{HEATHERS} JASON DEAN + READER( under going work

Party (a bit wild)

Heather chandler just in cited me to a party, one with alcohol,ass holes and sex ridden teens.

Sounds like fun...

You got on a black dress and then left. But before leaving you looked in the mirror, you saw a crooked smile an the face staining back at you. Putting you hand over your Mouth you make sure it's not real, and thank fully it isn't.

At the party it was crazy and to be honest hard to remember, you remember drinking partying with the heathers then at one pairing throwing up in the bathroom.
You washed your face and then dried it.
The handle on the door clicked as sign as Kurt opened the door and stopped half way in.
"Hi, (Y/N)~" He purred.
You took a step back trying to let him out so you could leave.
He walked in and then locked the door behind him. "Wanna have some 'Big Fun?'" He said while stepping closer. You got scared and kinda sat on the counter where, he put his and on your thais.
"Kurt, S-stop" you whimper as he beaters closer to your neck.
"I'm just here to get laid~" he reeks of alcohol.
He put his lust hungry lips on your skin, and started trying to make rhythm with you. Before you knew you where pinned on the bathroom floor and he was trying to rip your dress of.

An idea slipped into your head and you sat up and traced your fingers along his torso, "It's not to comfortable in here~ lets slip into a room and I'll get something more comfy on."
You had to admit you had one of the best sexy voices for a girl.
He smiled and just jumped up leading you to what you assumed to be his parents room.  You went to the bathroom after saying to him. "Wait here then I'll show you some 'big fun'" you can in the bathroom and shut the door behind you remembering to lock it this time, searching through some cabinets for something to help you you. You hand find something cold and metal, you pulled it out and looked at it, it was a gun, a small hand gun.
You checked to see if it was loaded and sighed in relief as you found a bullet in it. You bent your arm behind you and walked out and saw he had already stripped into his boxers. You walked in front of his parents bed and smiled sadistically.
"You ready for this?" You smirked
"Oh yeah!~" he smiled.
You pulled the gun out from behind you and aimed it at him. His smile dropped but yours grew.
BOOM
His life less body lied there blood covered his  chest. The door handled started moving and you looked at the door scared of who it might be.

"Well that makes my job easier..." you saw the perfect face of Jason dean walk in and quickly shut the door behind him, wearing his famous trench coat. He walked to a dressed near bye and found a pencil and paper. He stood there for about a minute scratching his head and staining at the blank paper. He sat up and looked at you.
"Any ideas?" He smiles and laughed a bit.
You take the pencil from him and simpler write in Kurt's 3rd grader handwriting,
'NEVER GOT LAID :,('
You felt arms wrap around your waist and murmur. "Beautiful.".
H grabs the note from you and put it near his body before you two left the party.
"EHEM?" Red bitch heather said.
"I uh-eh" you think of an excuse.
JD interrupts, "she's has a headache so I'm taking her home to make her an old family recipe". You rub your head.
"Okay then," she said with a eye roll "see you tomorrow, (Y/N)"

So that was it, you two left and he dropped you off hoping to come in.
"Sorry JD not currently one for company"  you wave bye.
He waves before yelling something "Good work today" then speeds off.

You went up to your room and slept the death, or should I say murder, of Kurt not bothering you the slightest.

A/N
Sorry for late update, I'm just doubting my skills, so please tell me...