"What the hell are you doing here in the middle of the woods… with them?!" Jeff growled, obviously angry. Why the hell was he angry?

"I could ask you the same… why are you in the middle- oh wait… you're a murderer. You hang out in the woods at night." I slurred and rolled my eyes. He gave me a funny look.

"What… (y/n)?" Jeff went on in a quiet tone.

"Yeaaah…?" I slurred again in response.

He paused. "Are you drunk?

My eyebrows rose in response. How did he notice? My mind feels hazy but… I didn't think it was so obvious. "What? Nooo…" He raised an eyebrow. "What is that look for?! Even if I am, why do you care?!" I shouted in frustration, not keeping back my thoughts.

"I didn't say I care. It was a question, for fucks sake." He answered, rather aggressively.

"Oh… okay." I looked down. Did he really have to be so rude…?! I took a step forward and walked past him slowly.

"Heh, you're not afraid of me now, as I see…" Jeff chuckled.

"Nope… not at a—AH!" I felt my head hit a hard, rough surface, and a cold hand over my throat. My mind didn't let me register properly what was in front of me, and blurred my vision. "Ah great… you could've given me a concussion! Like I wasn't feeling dizzy enough…OW!" Jeff's hand pulled down on my hair with force.

"You know, just because we became kind of close last night…" He paused. "That definitely doesn't mean I am in love with you." He pulled again, to which I winced. "Or, that you can say whatever you want. Are we fucking clear?"

Well that was a nice way to put it. "Kind of close?" I uttered in disbelief.

"Yeah."

"Well okay. I get it now. I won't look for you anymore." I looked down at his hand, tears threatening to escape my eyes. "You can let me go now."

He wasn't saying anything, and his hand wasn't moving. "Tell me."

"Huh, what?" I asked again. What did he want after rejecting me? Well he didn't reject me exactly but…

"Who were the people you were with?" Jeff asked in a curious tone.

"So you say those things to me but you also stalk me?! If you wanna know that badly, they're friends."

"(y/n)?! What are you doing?" I heard a voice shout behind Jeff. It was Luke.