit more?"
"____, I killed my family without planning it and noone's catched me yet now have they?"
"True...well...tomorrow night? It will be saturday and that will give me time to pack."
"Whoa there girl," Jeff laughed. "You're not going on vacation, you need a light backpack so you can move fast and no handluggage is allowed. We'll get your stuff later."
"Uhm...ok... But you will come tomorrow night then?"
"It sounds like you want me to leave right now?"
"You know I don't mean it like that, Jeff."
"Haha, ofcourse I'll come for you, ____. Have I ever made you disapointed on that point?"
You smiled. "No, no you haven't."