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

Trouble

  For the rest of the month everything went wrong. Lori and Ghostface starting fighting and broke up. Michael was shy and wouldn't talk a lot. He didn't really trust anyone. Jason was furious and would often break things in the camp. He stopped eating and sleeping. He was becoming more insane. Leatherface and Carrie had to take care of Michael, who didn't do anything they asked, until Jason got home, but he still didn't really talk to him or interact with him. The only people who didn't have any problems were Jamie and Angela. They were the ones who got the food and medicine.

"Angela, can I ask you something?" Jamie asked. They were on there way to the store, so they can get food for the house. "Sure, what is it?" Angela responded. "What's going on with Michael? And why is Jason always breaking things?" She asked.
Angela sighed and looked at her. "Well, Michael has been going through a lot, and Jason is angry at someone." Angela finished.

They got all the things they needed before heading back into the woods and to the cabin. When they opened the door they saw Ghostface, Carrie, and Leatherface sitting at the kitchen table. Jason was standing in the door frame and Lori was sitting on the couch. "Jamie." Lori said with a sad tone. "What's wrong mommy?" She responded, noticing the tone in her mothers voice. "Me and the others have decide that it isn't safe for you here, and..... I'm going to take you home with me." She said. "WHAT?!?" Jamie shouted. "Please I wanna stay here." She pleaded. Jason shook his head with a grunt and walked over to the stairs. "We're leaving tomorrow. Please pack your things." Lori said. Jamie sighed in anger and stomped upstairs.

As she walked through the hallway she heard noises coming from her room. *It better not be an animal again.* she thought as she crept closer to the door. She pulled the knife from her pocket and walked to the door. She heard footsteps coming to the door and the sound of metal scrapping on the ground. With a quick sigh and gasp, Jamie pulled away from the wall and jumped in front of the door frame. She then pushed her hands forward and stabbed what was in front of her.
   She opened her eyes and looked up. She was greeted by a man smiling under a broken, old, and dirty hockey mask. "Oh no! Jason I'm so sorry." She apologized. Jason just patted her head and sat down. He moved his hand to his thigh and started to pull out the knife. Blood trickled down his leg and dripped on the floor. Jason looked at Jamie to see her face. "B-b-but H-how?" She stuttered in fear. Jason pulled a paper out and wrote. "I've had to do this too many times. Don't worry I can't feel it." Jamie read. She gave a sigh of relief and walked out of the room.
  She soon returned with bandages and other supplies to help Jason.
Jason wrapped his leg up and arched his back against the door frame. "Jason. Can I ask a question?" Jamie asked. The 8 year old bent down and sat on the floor next to Jason. The tall killer nodded at her. "Is Michael ok?" She asked. Jason gave a sad sigh and looked up at the ceiling. He pulled out another piece of paper and started to wright. "Michael has just been through a lot and needs some time. He's just been through a lot and has very few people that take care of him." Jason finished writing. He felt himself perish inside and slowly trying to rebuild. "Are you ok?" She asked and stared at him in the eyes. Jason held her gaze for a few minutes before looking down. "It's the same thing with Michael. But it affects me more and it makes me fill with.....rage." Jason finished writing. Jamie nodded her head and looked out the window. "Wanna see the sunset? It'll be my last one here." She asked. Jason gave a small nodded and got up.
  Jamie was filled with happiness and grabbed her jacket as her and Jason walked outside.
"Ghosty!?" Angela called as she saw the masked killer sitting down. He had a bottle of whiskey next to him. Angela walked to the lake and saw the taller killer. "Ghosty?" She asked. Ghostface turned his head and met Angela's gaze. He gave a grunt and looked back at the lake. Angela sighed and walked over to him. She plopped down next to him and looked at the lake. "Are you doing ok?" She asked worryingly. "I'm better then the killer couple." He said with a sad chuckle. His voice was deep and raspy.
Ghostface garbed the bottle next to him and lifted his mask. He then lifted the bottle to his lips and was about to drink the alcohol that was in the glass bottle, but was stopped by a hand on his.
He turned his head and saw Angela with worried eyes. "Ghosty, please." She begged. Ghostface lowered the bottle to the ground and looked at Angela. "You're going to be ok." She said as she hugged him. "I am your best friend, listen to me and be happy."
Tears began to fall down Ghostface's eyes. He sobbed quietly in Angela's grip.
Angela pulled away from the hug and put her hands on his shoulders. "You're going to be ok." She said in a clam voice. Ghostface nodded and hugged her again. The hugged lasted a few seconds before they stood up. "Thanks." He said. "A friends gota do what a friends gota do." Angela joked making both of them laugh. "That was very punny of you." Ghostface said, making them laugh their asses off. "Come on let's kill some time." Angela said holding his hand. Ghostface nodded and the 2 walked for a while.