Yandere Jason the Toymaker x Reader

Chapter 9

Shaun looks toward the noise and see the door open slowing while a dim light goes on. The figure comes closer and shaun see that it is (Y/N) crying. "A-are you okay (Y/N)?" "Yes, I'm fine, Shaun" she says while picking up the chained lock from the cell. She pulls out a key from her pocket and unlocks the chain and opens the door to my cell.
        *Shaun's POV*
        "Are you letting me free?" I ask (Y/n) while she opens the cell. She stays quiet, not answering my question. "I had to lie to, Jason so he leave, you believe me right, (Y/n)?" I lie through my teeth, looking at her hopefully she buys my lie. She looks at me and nods "Sure Shaun, I believe you." She opens up her arms for me to hug her. I sigh in relief, she's stupider than I thought. I ran up and embrace her in my arms. "I believe that you are fucking liar!" She shouts. "Wh-" my eyes grew wide and I feel pain in my stomach, feeling warmth, I look down and see blood. "Did you honestly think that I will fall for your tricks after I heard you talking to Jason?" she responds with venom. I start to lose vision, my minds go to Sophie, how can I be so harsh on her when she was actually trying to help me? I was an awful boyfriend to her but I still loved her, know she will end up getting hurt because of me or even worse die. "Sophie..."  I managed to mutter out. 
        *Regular POV*
        Shaun mutters out his final word making (Y/n) angry, she jabs the knife deeper into Shaun twisting it in the process. Shaun spits out blood and falls on the floor to his death. (Y/n) drops the knife and looks on the floor to see Shaun's broken phone noticing an SD card. Walking to it and picking it up she remembers the new phone Jason gave her in her room.
               (Y/N) opens her room door and sees Jason sitting on the bed. Emotions rush over her and she runs to Jason crying. Wrapping his arms around her, he starts to pet her hair to calm her down. "W-wh-what have i-i-I done? I k-killed someone" (Y/n) cries out staring at her blood stained hands. "I'm so sorry that you have to go through that doll" Jason says hugging her closer. (Y/n) buries her head into Jason's chest, Jason smiling to himself and placing a kiss on top of her head. "My plan worked out perfectly, she never had a choice to leave to begin with. Now to get rid of Sophie." Jason snaps back to reality when he feels (Y/n) remove herself from the embrace. He cups her cheeks into his hands and wipe away the tears. He stares into those sad (e/c) eyes and feels happy with himself. He manipulate the outcome and to the eyes he is staring at right now, they will think he is the hero for being there for comfort. 
(Y/n) holds onto his hands and removes them from her cheeks, "I'm feeling a bit tired" her (e/c) eyes losing the shine to them. "Of course, doll, but you understand I can't leave you by yourself. Especially what you just went through, right?" He pulls her towards the bed and closes the blinds to them. (If you forgot what the bed looks like, it's in a chapter) "W-what are you doing?!" The shine comes back due to embarrassment, she covers her red face with her hands. Jason lets out a small chuckle, "Don't worry, doll. I won't do anything to you. Unless you consent to it though" he smirks removing the hands out of (Y/n)'s face to see the reaction. Her face got even redder and was a stuttering mess. Jason snorts "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, doll. I'm a gentleman" "Don't tease me like that" (Y/n) says with a pouty look. "Alright I won't, now it's time to rest" he says pulling her towards him and laying down. Jason starts to hum her favorite song and stroking her hair until she finally falls asleep. "Rest well my doll"
*time skip to (y/n)'s POV*
I wake up feeling well rested "What a strange dream" I  thought sitting up, but something pulls me back down. I squeak in response and open my eyes again meeting closed ones with beautiful eyelashes, sleeping soundly. Letting a sharp inhale not daring to move, scared waking up the sleeping male. "It wasn't a dream.." I start to hiccup trying to keep in the tears from spilling out from the memories. I lift up my arms to cover my face but see dried blood covering them. I lay them back down and lay there emotionless, still being held by the sleeping man. My mind starts to wonder of why the people I thought were there for me,  weren't. Was it my fault that they didn't like me? What did I do for them to make them hate me so much? Or... is it because of him? I look back up to see the man's face, but this time his eyebrows were furrowed down and his grip tightens on me, pulling me closer to him. "Im sorry, doll, but I have to leave. I don't know when I will be back, but don't forget about me please. Promise me... promise me that I'll be your only friend. Don't forget please" tears start to drip from his eyes, grip tightening even more. "Jason.. Jason I can't breathe!" I mange to squeak out, putting my bloody hands on his face. He doesn't respond. My vision starts to get blurry and at the last second I scream out "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH" he jumps up scared letting me go and looks around the bed, then looking down at my figure breathing for air. "What happened doll?" He says scooping me up and placing me on his lap. "What happened? What happened?! I'll tell you what happened! You were squishing me to death and you wouldn't wake up when I was saying your name so I had to scream." I say super fast, turning my body to face him, his legs in between mine. I place my hands on his shoulders and start to shake him back and forth. His head moving back and forth laughing out loud towards my reaction. "Im sorry, I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you" he says wrapping an arm on my hips and lifting up my chin to face him. Now realizing the position I was in, my face turns red, "S-stop teasing me like that!" I say climbing off of him. I start to climb off the bed when he grabbed my arm, I look back to face him "Where are you going?" He asked scooting closer to me. "I need to use the restroom, it's morning, I want to take a shower." I trail of looking down at my bloody hands. "Alright doll, follow me. I lead you to the restroom"
*Jason's POV*
While (Y/n) is taking a shower, I ordered my wax maid dolls to start preparing breakfast for the both of us. I walk to my workshop and start to design a new toy. "What are you going to do with her?" I look down and see Hopper climbing up on top the work table but having trouble. I bent down and put him on the table. "I'm not going to do anything to her" I say continuing to work on the toy. "So far I have her where I want her." A small smile forming on my lips "And if she tries to escape or turns on you?" Hopper says with a hint of worry in his voice. "Aww, how sweet, you care about her." I say putting a workshop knife close to his face "If she even tries to do what you are so worried about, then she will turn out like the rest of them" I say looking up at the wax maid dolls, my eyes turning green. "Jason..." I hear a familiar voice speak up, I snap my head to the direction where its coming from and see (Y/N) my eyes go wide, "Shit. Did she hear me?" "Hey, doll, what's the matter?" I ask noticing that she is peaking her head from the corner of the wall. "Jason these clothes are a bit revealing, don't you think?" (think of an outfit that's not too revealing but kinda is cause there's no way i'm searching that up XD) she whispers quietly. I put down my tools and walk towards her, "Doll I can't see you if you are hiding" I chuckle sticking my hand out to her. She looks at my hand and back up at me blushing a bit. "How cute" she grabs my hand and I pull her towards me. "You look lovely doll, not revealing at all. Now come, it's time to eat breakfast." I pull out a chair for her to sit on and push it towards the table, a wax maid doll comes by and serves us our breakfast. 
(Y/n) POV*
When I got out of the shower I saw clothes on top of the counter and I put them on, when I saw myself in the mirror I blush a bit, its too revealing for my taste but I don't want to wear my bloody clothes from yesterday. I walk towards the workshop and I hear Jason talking to someone, I couldn't make out what they were saying, all I heard was "like the rest of them" "Jason.." I say quietly but loud enough for him to hear, he snaps his head towards me, his eyes widening, I notice for a split second that his eyes were green but turn back to that soft yellow. I noticed that his appearance changes when he gets angry, was he getting angry? If so for what reason? After our conversation, Jason took me into the dinning area to eat breakfast, a wax doll dressed as a maid served me my plate with my (f/b) (favorite breakfast). I look up at Jason who tilted his head and smiled at me. I start to eat a bit and look back up to see that Jason is STILL staring at me. My face heats up to the embarrassment and awkwardness. While I was eating I remembered the dream I first had of a doll warning me about Jason. I swallowed hard and put down my utensil, I want to ask him but I'm scared of his reaction. "What's wrong doll? Are you full?" I hear his voice say, I look up at him to see concern in his eyes. "U-u-um Jason?" "Yes, doll?" I place my hand on my lap and look down "A-are you evil?" the room was silent, too silent that it seemed loud. "Why, would you ask such a thing?" he says, I still don't look up but I can tell he was hurt. "W-w-well, I had a dream awhile ago, where the r-room was pitch black. I tripped on a doll that was in a room that looks l-like your workshop." "Go on" I flinch, his voice a little darker than before. "She s-sat up and told me something" "What did she say, doll?" I feel my chest tightening and my breathing getting shallow. "What did she say, Doll?" I hear his chair scoot and in the corner of my eyes I see the wax dolls dressed as maids stiffen, seemed like fear. My chin gets grabbed and forced to look up at Jason. "I will not ask again, (Y/n)" My breathing starts to quicken, something about him saying my real name is scary. "S-she told me not to trust you!" I shut my eyes tight blurting out the answer. The hand releases my chin, I open one eye and then the other and look up at Jason. Hes smiling a closed eye smile but his hair is white, his arms are the rotting skin now with the sharp nails. When he opens his eyes they were that bright green color. "And what did the doll look like?" Out of fear I described the doll the best I could remember, "If you would excuse me, doll" He walks out the room and slams the doors loudly, things are heard to be crashing down or being thrown, "WHERE IS THAT FUCKING DOLL?!"