We're Best Friends I Guess...(Jeff The Killer X Male Reader)

Chapter Twenty Three: Wake Up

[WARNING!!! PEDOPHILIC BEHAVIOR WITHIN THIS CHAPTER]

"Hey buddy, you wanna come hang out with me for a bit, your Dad said it was alright?" Uncle Harry said smiling, the creasing of his eyes crinkling. Jeffery would occasionally peeked up to show he was engaging with his Uncle but found his Spider-Man coloring book more appealing than this current conversation.

"No thank you, I'm coloring! See! Up up and away web!!" Jeffery imitated Toby Maguire, mimicking the hand motion from the 2002 Spider-Man movie. His Uncle nodded and listened, taking a seat next to him on the rugged floor.

"Oh woooow. That's neat. How come you don't want to spend time with Uncle though? You don't love me anymore?" Jeffery could hear a fake pout from his relative. The feeling came back in his tummy again.. Which reminded him to when he would get the dookies... His body began to heat up around him, making his face feel fuzzy with heat. A large rough hand was placed down his back. Rubbing in painful long circles. Which made Jeffery stop coloring. He didn't like that his Uncle was touching.

"I don't like that Uncle Harry..." Jeffery's palms started to sweat as he gripped his red rouge crayon.

"Awww what's wrong little buddy you use to love hanging out with Uncle Harry." Jeff felt small within his Uncle's touch. The boy scrunched up his shoulders as he bore his blue eyes into his unfinished coloring page. Wishing for his hand to leave his back... but it never did. In fact his Uncle's large hand grazed down his spine, getting dangerously close to his rear. Which frightened Jeffery because he knew where this was going next and he didn't like it.

"I don't like that you're touching me Uncle Harry..." Jeffery expressed uncomfortably. He didn't like being touched by anyone. Period.

"Awww don't be like that buddy. Do you want me to ask Liu to 'hang out' with me instead?" It was then Jeff registered what his Uncle meant by hanging out... He means taking  showers together and 'picture time'... Neither of which Jeffery liked nor did he want his brother to experience. The boy's head snapped to face his relative, shaking his head 'no' feverishly.

"N-No! Don't ask Liu to hang out with you... I'll go..." Jeffery said with reluctance. He didn't want Liu to feel what he was feeling. He didn't want Liu to get hurt and sad.. It's just what Mama said, it was his job to keep his baby brother safe, like a big boy. His Uncle's hand cupped his bottom, massaging the muscle. Causing Jeffery's breathing hitched, tears started to prickle from his eyes as he watched his Uncle Harry's face spread into a pleased smile.

"See I knew you wanted to come, come on Bud, let's get going." His Uncle removed himself from Jeff's side, extending a hand for his nephew to hold. Jeff didn't want to leave the safety of his room, he also didn't want his Uncle to touch him anymore... but he had no choice. He needed to make sure Uncle Harry wouldn't touch his brother. So he grabbed his hand, letting his Uncle walk him out, leaving his coloring page half filled... It was then he prayed for the spidery hero to rescue him but even he knew no help would come. It never did.
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Jeffery hated the way the medicine made him feel. Flashes from his Uncle's camera came into his blurred field of vision. He groaned from how sluggish his body felt. His brain was fuzzy and his limbs felt like lead.

"That's it, good job Jeffery. I'll get gentle with you when I'm done." No... Please don't be gentle... He hated the way his rough hands felt upon his skin. It always burned. Jeffery whimpered, unable to see properly. His eyelids kept closing shut, preventing from seeing where his Uncle was. The shutter of the camera reverberated throughout his head. Echoing within his mind, stoning his resolve in hating his picture being taken. He. Hated. Pictures.
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"Go ahead, pick out which game you want Buddy." It was like clockwork. He'd 'hang' with his Uncle, get drowsy with medicine, have his pictures taken, and then they'd go to GameStop so Jeffery could pick out his reward for being a good boy. Jeffery held himself, rubbing out the sleepiness from his eyes in an attempt to wake up. Out of all the games he knew which one he wanted, he remembered watching his older cousin play it on his Xbox 360 and begged his parents to get it for him but they wouldn't buy it since it was rated M for mature. So he grabbed it and lifted it up for his Uncle to see. Uncle Harry pulled his glasses to the tip of his nose to get a better view at what he was looking at.