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Reliving The Past - Jason Voorhees

You wake with a start. You try to sit up, but it hurts to do so, so you stare at the ceiling, sighing as your head throbs.

It's still night out, so you try to be quiet as you walk through the streets, jamming to your music.

Suddenly, you hear footsteps behind you. Now, normally, people your age would look behind them to see who or what it was, but seeing as you are jamming to your favorite song, you quite honestly don't care if you die or not, as long as you get to jam to your music as you die.

You stop walking, still jamming to your music. You smirk, taking out a knife from your pocket. "I know you're there." You say, now fully smiling. The footsteps stop right behind you, and you hear wind whoosh across the air behind you as you are taken into a headlock.

"Drop. The. Knife." A deep husky voice says. You laugh maniacally, then stab your knife into his hand. He slices your back as he staggers back. You hiss in pain, then stand up straight, looking your attacker up and down.

Flashback:

You stare at the boy as he smiles at you, holding out some flowers. "T-They're for you..." He says. "Thank you." You reply softly, taking them. Youa accidentally drop one, so he leans down and picks it up, tucking it behind your ear. You blush as he says, "Now you are complete. You look... beautiful.." he murmurs.

Flashback 2:

"Jason! NO!" you yell as he steps in front of you. "Don't touch her!" He hisses at the man. "Jason...he has a gun!" You whisper, trembling. He shakes his head, then whispers, "I love you, y/n." You stare at him in shock, and before you can answer, he runs in front of the man tackling him to the ground.

You scream as a shot is fired. It jolts Jason, but doesn't kill him. He kills the man with a knife, then collapses to the ground, dead.

Or so you thought.

Back to reality:

You stare at him, tears welling in your eyes. "J-Jason..?!" You ask, and he releases you, shocked.

"Y-Y/n.. I-" he stops, closing th gap between you. He then tips your chin up, kissing you passionately. You kiss him back, tears streaming down your face. You break off the kiss, then say, "I love you too, Jason. I always have...and I'm sorry I didn't say it before." He nods, then in his husky voice responds, "I know, baby, I know." He then picks you up, carrying you back to his apartment, bridal style.