Jason voorhees x sister reader

14 and running away-4

F/a-favorite activity, also I know the game characters are in more modern times but bear with me.

It's been 7 years since your beloved brother died and about 6 since your mother died. You were sent to an orphanage at only 8, of course you being so lucky, weren't adopted and are treated like crap at the orphanage. You never had a problem with it though instead you brushed it off and continued what ever you were doing before then, up until a small group of people drove you to run away from the reched place.
You were sitting alone as usual doing f/a before some group of kids all around 6 gathered around you. You looked up seeing their faces awe in wonder. You politely as you could asked them
"Is there something I can help you with?" You didn't want to be bothered but your mother taught you your manners. There was a brief moment of silence before one of the boys in the group spoke up
"Is it true that you killed both your mother and your brother?"
You felt a serge of boiling hot anger go through your veins and you felt your voice rise
"NO! WHO TOLD YOU THAT!?"
"Jackson told us."
*WARNING EXPLICT LANGUAGE AHEAD!!!!!
THAT PEICE OF SHIT HAS TAKEN IT TO FAR THIS TIME
yes you and a boy named Jackson didn't quite get along but when he mentioned anything about your family oh was he going to get it!
You ran throughout the orphanage trying to find that peice of shit, until you found him in the gymnasium laughing, you decided to eavesdrop a bit before pumbling the fucking shit out of him.
"Didn't You here y/n killed her deformed brother and her ugly ass mother just before she was sent her-"
He didnt get a chance to finish that sentence when you sprang and surprise attacked him, this time it wasnt the normal oh were gonna kitty fight..NO...you started punching the shit out of his ribs, you started choking him, and at one point started to beat his head with baseball bat that was lying carelessly around, how convenient. When they tried to part you from him you wouldnt budge, one of them even got close enough for you to bite him. No one expected for you to go this far, they knew you loved your family but he must've really hit a nerve this time for you to cause him brain damage and several if not all broken ribs, and a pretty bad bruised up neck, he was lucky to even have survived.
They eventually got you off of him and locked you in your own room. You sat there on your bed processing what you just did. You just beat a childs head in, and almost killed him, fan fricking tastic... You sat there for a while more until you heard some people talking to one another, walking down your hall, from the conversation you picked up "yeah he's going to be ok, he just needs rest." "What about the girl?" "*unclear sounds*" "Well with the girl I think she should be tried as an adult for an attempted murder." "Agreed." "Shes going to court on Friday." "So the day after tomorrow?" "Yes."
Great just great now you were going to spend the rest of your life in prison, maybe even go on death row...or maybe just sent to a mental asylum...fantastic..T-T
You glance at the window standing nearby...you maybe crazy but you just came up with an idea to get yourself out of this mess. You grabbed your only possessions, a sketch book/notepad, a few pencils, 20 bucks, a sharpened pocket knife, your teddy bear (don't ask me why), your locket from jason, and a picture of your mother, Jason, and yourself. You practically shoved them in your school bag, unlocked the window and shoved yourself outside.
Once outside you ran as fast as you could, jumping over the fence surrounding the hell called a government facility, and dashed over to a nearby gas station. Once inside you grabbed the essentials, food, and water. Food being a candy bar, a bag of chips, a bag of trail mix, and water being three large water bottles. You payed and ran from the station down the large streets of the city, you only had once place in mind.
Camp Crystal Lake......
You hated to think about it but..... There was no other place and if they found you they would most likely show no mercy and wouldn't be so forgiving. There is no other choice. You could probably make the trip in a day, and there were plenty of non expiring cans probably still left at the camp.
Your journey so far has consisted of traveling about 4 hours with only hiking boots, (length) pants/shorts, a f/c tank top, and a zip up black hoodie. You spent another good 20 minutes sitting son a bench, brushing your h/l h/c hair to the side, you came up with an even more stupid idea. Why not hitch hike?... Yep Definently not stupid in any way... You stuck your thumb out waiting for another good 30 minutes before a bunch of teenagers pulled up

, the front window rolled down, to reveal a man in a sort of button up shirt and red scarf around his neck. "Hello there, I am supposing you need a lift some where?" He sounded rich and prissy but hey I am not waiting another 30 minutes for another car to come by. "Yes I do really need a lift, if you wouldn't mind!" "Alright where do you need to be dropped off?" Would he think you were crazy, oh well here goes nothing. "I actually need a lift to a rundown camp nearby have you heard of it?" "Is it the infamous camp crystal lake?" "Um..m...yes would you mind...?" I guess he didn't mind to much because he then said "Well hop in we are heading there right now as a matter of fact!" Wait what!? this is one of the only good things that has happened to me today! I hopped into the back of the van near a girl a yellowish sweater silky brown hair and glasses and a boy with a short sleeve button up flannel and raven black hair.
The ride was mostly silent except for the occasional joke or story, up until the boy you learned was named Chad asked you something "So we never really got to learn your name, or the reason you needed a ride up to camp blood." Camp blood? That's a terrifying nickname. "My name is y/n um y/n....." "Y/N what?" Asked the raven haired boy "I am not so sure you'll like my last name.." "I am pretty sure its not that bad I mean look at chad over there and his last name." "That is not funny kenny." "Promise you wont laugh or make fun of me for it?" "No we won't" Deborah said trying to calm your tense self. "Well maybe" Deborah kneeled the guy in front of us better known as Adam "ow I was just kidding!" "No worry kid we wont make fun of you." "I would just rather not." "Well alright kid." no one really spoke at all for the rest of the ride despite some coughs here and there.
Eventually an hour later you made it to the camp about an hour or two before sundown so you quickly gather your bag as the group gathers their things and start to head off towards the dock before someone comes sprinting towards you. It was Deborah "Hey kid!" You turn around to face the yellow sweater wearing girl "y-yes?" "I just wanted to get to know you a bit more." No one really has ever said that to you so maybe this time you'll allow it "um...o-ok."
You spent the next hour or so talking about random things about yourself that she was intrested in until she stood up and said "okay kid I think we should start heading towards the group, we don't want Jason to find us!" Jason? What no way! "What do you mean Jason?" "Haven't you heard the legend of Jason voorhees?" Are you kidding me they made fun of my brothers death!? I could only nod my head no as we walked back to the campfire and sat down "guys she doesn't know about the legend of Jason Voorhees!" "What no way!" "Shhhh guys!" Chad spoke up "I'll tell the story"
Once there was a boy and his mother, she took him to this camp because she didnt have anyone to watch him, so she entrusted the counselors to watch over him, but because of the boys deformities he was taunted and bullied at camp, one day the couselors decided that the kids could watch themselves and started to have sex, but unbenoist to them the bullies shoves the boy in to the water and drowned, after that his mother went on a rampage killing all of the counselors until she came to the last one, the last counselor chopped of the mothers head, not knowing that because of what she did, her son would come back from the grave killing every teenager and adult here for revenge.
You shakily let hot tears slide down your cheeks as you put your hands on your face, trying to calm yourself down, there was no way that was Jason right....right!? Before you knew it you felt everyone lay eyes on you. "Whats up with you?" "Your wrong!" "What are you talking about?" You chuckle slightly not in insanity but in pure anger "There were two siblings a brother and a sister! And there is no way in hell that MY brother caused those murders!" Everyone all of a sudden paled, And started straight on past you, you turned around, you saw a very tall man about 7' feet, he wasnt lanky he looked like pure muscle, he wore a hockey mask, tore jeans, shirt and jacket, and was holding a bloody machete, and in front of him would have made you sit there and throw up if you didn't have to run, there sat the body of Victoria sterling........