"Aghhhhh!"
"One more push. Your baby's almost out!"
"It's a boy!" The red-headed doctor exclaimed. The haggard woman had already passed out, but just as she awoke, she found her spouse sitting there with her newborn baby.
"Can I hold him?" gasped the new mother as her companion handed over the little baby boy. He was born with lots of brown hair and he had bright blue eyes you could just stare into forever. She started to cry of happiness.
Looking into his wrinkled face, she whispered,
"I'm naming you Jason."
A few years later his dad was always working at the local Gettysburg, Pennsylvania police station and was never home to help with his wife and Jason. They were always alone. The mom never really liked that, and she had enough. They clashed on and off again, until the small conflicts turned into big ones, and the big ones turned into huge feuds that broke into physical actions, including slapping and punching.
One day Jason was just sitting on the old, scratched up couch, watching t.v, and they started fighting again. One thing turned into another, and the next thing Jason knew, his sad mother was being choked by his angry dad. He saw her die, and it was all he could think about. A little four year old shouldn't know what murders are, let alone see one. That was the last time he saw his dad. Social Workers came over to his house and took him to his drunk uncle's house. He was the only family member left of the Pearson family. As the little boy grew up he was beaten and raped by his uncle and severely bullied at school, but one thing kept him happy: his fascination with females. He was seventeen now.
He liked watching and stalking them. He would always follow one particular girl. Her name was Ellie. She had brown hair and hazel eyes. He thought she was beautiful, and he wanted her forever. The bad thing was that she didn't want him. Everyday after school, he would follow her to her normal Capecod home and watch her sleep in her pink bed.
He liked her face most of all. All of the imperfections of her face, her long eyelashes with pink lips. He craved her head. Jason started to think about taking her head. She always confessed that she didn't want him, but he knew that Ellie wanted him badly, and was just too timid to say it.
He came up with a plan to take her, keep her with him at all times. The thought never left his mentality. He was obsessed. He soon came up with a plan to visit her house while she was home. He stalked Ellie for a long time to find out what time her two parents come home. Jason would watch her sleep so soundly at night, listen to her conversations at school, and break in to see the calendar they wrote all of their activities on. She played only one sport: volleyball. He found out one night her parents wouldn't be home, they would be out at dinner together. That was the night that he was gonna take her.
So he calmly knocked on her door and she slowly answered it.
Ellie asked, "Hey Jason, whats up?"
"Oh, nothing. Can I come in?" He answered as he was looking around to see if anybody else was in the house. He was carrying a black bag and Ellie wanted to know what was in it,
Yes, no one! He thought.
"Hey, Jason what's in the bag?" she asked.
"You'll have to let me in to find out..." Jason answered as he winked.
Ellie moved out of the way as a small gesture of letting him in. Something didn't feel right in her stomach; something was wrong. She needed to get him out, but she didn't know how too. As he stepped in, she closed the door. Ellie and sat down with him on her lawson style couch.
"So, why are you here?" she asked.
"I need to know something, and I need you to know it."
Ellie felt very uncomfortable. She slightly moved away from him on her tan, linen couch, but she still answered, "Ok."
"I love you so much, and I can barely take it anymore..."
"Jason, you need to go. We can't talk anymore."
"I know you love me too!"
"Jason you really need to go..."
"Why?", Jason interrupted.
"Because...."
He stopped her from what she was going say and took her neck into his hand and held it hard. "I bet you wanna change your answer now, don't you?!" It seemed like he was trying to strangle her.
"Wha, What are you doing...stop, please..stop! Get off of me!"
"Do you love me?!"
"Yes, yes, I do! Please let me live."
".......Liar!" Jason swung a huge silver machete out of his black bag and he slit Ellie's tan throat. Dark red blood was going everywhere, spraying Jason's face, soaking his blue shirt and jeans. Jason smirked as she lay there pale, but not dead yet.
"This is what you get for not telling the truth!" He took the blade of his machete and started to saw off her neck, until Ellie's head was completely cut off of her body. He left her body out of kindness so that her happy parents wouldn't have to wonder where she was, but he took her head. He was going to keep it forever. Just after he left Ellie's house, her once-happy parents got home. Her mother shrieked in fear as she opened the door.
"AGHHH....what is that?!" Her mom wailed.
As her dad was walking up the driveway he asked, "What happened?"
Her mother pointed hesitantly at the bloody couch in the living room, her other hand covering her mouth in disbelief. Her dad took one look and ran to Ellie's dead body. It was still slightly warm.
"My baby wh...why!!" He started to cry out for help, while screaming. Her mom called 911 saying, "My daughter has been killed, she is missing her head."
"Stay calm, it is important that I get the right information ma'am."
Her mother started to freak out, "My daughter is sitting there on my couch without a head and you're telling me to calm down?!"
"I'm sorry ma'am, I just need to know your address."
"Ok, my address 4789 Gettys Street, Gettysburg, Pennsylvania."
"Help is on the way." As she hangs up her smartphone, she drops to the floor in sorrow, while her husband was squealing for help.
Jason hears his cries for help and runs further away. Although he doesn't think what he did was wrong, he just wanted her forever. He loved the feeling of this. He wanted more female heads to fill his collection. He only had one head so far, and he wanted more. But he decided that was enough for one night.
The next day he looked for a woman good enough for his disturbing standards. Every woman needed to have brown hair and be relatively skinny. He found one woman and her name was Olivia. She was a doctor who specialized in the study of bones. She fixed bones when broken and performed surgeries when needed. She was absolutely perfect. She had brown hair and blue eyes, just like Jason's. She was single, had no boyfriend and wasn't fresh out of a relationship. He found this all out by stalking her, frequently moving to different areas in her Georgian Colonial house for three weeks. He knew everything about her. He decided he wanted to marry her and have her lovely heart with him forever. He hoped she would say yes, immediately upon her saying she loved him, Jason would ask her to marry him and if she cried no....well, off with her head. He decided to wait in her bed for her, to come in at night, and he would ask her then.
When she came in that night, she was with another guy. They both smelt like liquor. The one thing that Jason didn't know was that she was seeing someone very secretly because this man had a wife.
Jason was confused when he saw them making out and asked, "Wh...why are you doing this to me, Olivia?" When they both pulled away, they looked surprised and freaked out.
"Who's this?" asked the guy.
"I don't know him....who even are you!?" asked Olivia angrily.
"I came to marry you, honey. We are to be married! I love you and I know you could love me too!" whined Jason.
"No! I could never love you....I love this man!" Olivia answered. Jason looked surprised, and so did the man. As Jason looked at the man and Olivia he soon realizerd what a fool he had been and got mad. He went after the guy first, tied him up with kitchen towels he found in the kitchen drawers,
"You're going to die first," snickered Jason, as he took a bread knife off the metal rack. As he was about to kill him, Jason suddenly heard Olivia trying to escape out of her house, so he put the knife back. When Jason found Olivia, he grabbed her and tied her up right next to her lover. He took the bread knife back off of the magnetic knife rack and tapped it against his clothes.
"Someone's going to die tonight...."
Olivia started to cry, so did the man she was with.
"Do you love me?" asked Jason.
"Yes, yes. I love you, just please let us go!" answered Olivia.
"LIAR!" yelled Jason. He slit the man's thighs to make him slowly bleed out. Thick red blood started to pour out of the man's legs.
"AGHHHHHHH!" Her lover screamed in pain. Jason smirked and looked at Olivia.
"Now did you really need to make me do this? Come on. I thought you were better than this."
"Bu..but, I didn't. Please don't hurt him anymore. Hurt me instead....aren't I the one who hurt you?" The man was just sitting there in deep pain, whimpering as he was pleading for Jason not to hurt him anymore.
"I'll get to you soon enough." As he swung his knife, he grabbed his head and she yelled,
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" The blade had landed right in the jugular and went right through his neck. He took the bread knife out and began to saw with the sharp knife, blood was squirting everywhere. Olivia screamed hoping he would stop, "No, no, no please stop!" He didn't stop until her lover's head came off of his body. It rolled around a couple times and finally came to a stop right by Jason's feet.
He picked the head up by it's blonde hair and asked, "What was his name?"
"Why would you care. You just killed him?!"
"What was his name?" He argued a little louder.
"TOM! His name was Tom," She answered.
He smirked, "Well then, why don't you kiss him goodbye?"
"No, no not now...I couldn't."
"Yes you can. Just do it." He put the severed head right in front of her face, and she kissed it. He snickered, "Don't really like kissing him so much now do you?"
"You're sick..." she answered.
"No, I'm not. When I see something I want, I get it. I wanted to marry you; didn't you see that? I loved you, and then I see you with another man. You cheater!" He yelled. Whatever the love he had for her was officially gone, and he wanted her head, but he wanted her to feel what he felt. He wanted her to hurt really bad.
"You brought this on yourself!" he yelled.
"Wait, what?" she asked, but right as she asked, he stabbed her in both legs, just missing the artery.
"AH!" she screamed out it pain as blood started to seep through her clothes. She knew she was about to die a horrible death, and she hoped someone could help her, but no one came, and Jason kept on. She started to squirm around and cry when suddenly he stabbed her in her arms, and finally stopped. He stared at her for a minute or two so that he could hear her shouts and screams; then he took his final swing she could see to her neck, and everything went black from there. She could hear horrible ringing in her ears until she couldn't hear anything. When Jason was finished her bloody head was off her poor body and she had six stab wounds. One on each of her legs and arms, one in the stomach, and finally one in her heart because he wanted her to hurt just as much as he did. He wondered what they could've been together.
He left, taking both heads he cut off. When he got back to his apartment in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, he added both Olivia and Tom's heads to his collection. Their bodies were left there to rot. People didn't know they had been killed until Olivia's coworkers started noticing that she wasn't showing up, she was not the kind to stay home when she was sick. She would suck it up and show it up for work and make them physically tell her to stay home.
Jason loved the high of killing and raping women. He loved their feminine screams and watching them die. He killed and watched dozens more women die from there. Some were even pregnant. He loved the sight of the blood spurting out of their necks as he slit them, but most of all, he loved getting to know them, whether they would fight back, try to run, or just sit still and endure the pain.
His collection was full for him then. He had over thirty female heads and one male head that belonged to Tom...Olivia's lover. Jason did not want to be like him at all, he wanted to have a loving wife and a kid. Therefore, he set out to find a wife. He signed up on a dating site called Match.com. His username was Callmecrazy123. A few days went by, and he already had five women ready to go on a date with him. He was talking to all of them and soon enough he had a date with one of those five women. Her name was Lucy; she was twenty-one and was almost out of college, getting ready to become a teacher. She has blonde hair and hazel eyes.
The night of his date, Jason wore a white polo and some black dress pants. For shoes, he wore black toe derby shoes. Just after they met, he thought she was absolutely beautiful. Lucy arrived off a bus. When she was standing in front of him, Jason saw that she was wearing a blue Sheath dress and heels. Her hair flew in the wind just so, as if they were in a movie. The two dated for a year, and she never found out that the man she was dating was a serial killer. When he asked Lucy to marry him she beamed yes. Although Lucy only knew what Jason wanted her to know, she didn't know that he was raped by his uncle, saw his dad kill his mom, and that he had killed and raped over thirty women. Lucy and Jason both decided that they should move to Marietta, Ohio. They moved into a new house. When they were married Lucy took Jason's last name: Pearson.
Ten months later they had a son they called him Michael. His full name was Michael Conrad Pearson. Jason was there at their house for a total of fifteen years until he was shopping at a local grocery store and someone had noticed him which was a police officer looking for Jason. He was arrested and was later convicted of first degree murder and sexually assaulting thirty-seven women total. When his son found out he was the laughing stock of the ninth grade all the way up till his senior year. Soon after Michael graduated, Jason received Capital Punishment, which put him to death. Jason died at the age of forty. Soon after Lucy turned to drugs and alcohol and Michael was tormented by the 'replacements' Lucy has brought in place as Jason.
A year or two later Michael came to the same thoughts as his father did when he loved a girl, but instead of wanting her head he craved her skin. The miles and miles of her soft, thick skin.
