Jason Voorhees's Girl

CHAPTER 7

I made one last attempt to call out for Jason. "JASON!!PLEASE!!!" I held onto every thread of hope possible to no avail. "Come here yo- AACK!!" he screamed out. He was cut short by something, something that made him scream in pain. I stopped dead in my tracks. I wheeled around to see what had happened to my chaser, but not to what I was expecting. There he was pinned off the ground to a tree by a machete covered in dripping blood...
He was pinned to the tree through his stomach, mouth spitting up blood. His eyes were filled with shock and fear, something I thought I'd never see. Jason stepped out across from the tree the man was pinned to. Relief flooded over my body. Jason ripped the machete from the tree, out of the guy's stomach, and into his hand by his side. The man fell to the ground and landed with a loud thud on the ground. Jason stared angrily at him. The man was still half alive. "Jason!" I cried out as I ran to him. He quickly looked at me, his gaze softened, and he dropped his machete. He opened his arms wide like church doors. I collided with him and hugged him like there was no tomorrow. He held me for a long time, I sighed my relief. He release his hold as I pulled myself from him. I stared at the man sitting against the tree. I leaned into Jason and laid my hands on his chest. The man was still alive and gazing up at me in surprise. "help... me..Crystal..." I made out these few words out of what seemed to be a plea for help. I thought of all the wrongs he had done to me, why would there be any reason I should spare him? He never spared me the pain... I pushed away from Jason and picked up the machete behind him. I held it up to the man's neck. I swallowed hard and through my gritted teeth and only had this to say..."Burn in Hell..." I then slit his throat and watched the light drain from his eyes. It felt good to watch him suffer as I had. Jason came up behind me when it was over and took the machete from me.