"Hi I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs" Olaf says, and I just stare at the TV. That line usually makes me laugh, I guess I'm just not in the mood.
I sigh deeply looking at my phone, to see no notifications, and find my eyes starring at the ceiling.
I look at the time to see it is 11:27, and I yawn. I should get going to bed if I wanna go to school tomorrow.
I turn the television and the lights off, pulling blankets over my head, cuddling with them.
A cracking sound comes from the other side of the room and I jump up and start breathing heavy.
My window fly's open and I jump out of the covers, scared shitless, watching the window
Someone flies through the window, landing on their feet. I see the shadow of the 6 foot tall man and I freeze.
He walks to the lights and flicks them in the reveal Jason, with a bloody slash along his jawline
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I stand up walking quickly to him and looking at his face and placing my hand on his opposite cheek.
"What happened Jay" I whisper to him softly, with my head tilted all the way up to look at his face.
"Nothing baby I'm fine, I just came over to apologize for the other day I-"
"Jason its okay you don't need to apologize. Please tell me what happened" I whine to him and look at the cut.
"Don't worry too much about me baby, I'm fine, its just a little cut love, it will heal" he say shrugging
I frown, getting upset that he will not tell me what happened. He looks into my sad eyes and sighs.
"Get over here munchkin" he says pulling my over to him at tilts his head down to kiss me. We pull away and he stares down at my small figure.
"I love those lips so much baby girl" he says biting his lip.
I hug him, cuddling my head into his chest, and he winces in pain and I back away
"Jason? Are you hurt?" I whisper to him, I take another step away as his eyes turn darker
"Baby I'm fine I-"
"Jason, please just let me help you" I whine, walking back to him, grabbing both of his hands.
He sighs an 'okay', and takes his leather jacket off, places it on the bed, and pulling his back T-shirt off, reveal some with scars, and some freshly done wounds.
I gasp "Jason oh my god! How were you just going to let those be!" I whisper in a mad voice at him.
I grab his hand guiding him to my bathroom, and he sits on the toilet seat, while I get the first aid kit out of the cabinet.
