her camp crystal lake killer (Jason Voorhees x y/n)

TWENTY - THREE

"I'm very dissapointed the rain had to stop." I pouted. Glancing out the cleared window as I lean against the counter.

The only good thing about this was the Left over smell that lingered. The tree's always smelt amazing, and the soil looked More appealing.

Through the reflection of the Window, I see Jason rock back and forth on his heels. His Machette gripped in his hand as He points to the Closed back door.

"You're not a man you know that. You're such a big child." I smiled. I knew by now he wouldn't have Gave up an Opportunity to walk around the lake with me, but he Certainly wouldn't let me Not go.

I had a sneaking suspicion he would throw me over his shoulder just to walk around, with me Dangling over. Struggling to breath as he Steps into pot holes and over fallen tree branches.

Jason is first to move to the door, swining it open. And with one moment, the warm air Escapes outside. All the reminants of the Flickering fire gone. As the damn, chill breeze Takes over.

As I walk outside I can't help but compare the difference Between life here in Camp Crystal lake, and the life I had So Carefully built Back in campus.

Everything felt different, between the way the air felt. And Even the way I slept at night.

Granted, sleeping underground Paranoid In case rats and mice decided it would be a good idea To eat me up, kept the calming aspect away. I should have some form of Pity for wishing them dead. But I don't.

I refuse to be any Four legged Animals Next meal.

A shiver Ran down my spine at the meer thought of it.

There little Sharp teeth nawing at my skin.

If they kept rats in a bucket as a form of Tourcher, the world would be free from crime. The meer thought of a Bucket, turned upside Down with starving Rats placed on top of my stomach. Ready to Burrow their way into my stomach. Hungry for their next meal.

Jason placed his Hand Above my head.

Only then do I realise the dropplets Of rain falling from the sky, or the Slight roll of Darkened Clouds.

I can't help but Squeal as I Jog forward. A smile on my Face as I spin.

For the first time in a while I felt the weight of responsibility Leave my shoulders. I felt light, and some how Safe.

The scariest thing in these woods was Jason.

But Jason, to me at least was the equivalent of a Teddy bear. He was by far the least threating to me now.

Even as he tilts his head. His Machette resting on his Shoulder. As his Large Muscle flex's beneath his Patterned button up shirt.

Heat Rushes against my Cheeks, and crawls down my neck.

I can no longer feel the breeze. The only thing grounding me to the Earth was the Wet soil beneath my Feet, and the Droplets of Rain.

If I went back in time and told my younger self I would end up having a school girl crush on a killer. I would have fainted. I heared what Family issues would do to a girl.

But I never expected this to be my outcome.

I always thought I would continue to do my studies. Become a nurse, and grow old. Alone, and isolated away from everyone But Connor and Mabel. It wasn't because of everyone else's life choices. It was the difficulty to open up to anyone else.

Between Mabels stupid decision making and care free spirit. And connors down right protective nature. I felt like I had more friends then just two people.