Jane The Killer
Horror Stories - Jane The Killer
Listen, the only reason I'm going out of my way to tell any of you this
is because the story "Jane the Killer" is starting to piss me off. My real name is Jane Arkensaw, a.k.a. "Jane the Killer" and this is how
I met Jeff, the reason I look the way I do, and why I want to kill him.
When I heard that a new family had moved in across the street, I wasn't
that surprised. It was a nice neighborhood, and the house was relatively
cheap considering where it was. I guess I was about 13-14 when
everything went to hell.
I never really talked to Jeff when he moved in. To be frank I never
talked to him until... that night. But it's too soon to talk about that
now. My first impression of Jeff was that he was a good kid. Probably
got nice grades, rarely got into fights, maybe even a cool guy if he
opened up to someone.
His brother Liu, seemed like he put family first by the way he sat with
his brother on the sidewalk. Of course I was just guessing at the time
and really didn't put much thought into my analysis because I was
getting ready for school when I looked out the window and I was running
late, which was unusual for me at that time in my life because I was
hardly ever late for anything. Especially school.I wasn't surprised when I saw Randy and his stooges go up to Jeff and
Liu on that stupid skateboard of his. Randy was nothing but a bully, he
always picked on anyone who was smaller than him.
He was even the reason why my parents drove me to school instead of the
letting me take the bus like everyone else. Everyone had their lunch
money or some kind of cash given to Randy and his goons because of some
"toll" that he demanded from everyone.
We all knew Randy's group had knives and threatened to use them on us we
ever told anyone about the money they took from the other kids on the
block. Everyone, except the new kids they were trying the intimidate
like the rest of us.
When I saw Randy talking to them through the window I just looked away.
It was wussy thing to do but. I had better things to do than watch
another kid hand over his money to Randy. But curiosity got the better
of me and I looked up a few seconds later. What I saw left me
speechless. Jeff was standing now, and it looked like Randy already had
what he wanted.
"Just sit down," I thought, "Don't be stupid".
Then I saw Jeff punch Randy in the face and break his wrist.
"Oh my god." I whispered. Then I yelled, "You Idiot!"
My parents ran down the stairs and asked what happened. Then they looked
outside and saw what was going on. Jeff had already cut the skinny guy,
I think his name was Keith, and he went down screaming. Troy only went
down with a single punch. Since my house was across the street from
where Jeff and his brother were sitting, with the front of the house
having big windows, we saw the whole thing. Or at least I did, my
parents came in after the part where Randy stole their wallet, so they
didn't know the whole truth.
It was disturbing watching Jeff fight. He was enjoying himself too much.
I felt a knot in my stomach like something was happening that shouldn't
be, and from the look on Liu's face, Jeff didn't do this kind of thing
often. Next thing I know I hear sirens and the new kids bolted out of
there. The cops came around with the bus driver to check on the
"victims". It seemed they were going to be alright.
You know, considering the amount of crap kicked out of them.
Since my parent's policy was "no cops" ever since my dad got framed by a
narc cop when he wanted to draw attention off of himself when police
where investigating the case of the missing coke. It ended with my dad
quitting the force. So when we heard sirens we went into the backyard
got into the car and left.
When my parents drove me to school they told me very clearly that they
didn't want me talking to Jeff ever. I did not disagree with them.
I had art first period so I didn't see Jeff until close to the end of
school. I can still see the colors in my artwork if I think hard enough.
But when I try to look at anything now, it all seems gray. I guess
that's the price someone pays for losing their innocence.
I didn't see Jeff until the final period of the day. When I did he
seemed... off. At first I thought he was just faking the joy so people
wouldn't suspect him for the crime that he did. But he really was
enjoying himself. It wasn't because he was excited to be at school I
could tell that much from him. The smile he wore looked sadistic to me.
It was the smile of a madman. The second that bell rang I bolted out
those doors as fast as I could. Nobody but me knew what Jeff really was.
A freak.
The next day seemed to be passing without incident at first. Then I saw
the police car in front of Jeff's house.
"Looks like they got you." I thought.
Nobody could gotten away with something like that (You know, with the
neighborhood watch and everything.). But I was wrong with who they
arrested. Instead of coming out with Jeff like I expected they would,
the police came out with Liu, his brother.
I was barely forming the thought of Jeff framing his brother for the
assault when he came out of the house yelling at Liu, "Liu tell them I
did it!" (I was able to hear him this time because the front door was
open to my house.).
I couldn't hear what Liu said in reply to Jeff's outburst, but it was
definitely not what Jeff wanted to hear. A few seconds later, the police
drove off with Liu, and Jeff was left outside with his mother. A few
minutes later she went inside the house and left Jeff outside. Although
I couldn't hear him from across the street, I could tell that he was
crying.
But who wouldn't be in that situation.
The next day rumors were spreading like wildfire about Liu. It took so
long for the rumors to get started because everyone was afraid to talk
about Randy getting his ass handed to him. When it was revealed that he
wouldn't be coming back to school for a few days, everyone decided to
take advantage of that fact and enjoy it as much as possible, and lots
of random bullshit started popping up.
"I heard Liu cut off Keith's arm!"
"Oh yeah? Well I heard that Liu hit Troy so hard in the stomach that he
ralphed up blood!"
"That's nothing! I heard that he punched Randy so hard in nose that it
came out the back of his head!" and etc, etc, etc.
Personally I didn't want anything to do with Jeff or his brother. But...
he just looked so alone and upset that I had to do something. So I wrote
him a note telling him that he had a friend in this place and that I was
going to testify at Liu's trial about what really happened. I left the
note at his desk signed with the letter "J" before class started, then
left the room. When I came back Jeff was at his desk and the note was
gone.
Saturday rolled around and I was home alone while my parents were at
work. The kid next door was having a birthday party. At the time I left
my window open because I wanted a nice breeze in my room while I did my
homework. But the kids were getting so loud that I decided to close my
window. I was about to close it when I saw Jeff playing with the kids.
He was running around wearing one of those fake cowboy hats and carrying
a toy gun. He looked so ridiculous I had to laugh.
"Maybe he isn't the monster I think he is." I thought, ashamed of myself
for suspecting he could have been one.
As I was closing the window, I saw Randy, Keith, and Troy jump over the
fence on their skateboards to where Jeff was.
"Not again!" I said to the open window.
I saw Randy and Jeff exchange small talk but I couldn't hear what they
said over the sound of the kids yelling and screaming. Then Randy rushed
at Jeff and tackled him. I was about to grab the phone and dial 911 when
I heard Troy and Keith shout, "No one interrupts or guts will fly!" I
looked out the window again and saw that they both had matching guns in
their hands. I couldn't have called for help then without endangering
the lives of others. I couldn't have called 911 anyway, the batteries in
my phone was dead.
Jeff was on his side getting kicked by Randy in the face when he grabbed
his foot and twisted it. Randy fell over and Jeff tried to walk back to
the house when Troy grabbed him by the collar and threw him towards the
house. I heard glass breaking and I knew then that they were going to
kill him.
"Randy you asshat!" I screamed at him. But he couldn't hear me over the
sound of the kids screaming.
I couldn't wait anymore, so I ran to my parent's bedroom and searched
for my dad's cellphone, hoping that he forgot it at home. My heart was
pounding in my chest, knowing that the longer it took for me to get
help, the higher the chance of someone getting killed was. I finally
found the phone underneath the bed. I wasted no time punching in the
numbers.
"911 hello?"
"I need help there's an emergency going on next door! Some guys jumped
the fence and are beating up someone! They've got guns you need to hurry
please!"
"Okay miss I need you to tell me the address and I'll send help right
away."
I quickly told her my address and the address of the house next door.
"Please hurry!" I said.
"It's okay just stay on the lin-"
Bang Bang Bang!
I heard loud gunshots come from next door. I yelped and dropped the
phone, it landed on the ground and broke. Then I ran to my bedroom
window to try and figure out what was going on. But no sooner had I
poked my head out the window I heard the woosh of a fire and the
screaming... I'm going to make Jeff scream like that again when I find
him. The only thing I can compare it to is the death cry of an animal.
It was at the time for me horrifying. But now it sounds like music to me
and there is nothing I want to hear more in the world than him screaming.
I saw fire spew out of the house like an angry dragon. I ran downstairs
immediately and got the portable fire extinguisher from the kitchen and
ran outside. As I was running I popped the pin for the extinguisher for
immediate use. Luckily the door was unlocked as I barged in but when I
saw Jeff, I completely froze.
He was lying at the bottom of the stairs almost completely on fire with
adults trying to put it out. I saw bits of his skin through all the
commotion. Some parts pink, some parts charred, but it was all covered
in red. At the sight of all this I screamed and then I passed out. Last
thing I remember is some of the adults running towards me. Whether it
was to help me or get the fire extinguisher I don't know.
When I came to I was in a hospital bed wearing one of those gowns that a
patient wears. A nurse came in a few moments later. She had long brown
hair in a bun hidden under her hat. She looked like she didn't want to
be there. I asked her what happened.
"All I know is that you were brought in with a few other kids because
you fell and hit your head on a fire extinguisher." she said, annoyed.
"A fire extinguisher?" I reached up my hand and touched my head. I felt
bandages and a large bump the size of a orange. Then I remembered Jeff.
"One of the guys that came in here with me, the one with the burns, is
he going to be alright?"
She sighed, "Listen, there was two boys that were brought in with you
that had burns, and no I'm not letting you see him just because he's
your boyfriend."
I felt the heat rise in my face. "He isn't my boyfriend! I'm just
worried about him! Wouldn't you be worried about someone who you just
saw burning alive in front of you?!" I tried to keep my voice steady,
but my voice quivered enough to make it sound like I was lying.
"Whatever. Your parents are here by the way. Wanna see them?" she asked.
"Yes, of course!" anything to get me away from that nurse.
My parents came in and the nurse finally left. They asked what happened.
I told them everything. The fight, the note, all of it.
"I knew that Randy was no good!" my mom said.
"So have you heard anything about Jeff's condition?" I asked.
"No, not a thing," said my dad, "we just got here as soon as we heard
about what happened to you."
"But who told you?" I asked. I didn't think I saw anyone at the party
that my family knew.
"The hospital called us." mom said.
"Well I guess that makes sense." it made absolutely no sense to me of
course. How would someone be able identify me without me having any form
of identification.
I looked in the doorway and saw a man and a woman standing in there. My
parents followed my gaze and saw them too.
"Excuse me, but is this Jane Arkensaw's room?" the woman asked.
"Yes." my mother answered, "Who are you?"
"I'm Margret, and this is Peter, my husband." she gestured to the man
beside her. "We're Jeff's parents."
I sat up in my bed.
"I'm Isabelle, this is my husband Greg, and our daughter Jane." mom
gestured to me.
"So, you're the girl who ran in with the fire extinguisher." Margret said.
"Yes." I replied quietly, embarrassed. "Is your son alright?"
"He just came out of surgery a few hours ago. The doctors said he will
be fine."
I relaxed at that thought. "That's good." I said. "Listen. I know what
happened to Jeff and Liu on their first day of school..." then I told
Jeff's parents what really happened to Randy and his crew."We had no
idea that Jeff was capable of something like this." Peter said.
"I am willing to testify that Liu didn't beat up anyone and that Jeff
only beat up Randy and his gang in self-defense."
"No need," said Margret, "Liu is being released from jail after what
happened to those boys."
"That's good." I said.
"We just came to say thank you for trying to help our son, Jane. It
warms my heart to see selfless people in your generation."
I blushed, "I did anything anyone would have done in my situation." I
looked down, "I'm not a hero."
"Nonsense!" Margret said, "The least we can do is invite you over to our
place for dinner when Jeff gets out of the hospital!"
I looked at mom and dad. "It would be an honor." My mom said.
"It's settled then! We'll call you as soon as Jeff gets out of the
hospital." we said our goodbyes and then they left.
About 2 days passed and I was allowed to be released from the hospital.
During that time I had no contact with Jeff or his family, but I heard
that Liu was released from jail and Jeff's wounds were healing.
When I got back to school, I became the center of attention, more or
less because I was the only one who saw what happened at the party. But
the only people I told about what happened were my friends: Dani, Marcy,
and Erica. I didn't know what to tell them so I told them what I saw.
"Sounds like Jeff got his ass handed to him." said Dani, she had
raven-black hair, with sapphire-blue eyes. She was usually the most
level-headed of us.
"Well at least he went down fighting. I heard he took those idiots to
the hospital with him." Erica snickered. She always dressed like she was
from the 80's or something. Long, thigh-high rainbow colored socks, with
hair to match, and always wearing some kind of backpack with her.
"He also took Jane to the hospital. Maybe she was trying to beat him up
too." Marcy laughed. She seemed to be the "girly-girl" of our little
group. She was blond with brown eyes, and nearly every time we saw her,
she had some sort of pink on her. Whether it was the color of her shirt,
or the jewelry around her neck, and she was one of the biggest
drama-queens I knew. Always stretching out the truth or blowing
something out of proportion.
"I told you, I went over there to try and help Jeff because something
was wrong." I muttered. I was the "plain-Jane", brown hair, green-eyes,
completely unremarkable looks wise.
"Or maybe... You wanted to see your love one last time before he left to
go get help for himself." Marcy said in her dramatic voice.
I just looked at her with my eyes the size of dinner plates.
"Wha... What?"
"You can't deny it Jane Arkensaw! You have a crush on Jeff!"
Every blood cell in my body decided to migrate to my face at once when
she said that.
"What?! No! I j-just wanted to help him that's all!"
"Liar! I saw you leave that note you left on his desk! What was it? A
confession of your love for him?"
"No! It was nothing like that at all! I was just-"
"So you admit you left him a note then!"
"What do you mean?"
"I was guessing." she gave me a cynical little smile and then just
waited for my response.
The other girls started laughing at me.
"Jane it's only a joke! I was just kidding!" Marcy smiled.
"Your face is redder than a tomato!" Erica cackled.
"I hate all of you." I grumbled.
"Oh, stop being so serious!" Dani put a hand on my shoulder. "Come on,
let's get to class."
The weeks went by, everything seemed to be normal. I think Liu even made
a few friends. Everything was normal and nothing happened. Then Liu came
up to me one day and told me about Jeff.
"Excuse me, your name is Jane right?"
I turned around and looked. It was Liu.
"Yes. You're Liu right? Jeff's brother?"
"Yeah." he looked a little uncomfortable. Then again, so was I. "Look my
parents wanted me to tell you that Jeff is getting his bandages removed
in a few days, so expect a phone call inviting you to dinner soon."
"Okay, well, thank-you." I said.
He was about to turn away when I said, "Hey, listen, what you did for
Jeff... that was really respectable."
"Thanks. I heard you tried to help my brother with a fire extinguisher.
That was cool."
"Yeah? Well thanks. See you around, I guess."
"Yeah, see-ya."
I was watching him walk away when I heard a little voice beside me say,
"Cheating on your boyfriend are you?"
"I turned around, surprised. It was Marcy.
"And with his own brother none the less!" she fake gasped.
"Shut-up!" I yelled. Then I turned my head to make sure Liu didn't hear
me. He didn't.
"Lets just get to class." I grumbled.
Two days passed until the phone rang. My mom answered it. A few minutes
later she got off and told me this:
"Jeff is getting out of the hospital today Jane."
I looked up at her and said, "That's great!"
"It looks like we'll be having that free dinner in a few days!" she
chuckled.
A few hours passed and I heard a car pull into a drive-way across the
street. I looked out the window and saw Jeff's car in front of its house.
"Jeff's home." I thought. I decided to watch out of curiosity, to see
what he would look like. Dear god how wrong I was.
Next Jane The Killer Part 2.