Jason Dean ~\~ One shots

1~ Oops

You know being me a 20 year old working at a gas station called Snappy Snack Shack in New York I am not very energetic after my last shifts. Unfortunately I have no car and don't trust taxis so I walk myself a full 5 blocks home. As I'm walking my dead beat self home from work at 1 in the morning I'm pretty cautious of my surroundings. I always carry a much needed Blade with me in my pockets at all times cause you never know what might be lurking in the dark shadows among us.

Garry Street- Block1~
Pretty quiet nothing unusual Just me and my breathing.
Elmer Street- Block 2~
Just a few passing cars, mostly taxis.
Hinton Street- Block 3~
I notice a figure behind me. Not to unusual except for the fact that I haven't seen anybody wear a trench coat since 89.
Minor Street- Block 4~
They've gotten closer. I've gotten a little stiff and started over thinking causing me to grab my pocket knife.
BlackWood Street- Block 5~
As I'm walking I feel someone grab my shoulder and I panic.

I'm so fucking Dumb. I look at the man I've just stabbed fall to the floor grunting covering the wound with his now bloody hands.

"Oof. Why the fuck would you stab me, woman? Are you fucking crazy?!".
"Omg I'm so sorry. I don't know I panicked"
"Yeah well I'm fucking bleeding because you fuckin' stabbed me. I was just gonna ask if I could use your phone to call someone ... because my fucking... phone died" he said as he paused to look at his wound. He was losing his breath.

"I'm sorry! Let me help you up and get you to the hospital.." I say picking him up and setting him to where his left arm was around my head.
"Ow! Could you be a little more gentle".
"Yeah yeah. Listen, I'm sorry.. I'll pay for you're medical bill" I say.
"No it's fine my insurance covers it".
"Oh.. okay".

It was a silent walk to the ER. I decided to loosen up the awkwardness.
"I haven't introduced myself yet. My names Veronica.. Veronica Sawer".
"Mines Jason.. Jason Dean".
"Noice"

He did a slight laugh then smirked but then I saw his pain.. the pain I caused. I haven't really studied his face. He was quite handsome. His eyes were brown. His hair was brown. His skin was pale but not to pale. His face sculpture was sharp. He was a pretty hot looking guy if I do say myself.

We finally arrived at our destination and Jason looked relieved. We walked in and I helped him get papers signed and him ready to go get the treatment he needs to heal.

"Miss, you need to wait in the waiting room" the doctor said to me as the other doctors put Jason in a wheelchair and rolled him into a room.
"Oh ok.. well can you give him a note? Please".
He sighed, "sure".
I grabbed a piece of paper I had in my pocket and realized I didn't have a pen.
"Can you uh.." I looked at him and then at the blank paper. He nodded and handed me a pen.

Note: hey Jason it's pretty late so I should head home but I wanted to say I'm sorry, again I really am and I hope you can get back to me. 918-***-****.