Could I really love him? (Jason x reader)

Chapter 6-Emotions

Y/n's POV:
He stopped walking and paused for a moment.
"Paul, dead. Ginny, escaped. Ted,dead."
Ted is dead? My best friend dead? I continued walking to the shower house not giving Jason a second glance. I don't think I could love him after what he just told me.

I stepped out of the shower feeling nice and warm. But were was my towel? I walked around the corner were I kept my clothes to be faced with Jason. I quickly ran back into the shower hoping Jason wouldn't see more than he already did. Then, a towel dropped over my head onto the tile floor. Oh my god this boy. I wrapped the towel around my chest/waist and walked out to be greeted with Jason once more.
"Jason I need you to wait outside while I change".
He did his usually pause before making a decision before walking out of the shower house.

I got changed into sweatpants and a hoodie, then brushed my hair and teeth. Then, I thought for a moment, should I try to escape through the window?Surely he wouldn't know. I tip-toed to the window, I opened it as quietly as possible. But before I hopped out Jason was already on the other side. I rolled my eyes and hopped out anyways.
"Mother said you'd try and escape".
I kept my head down not replying nor looking at him. I knew he was a murderer...but I just had some hope for Ted.

We walked back to the Cabin not exchanging any words to each other. I fixed us some food and we ate together silently. He then brought me back to the bedroom and locked me inside. I rested my head on my pillow wanting to cry, I'm all alone now, no way out, no way to escape. Jason walked up to the bed looking down at me, I turned and faced the wall not wanting to even look at him.
"Mad?"
He asked. Of course I was mad but I think I was mostly sad than mad.

"I'm sorry" .

Sorry? Jason was sorry? I looked back at him to see his eye in a sympathetic manner. I knew he could feel some emotions, but sympathy? It almost made me feel bad for mistreating him, but I have a right to feel this way. I got up and turned to face him with my back leaning on the hard headboard.
"Jason..it's okay...you just don't understand..emotions...or your actions for that matter."
He walked closer to the bed and reached out to be grabbing a hold of my cheek. I responded by just leaning in to his touch. I then could feel my eyes tear up not just because of Ted, but because i knew Jason was really sorry. I could understand that Jason didn't know what to to to comfort me so I held my arms out for his embrace. He got into the bed and held me close to him, putting his fingers in my hair,holding me close.

I think I could teach him how to feel.

"Now Jason, if you want me to stay you must listen to what I tell you, mkay?"
He let go of me and nodded. He then did something unexpected he laid down in between my legs and rested his head in my stomach, at first I held my arms in the hair not knowing how to react to his sudden movements, then I rested one on his back and one his head.
"*sight* what am I going to do with you"

I woke up to him still holding me close. I'm guessing this his his was of apologizing.
"Jason~" I called out to wake him.
His head tilted upwards to face me, so cute, I thought. His brown innocent seeming eye looking at me lovingly.
"Jason why don't we fix your mask a lil bit so I can more of you."
He then buried his face into my stomach.
"No".
"Why not Jason?" I asked calmly.
"You'll think...I'm a monster"
I petted his back softly in a a reassuring way, poor thing.
"I promise I won't think that, I promise Jason."
He shot my another glance before nodding in agreement.

After I've cut another hole for his eye I also cut the back a little on the bottom to reveal his mouth, probably a lot easier to eat this way.
"Now, do you want something to eat?"
He nodded and gave me a smile.

After giving him his plate he ate it faster than me as perusal, after finishing my food, I'd thought I'd get to know him more and how he thought of me.
"So Jason, I'm going to ask some personal questions is that alright?"
He gave me a nod, but by the looks of his eyes I could tell he was worried.
"First, I'd like to know why you chose me to help you and no one else."
"You don't blame"
"I'm sorry can you be more specific"
"You don't blame me for my revenge"
Ah I get it know, I'm sure everyone does blame him for what he's done.But, everyone is a killer or a psycho If you push them enough.
"You're right I don't, you've been through hell and back Jason anyone would have gone crazy.But, i don't think you're crazy, I think you're hurt."
I saw some tears fall from his eyes, which made me want to cry. I gave him a hug which he responded with holding me tight against him, pressing his head against my neck. I could hear faint muffled cries escaping his mouth.
"You poor boy"
I said while rubbing his back.

"Thank you".

Another knew emotion I've seen from him, gratitude. It made me feel good about myself, me showing him how to feel. I hope he gets better. But what about me? Will I be able to leave? Do I want to leave? I mean I have a life to live but, I think he needs me more than ever.

But do I need him?

1021 words.

A/n:
Better not leave that poor boy >:(