John Kramer imagines (book 2)

he saves you from being harassed (part 2)

Two years went by, John had shown me a way of life that I'd never imagined before. He made me happy, he was amazing and I couldn't of asked for anyone else to have beside me. He had stopped my smoking, he made me appreciate my life, I felt so much better about myself, with him beside me, nothing else mattered. He was all I needed in this world. We had been close for a long time, but nothing ever came of it, we were just friends, even if I wanted more, I'd always wanted more. I'd gone out for the day to get some shopping and other things, it was getting late and I was heading back home, when I get a text. I check my phone, seeing John had sent me one. Weird. 'Don't come home. I have something important to show you, wait for me at the park.' I walked over to the park, which wasn't too far away, so I didn't mind. I sit down at the bench, as I looked around, I was confused what was going on. "Hey." I turn, seeing John stood in front of me. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" He smiled, "I need to show you something, can you trust me?" I nodded, as I stood up, he took my hand, as he was leading me somewhere. We kept walking for a while, I didn't really know where, but it seemed sketchy. I frown, as we stop on this abandoned looking building, I'd never seen it before. "Where have you taken me?" He looked at me, as he sighed. "This is what I've been hiding for the past- I don't even know how long." He watched my eyes, "Hiding? Hiding what?" I didn't understand, what did he even mean? "Tell me."

"I'm going to show you." He took my hand again, as he led me inside, I didn't really know where I was going, it was filled with files of paper, drawings and some electrical stuff. "John, what is this?" I look back at him, he leaned back slightly. The silent was killing me. "You've followed the stories.. about the Jigsaw killer. No one knows who he is. These people.. they've gone missing for years, it was no big deal." I watch him, crossing my arms. "Why are you telling me this? Get to the point." I didn't understand what was happening. "You have to understand.. those weren't murders. I- I didn't kill anybody." I shake my head, "What the fuck did you do?!" I shouted, as he took a deep breath. "I didn't kill them, y/n. I'm not a killer." He pulled up a screen, there was a group of people, they were all tied against a wall, to barbed wire, with buckets on their heads, with a slit in the eyes. An alarm sounded, as I notice the metal on the walls, the barbed wire pulled them forwards, into the spikes, as they all screamed. "John- what the fuck is this? Was this you?" I look at him, "I am the man you call Jigsaw." He admitted, I felt like I couldn't breathe, I didn't want to believe this. "No.. no. No, you can't be." I whisper, as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "It's me, y/n. I am Jigsaw." I shove him back, "And there was me thinking you'd changed. Get the hell away from me." He pulled my arm, shoving me back into him. "I did it all for us, y/n. Now you know the truth, we can be happy. Right?"

"No, John! Are you out of your fucking mind?! Not okay!" I felt his grip on my arm, as I shove him harder, he chuckled. "I'm stronger than I look, darling, don't try that with me." He pushed me back into the chair, trapping me there, his knee between my legs. "What the fuck do you want from me?" I glared at him, the light was so bright against my face, I could barely see him. "I want you to look in the mirror and see what you can be. What I can make you." He grabbed my face with his hand, as he looked into my eyes. "This is the face you'll always remember. The face you'll fear the most, the face you will love the most. I can be your worst nightmare, but I can also be your best fucking friend. Don't mess with me." He told me, I take a shaky breath, as he suddenly let me go. My head was spinning, I didn't know what to think. "I stuck by you, John. I really did. If you wanted to kill me, you could have. Easily." He turned, "Killing is distasteful!" He shouted, as I flinched, looking away. "Why?" I whisper, as he crossed his arms, watching me. "I do not kill, y/n. I do what has to be done. If you do not appreciate this life, you do not deserve it." I nodded, as I walk towards the door. "I wish you'd never saved me the night we met. Maybe it would of saved me the trouble of knowing who you truly are." I slam the door, as I walk out of there, it was pouring with rain as I walked outside, the cold air made me shiver. "Don't fucking walk away from me, y/n. Don't."

I turn back, seeing John had followed right after me, I take a deep breath, all I could hear was the rain, I close my eyes, as I look up at the sky. I didn't care anymore. I felt free. "I want to go back." He pulled me into his arms, he held me from behind, as I lean back into him, I got lost in this moment. "Anywhere." I turn and look at him, "I didn't want to fall in love with you, John. I never planned for a moment I would." He cupped my face, as he looked into my eyes. "Neither did I." The rain began to slacken off, both of us soaked through. "I still love you." I told him, as he kissed me suddenly, I close my eyes as pull myself into him, feeling lost in that moment. Knowing I'd be okay. He was there for me.

That was everything I'd need in this world.

(The end 😭🤍)