Creepypasta: James the Killer pt. 2

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

The continuing to the story of James, the son of two murderers.

In my last story I promised to continue from a point in the future, I promised an explination so here it is...

As the rain poured down on our house my mother and I were packing our bags to leave for the 15th time in a year. The time is 12:15am and the location Downtown, Detroit. The reason we move so much is because we have a mad man following us, chasing us, wanting us dead. My mother of all people woudn't stand for that...She is Jane Everlasting, or more commonly know as Jane the Killer, and as for the mad man chasing me if you haven't already guessed is Jeff the Killer or my father. He's after us or her so to speak. They have a screwed up history and if you don't already know their story heh well what the hell are you doing here? Anyway...My mom has been teaching me how to fight since I...was able to walk I guess. Saftey is the key. Always keep your distance. I hate it! ALL OF IT!!! Fighting I've never liked it I can't even stand the sight of my own blood!!! One time I can recall when my mom was teaching me how to use a knife. I couldn't even pick it up. She got mad and yelled that if I didn't pick up that knife I was going to die, and if I didn't like it there was the door! I asked her why she even kept me. Why she didn't just leave me at the hospital to get adopted. And she said she was afraid he was gonna find me and kill me. Then...I did the worst thing a child could do. Now I've said messed up things to her in the past but this was the worst by far...I told her I wish she had died along with her family, so that I could never have been born. Then I put on my jacket and walked out the door. This was in Chicago and I was only 7. So I got the occasional glance from the crackhead walking down the street. Night fell and I got lost. Then as I turned the corner someone came up and grabbed me. He had a deep voice "Hahaha I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" I screamed for my mom and struggled. Then I heard a woman's voice yell "Duck!!!" without hesitating I swung my head down and I was dropped instantly. The woman grabbed me and threw me into the bushes. She said in a familier voice "Hide here and and don't come out till I say so!" She handed me a knife then ruffled my hair. The man stood up with one hand on his eye he said in a dark demonic voice "Your gonna pay for that!!! Friend!!!" He lunged at her swinging then I put my hands over my head and cried to the sound of yelling and cursing. I thought about what mom always taught me when in danger 'Always turn and run' I looked out through the bushes and saw the two fighting still "This is my chance" I thought but then the woman got thrown back twoards me and she looked at me and yelled "What ever you do Jamie don't run ok?" I only ever knew one person who called me that. Confused I took off down the street crying. Something grabbed my arm but I stabbed it with the knife and kept running. The rest is a blur...

I got away but Jeff always comes back...now here she lays my mother slowly fading...dying in my arms.

He came back 6 years later for revenge my mother and I were packing to go to Missouri to go meet up with Mady, the nurse that helped my mother escape and lost her job in the process. Other then Mady and my mom I have no family. She said we were just gonna stay for a little while and we've been in Detroit for too long. I packed my bags and hopped into the Jeep. "Oh my coffee! Hold on be right back!"

I slumped into my seat and sighed putting my arm over my eyes "All this moving is gonna kill me!"

"I know sweetie just give me time! I'm only doing this because-."

"Because you love me...I know!...I know!"

I slid my arm down and looked into the rear view mirror to the open landscape of rotted trees and brown grass. The sky was gray like usual, and the rain was going to roll in. But then...a face appeared a horrible evil face with a smile that looks like it was ripped into his cheeks with a bears claws. I jumped up and screamed "Mom!!!!!!!"

She came running in "Oh shit!" then tossed me the keys "Go! Go to Mady's you know the way!"

I hesitantly turned the keys in the egnition and the engine roared to life. I backed up the car into the drive way and say the demonic man chase after my mom. I looked down thinking of what she always told me 'Always turn and run'. I shook my head and slammed on the pedal speeding off into the city. I looked back and saw my mom running after me so I hit the brakes. "Get in hurry!!" She jumped in and we switched seats. Then the man jumped into the back of the car his eyes wild and he seemed to see right through me. It was horrifying...I looked at my mom and noticed she wasn't my mom anymore she looked like a murderer! Her eyes wild as well and a stone cold grip

 

 

 


Submitted: December 11, 2014

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IlluminousForeShadow

I will try to recover the lost parts of the story because Booksie obviously has issues that they need to fix.

Fri, December 12th, 2014 11:56am

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