Beauty and the Killer (Jason Voorhees x Reader)

Chapter 7- Something There

I was in Jason's cabin, taking care of him. He was sleeping and you were sitting on a chair, next to the bed, watching him sleeping.

He was so peaceful...Completely different of him when he's killing people...

Suddently, he opened his eyes and he looked at me with surprise.

"Goodnight" I said to him, with a smile on my face.
An awkward silence was between us. I bited my lip and I decided to create a subjet.

"Thank you...For saving me."
I looked at me, with his eyes very opened and he shaked with his head.

I gave him a smile, I stood up and I went back to my cabin.

I couldn't stop thinking about why Jason saved me. If he's a killer, shouldn't he try to kill me?

I don't understand, but I'm starting to feel bad about him.
He's here all alone, with no one to talk.
I lied on my bed and I fell asleep.

*Dream starts*

I was in my cabin alone in the night. I felt scared.

"You don't have to be scared, sweetheart." A voice said.

I turned back and I got shocked when I saw the same woman that was in Jason's Cabin.

"W-Who are you?!"

She came close to me and I took a few steps back.

"I'm Jason's mom, Pamela, darling."

I was confused. Did he kill his own mother?!

" Huh? D-Did Jason kill you?!"

"No, honey. Jason was already dead when she killed me."

"Wait, what? Jason is dead?! That's impossible!"

She came even closer to me.

"I know you're very confused. Let me tell you Jason's story" I looked at her, interested in the story "Jason was 11 when we went to this camp. I was working here as a cooker...And he used to play with you a lot, because your mother worked here too, remember?"

I looked down and I tried to remember that. I was shocking, I knew Jason as a kid? But...I was only 6 in that time...Then, I started to remember.

"Now that you say so...I think I remember playing with a boy next to the lake."

"Exacly! Out of you, he had no friends, and you were just a little child" She sighed and I felt sorry about Jason, I know how it feels to have no friends "He didn't have friends just because he was different. His face was a little...Difigured, so the other campers mocked him very much. Because he was different. And I know that you understand how it feels."

I closed my eyes...Maybe Jason and I aren't so different, after all...

"Yes...Yes I do..."

"It was very brave what you did to your father..."

Suddently, I remembered that he was all alone and I got very worried, but I tried to stay calm.

"I'm very worried. He has never been on his own..."

"Don't worry about that, sweetheart. What is important is that you are here to make him company."

"Wait! But I can't stay here forever! I always dreamed to explore the world. And to go to New York, where I was born..."

She came even closer and she looked in my eyes. Her eyes were very blue too, just like Jason's.