Jason McCann Imagines

8. Hurt. (Fight/Make Up)

"Jason, please stop!" He was calling you names and was pulling you down constantly, lately. You looked down to the floor crossing your arms over your stomach scared that he'd be ashamed of you. You looked up to him to see a disgusted look cross his face. You gasped for breathe as he left the room. You hadn't known why Jason was saying things, but you were starting to believe them.

You held on to your shirt, tightly tugging it as you walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. You scratched at your chest, disgusted in yourself. It's been a year and suddenly he's switched from being your Jason to a stranger.

You wiped your eyes from the tears and stood up grabbing a bag and putting a few things in. If hes disgusted in you, he wouldn't want you here anymore. Tears ran down your face and you didn't even bother to stop them as you sobbed hysterically.

You quickly got changed in a pair of light blue jeans and your baggy jumper as you slung on your shoes, walking downstairs. You'd walked to the kitchen, putting your creamy-colored bag down for a minute near the door, whist you wrote Jason a note

Dear Jason,

I've had to go. I've left. Your a stranger, your not my Jason from when we first met. I don't understand what happened, one moment we were so happy the next you just switched and I don't understand what I have done but now I realize, if your disgusted in me, why should I be here? Just so you can call me names and tell me how ugly I am? I can't handle it no more. I loved you Jason McCann and I still do. I just can't deal with the horrible things you say. You don't make me happy. This isn't making me happy. So I've had to deal with it in my own ways. Oh and don't come looking for me. I'm way over.

Y/N

A few of your tears splattered on the paper and you went to the room, grabbed your bag and walked out the front door. You locked the door then posted the key through the letter box. It was raining. How cliche for your mood. You sighed and shook your head, rethinking some things he had called you, as you walked through the woods and to your favorite place. No body knows where it is except from your best friend.

You placed the bag down next to you as you leaned against the tree and stared at the view. Although it was raining it was still a gorgeous view. You took your hood down and felt the rain against your face as you looked up and embraced it. You loved the rain. You'd chose it over the sun any day. You'd been that way since you was a kid. You ran your hands through your hair as you stared ahead.

After around half an hour you heard your name being called. You gasped and stood up quickly. Jason? How does he know about this place? You'd never told him about it. You grabbed your bag and looked over at him as he jogged over to you.

"What are you doing here?" He said nothing but grasped you in a hug and squeezed you tightly as if he'd never let go. You pushed him away, your hands on his chest. "No Jason. I can't do this anymore." You said as you shook my head. He looked up at you slowly. "I'd never be disgusted in you. I promise. Your beautiful. I love you, please you can't leave me."

You scoffed. "You wasn't saying that when you was calling me a slut and calling me ugly." He grabbed your hands and got on his knees pleading. "I know I have no excuses for my actions and I'm so sorry baby girl. I just got jealous that you was hanging round with Ryan a lot. I'm sorry, I'll never say any thing like that again. You are beautiful, your my baby and I know I shouldn't have said." You furrowed your eyebrows.

"You did this over jealousy?" You gasped as he nodded looking down. "Jason, you should know, I love you and only you. I'd never do anything with Ryan, one he's your best friend and I love you too much to do that to you and two he has a girl friend who hes pretty happy with and he wouldn't go there."

He sighed. "I know and I realize that now, I'm sorry. Please, come back. I can't handle you not being there with me. I can't be alone. I love you. Always have, always will." He held his pinkie out and you smiled through your tears. "I love you too. Always have, always will." You repeated wrapping your pinkie around his as he bent down slightly to lean his forehead against yours.

He pulled your face in for a quick kiss. "I'm so sorry." He kept repeating as he kissed all over your face. You smiled slightly. "I forgive you, but you really need to stop getting jealous. I only have eyes for you." He smiled and pulled you in for a proper kiss and you both stayed like that for a few seconds before he pulled away and grabbed your hand pulling you to his car that was at the end of the woods.

When you got in and was getting warmed up, you turned to him and asked, "Oh and how did you know about that place?" he looked over to me and gave me an innocent look. "I rang up Y/BF/N and asked her." You rolled your eyes at him and hid the small smile that was wanting to come out.

"I told her about what happened and she told me that next time she sees me, she's going to beat me." You giggled and shook your head slightly. "That's Y/BF/N for you." He chuckled. "She's only looking out for her best friend, like anyone would." and with that we went home, changed, got cozy and watched an episode of gossip girl(which your making him watch with you, because it's just too good not to), called a pizza and spent the night together.