There's pain in every kiss~ Jason x Michael- dc

Friends or saviors

Jason woke up in shock. He was sweating. His face was red and pink. *Fuck* thought Jason as he felt himself tense up. Jason got up and went into the bathroom to take another shower.
"Now it's little Mikey's turn~" Freddy laughed.
Michael felt like he woke up, but didn't. *Where the hell am I?* Michael said confused in his mind. " You're in the dream world~" said a voice. Michael new this voice. He had to deal with Freddy before. "I bet you love your new boyfriend? Don't ya~" Michael stood there. He wrote on a piece of paper.
"How the hell do you know who he his?" Michael was going to give it to the demon, but the demon had already read what he had to say. "So you do like him~" Freddy stared at Michael and started to smile. "And... What if i do like him? I don't know him. He tried to kill me. He probably hates me, and-" Freddy slapped the paper out of Michael's hands. Michael wanted to punch him, but before he could Freddy disappeared. *shit* Michael thought in his head. Then Freddy did the same thing to Michael as he did to Jason.
Freddy showed him how Jason was sweating and tensing up. Michael's face went crazy with red. "I don't believe you." Michael wrote. Before Freddy went to Michael Jason wrote the same thing to Freddy that night, but Freddy was showing them what really happened.
Michael woke up. He felt slimy stuff in his bed. *FUCKING GREAT* Michael yelled in his head. He got up and took a nice, long, hot, steamy shower. He got out changed into his suit and ate breakfast. He then, walked out of his house. The trees glistened in the sunlight. The wind was cold and calming. Michael sighed and sat on the ground. He leaned his back against a tree. A few minutes later he saw Jason. Jason turned to see Michael waving. He went to the edge of the border. Michael did too, but stated back a little more. He gave a note to Jason. "Hi" Michael wrote shyly. Jason waved. "I'm sorry I ran away" "it's o.k...." "I didn't mean to." Jason sat down on the damp ground. "Can we forget that this happened?" Jason shook his head. "I don't forget." Jason said stepping forward.
Soon they began seeing each other mouth after mouth, Week after week., and day after day.
Suddenly Jason didn't come one day. Michael shrugged it off. The next day came. Michael was carrying a bucket of water. *If Jason won't go to the water I will bring the water to him.* Michael thought while smiling under his mask. He saw Jason at the tree sitting down waiting for him. Jason saw Michael and waved.
Jason stood up as Michael waved. "What's in that bucket?" Jason wrote down in confusion. "A surprise!" Michael wrote. The talked for about an hour. They loved to write to each other. Sometimes Jason would let Michael over the border, but that was rare. They enjoyed spending time together, but they would never touch each other at any time unless one of them was hurt or sick.
Michael was about to leave, but he remembered about Jason's wet surprise. "Ready for your surprise?" Michael asked. Jason nodded. Michael got the bucket . "Wait Michael if it's water I don't-" Jason was soon stopped. Michael had dumped the water on him. Jason was paralyzed in shock and angry. "What's wrong?" Michael asked in confusion.
He saw Jason's eyes go darker until they were almost red. Michael stepped back. Jason pulled Michael by his shirt and threw him hard until he hit a tree.
Michael could feel his bones cracking. Jason stepped over the border into Michael's forest. Tears came down Michael's eyes. The pain was excruciating. It's like having your spin broken with a sledgehammer. Jason picked Michael ready to slash him with his machete.
Michael felt himself being dropped. He saw Jason being slammed against a tree by a man in a ghost mask and with a long black slivery cloak.
Michael kept going in and out of consciousness until he felt soft hands pick him up. "Get him back to the house!" He heard a woman's voice say. He closed eyes when he felt the soothing wind in his face.
Jason got up. He was pissed. He saw a man in a mask with a black cloak on. He didn't care who he was he just wanted to hurt the person who got him wet. He looked over and saw someone pick up Michael. He charged at the person as they ran away. He was soon stopped when the man in the mask and a girl stuck a knife in his neck.
He fell to the ground. He laid there for 10 seconds and then got up ready to chase after the strange people, but they were gone. He looked over at the tree where he had thrown Michael, but he was gone too. Jason kicked a tree and broke it in half like a twig. He walked back to his home still in his "killer mode". When he got home he through his machete on the floor and took off all his clothes. He put on boxers and slammed himself onto his bed. *THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE SHIT FACE AND HIS FUCKING ASSHOLE SHITS OF FRIENDS* Jason was very very pissed that night. He almost started to destroy his house, but before he could he stopped himself. *Clam down, clam down* he told himself.
He closed his eyes, but did not fall asleep. He thought about what Michael did. *Why the fuck would he do that?* Jason asked himself. *All I know is that when I see him again I am going to beat his ass.* Jason leaned his back against his cracked wall. He began to clam down. He had one of his legs laying down in the bed, and another one bent. He sighed as he touched the cut on his side. He then closed his eyes slowly and fell asleep.
Michael opened his eyes. He was on a couch laid down. *where am I?* Michael thought. The couch was red and ripped a little. Some of the stuffing w hung out of the holes. Michael sat up rubbing his head. "He's awake." Said a voice. He looked around and saw the ghost masked man standing in the doorway. He had one leg bent with his foot on the doors edge. "Hello," said a soft voice.  A girl with a shirt that said sleep away came through the door. Michael was confused he didn't know who these people were. "You must be Michael Myers?" Said the girl. Michael nodded. "I'm Angela baker, but you can call me Angela. And this is Ghostface, but I like to call him Ghosty." Angela said with a laugh.
She then pointed to a bigger man that was sitting at the table with a chainsaw. "That's Leatherface," she said. "He a cannibal." She whispered. Michael waved. "W-w.." Michael tried to speak. "You don't have to talk if you don't want to." Said Angela trying to find a piece of paper. "I know you don't talk that much." "I-it's ooo-k," said Michael stuttering. Angela and Ghostface were shocked they never new Michael could talk. "Wow," Ghostface said under his breath. "N-never new I c-c-could talk huh." Michael said with a shaky voice. They both nodded. "So, where a-am I?" "You're  in camp sleepaway," Angela said leaving the room.
Ghostface sat at the table and was wiping stuff of a knife. Michael started to stand up, but felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see Leatherface. Leatherface shook his head at Michael. Michael nodded and laid back down on the couch. "So Michael..... What happened between you and hockey mask?" Angela said coming out of the kitchen and sat on a stool by Michael's foot. "His name is Jason." Michael mumbled as quiet as he could. Angela didn't hear him, but caught herself. "I mean Jason. What happened with you and Jason?" "We were friends for a little bit." Michael started looking down. "Me and him would write t-t-to each other almost everyday. We would go to the same spot and talk, but he almost never let me into his woods. Whenever I would talk about water he would always leave or get angry. But then I wanted to help him. So I grabbed a bucket of water and was going to surprise h-h-him. B-b-but t-t-hen h-e-e." Michael grabbed his arm. It hurt him bad, but he couldn't feel anything toward Jason. He just couldn't. "He attacked me." Michael finished. "And I plan to return the favor." Michael said strongly. "You pored water on Jason?" "Yes" "You pored a bucket of water on the tall killer Jason Voorhees?!" "Yeah, why is it a big deal?" Angela pulled Michael's leg from under the blanket. Michael was shocked at what he saw. His leg was all bloody and wrapped in bandages.
Angela slowly pulled the bandages off while talking. "You don't know what happened to him do you?" Angela looked at Michael with her deep brown eyes into his icy blue ones. "No..." Michael said hoping that he didn't do anything wrong. "When Jason was a little boy.." Angela started and paused looking at Michael's leg. "Jason was born mentally and physically handicapped. The only person who loved him was his mother." Michael's eyes turn gray. *No no no. Stop. I don't feel anything for him* "His mother got a job at camp crystal lake so she could take care of him. She thought it was the perfect place for Jason to make friends and for people to watch him. But...." Angela's face became sad. "The kids b-bullied him and-and they-they...." Angela had tears in her eyes. "They drowned him." Angela took a deep breath. "H-his mother went on a rampage for loss of her son. The counselor were to busy having sex instead of watching him. Jason's mother killed the many of the teens, but one killed her. The worst of all of it was that... Jason saw his mother die." Michael felt Angela's grip tighten. "H-he saw it all, a-and it b-broke him." Angela tighten Michael's bandages and got up off the stool wiping tears. "Hah, never thought you would see a killer cry over another killer huh?" She laughed. Michael titled his head. "Then why did you save me?" he didn't know why a killer would help him, a killer and a physcopath. "Heh, I guess..." She stopped and locked eyes with Michael. "Killers should stay together." She hid her face blushing. Michael didn't know what was going on, but he laid down. Angela turned off the lights. "If you need anything just call." She said. "Goodnight," "Goodnight," Michael responded. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Jason woke up tired that day. He didn't sleep that much last night. He stayed in his boxers the whole day thinking of Michael and what he did. *Why would he why?* *Did he do on- no he couldn't have* *He should know about me I told him that he should he about my mother and why I became- became THIS!!* Jason smashed some of the trees in the camp. He was angry, but he didn't know what to do. Jason was sitting on his couch watching T.V. He then saw something about Michael, but the T.V crashed. *nononoNONONONO* he started to hit the T.V *I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS!!!!!* Jason grabbed his head. He started to kick his couch. Then heard the door creak open. He turned around to see Lori. Lori was the only one that liked Jason. They were friends. Lori saw Jason stressed and walked over to him. Jason saw Lori and calmed down. She sat on the couch with Jason. Lori went Jason learn on her. "Hey," she said as she put a hand on Jason's shoulder. "You ok?" She said in calming voice. Jason grabbed a piece of paper and started to write. "I am now."
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Wow that was a long chapter. XD hope u enjoyed it. It was fun to write. Also Michael talks!!!! And Jason's pissed ;-; new chapters make take a little longer sry. Bye!!!!!!