Jeff The Killer (love story)

When He Gets Jealous

Jeff was taking you to Dairy Queen to get something cold since it was the middle of July and 100°F outside. You walked into the restaurant and continued until you got to the counter. "What would you like?" asked Jeff. You were about to give your oder until the cashier spoke. "Are you having trouble deciding? If so, I know what exactly you'd like." He said while winking. Jeff started to get mad clenching his teeth and forming his hands into fists. You looked over at Jeff and grabbed hold of his hand. "It's okay, I got this." you whispered to him. "I would like a vanilla ice cream cone with sprinkles." you said. "And I would like a hot fudge sunday." said Jeff. The cashier smiled and put in your orders. "Are you sure you don't want to take up on that offer I gave you?" the cashier said while starring you straight in the eyes. You felt a bit uncomfortable. Jeff soon jumped on top of the counter and grabbed the cashier by his shirt. "Don't you dare talk to her that way! She is young lady, not no f*cking wh*re. Just give us our food and leave her the h*ll alone you b*stard!" The cashier quickly got your order and handed it to Jeff shaking like crazy. You then walked out of the place. You look over at Jeff you seemed to be calming down. "Thanks Jeff." you said as you laid your hand on his shoulder. "It's no problem. No guy should EVER talk to a girl in that way." he said. He then kissed you. After that you guys continued your day normally.