Deathly Plot

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*Your POV*

I quickly escaped the room before Jason could stop me.

I don't want anything to do with him anymore.

Jason's obsession with me is just another prison.

And I'm dependent on myself to get out of it.
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Hours after bailing on Jason and hiding from him, I formulated a plan.

I know I can't leave this place without getting caught, so there's only one other way to go home.

I have to kill Jason.

Maybe staying here for so long messed up my mind, but that seemed like the only reasonable thing to do.

If I get rid of Jason, I won't have to worry about him being too close to me anymore.

His possession and control over me will end.

Now I'm sorry that I ever developed feelings for him, because I can't just deny them.

For my own sake, I have to.

If I want to get out of here alive, I should.

Because I can't let him get to me any more than he already has.

Before, I thought Jason couldn't take anything more from me than he already had, but I was wrong.

He stole my sanity, and my heart.
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Don't tell me I'm crazy.

Don't tell me I'm wrong.

Murder is the only way out of this place, I'm sure of it.

I've killed someone before.

And back then I was scared.

I was afraid that I could ever do something like that with my own two hands.

It was all an accident.

But this time, I'll be murdering someone on purpose.

And there will be no regrets.

So at midnight, I snuck the sharpest knife I could find from the kitchen and crept upstairs into Jason's bedroom.

He slept peacefully, and I almost felt sorry for what I was about to do.

It's a shame to think that I ever loved you...

I climbed onto the bed and brought the knife closer to his chest.

Hesitation stopped me from making a further move.

Do it.

End him.

My hand trembled and tears threatened to fall from my eyes.

Jason stirred in his slumber, frightening me.

I can't do this.

My sane mind slowly took over again.

No, I have to do this.

I inched the weapon closer to Jason's chest, about to stab him.

The moment that will set me free starts now.

In a split second, Jason was fully awake, and he had a steady grip on my weaponized arm.

I couldn't see his expression in the dark, but I knew it was cold and unforgiving.

"You're trying...to kill me?" He asked harshly.

He squeezed my wrist until I released the knife, letting it hit the floor.

With powerful strength, he lifted me up before I could move and slammed me into the wall.

Most of my time spent in this house is here, trapped between it and Jason.

Except he wasn't flirting with me this time.

I groaned in pain and Jason stared cruelly into my eyes, not caring that he had hurt me.

"Why?" He questioned.

"Why do you want me dead?"

"You're scaring me Jason." I murmured.

"You know what the f*ck scares me?" He seethed.

"A knife to my f*cking chest!"

I remained quiet.

"Apparently I'm too kind to you...that's going to change." He spoke roughly to me.

This side of Jason was completely new to me.

Seeing him this angry is terrifying.

"I can be the tough Jason that you obviously want. If that's the side of me you want, that's the side you get." He growled.

"From now on Y/N, whatever I say goes. And if you disobey so much as one order, you don't want to know what I'll do."

Normally, I would've tested him.

But this Jason was not the type that I wanted to screw around with.

He seemed angry enough to strangle me on the spot.

I had thought that I would never regret this, but I can't express how much I do.

Jason hurled me to the floor.

My head banged into it, causing an excruciating pain to shock through me.

"You betrayed me in the worst way." He muttered.

"And yet...I still love you..."

That's the end of Part 19 :)
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