Chapter 6. Cleaning Mode ACTIVATED!

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You had cleaned up all the blood from the victims of Jason's wrath and now you were cleaning the blankets. You felt dirty but you were gonna take a shower after you're all done with this. You waited until the blankets were done and then you hung them out on a tree near the lake.

You went to go check on Jason, after you put a few of your clothes in the washer, and found him just finishing the door.

"How the hell did you fix that so well?" You said, impressed. As far as you knew, Jason had no tools with him. He smiled under his mask, happy to impress his lady.

You noticed the way his eyes were he was smiling.

"After all this I cant wait to take a nice warm shower and get all this filth off me." You said to yourself, walking towards the blankets on the tree.

You groaned when you saw one had flown off and into the lake.

"DAMMIT!" You screamed. Jason chuckled. You slowly turned around and glared at the killer.

"Go get it."

"What?"

"Go. Get. It." You repeat, trying not to laugh.

Jason turned towards the blanket, slowly going under the water and then over again.

"No."

"Whahahaaaat. YOU are going in." You growl, walking towards him.

Jason crossed his arms and you pushed him. He didn't move only kinda tilt away. You were about to push again when he moved, causing you to fall down. Well you would've fell down. Jason had caught you by your waist.

"Fuck you." You sneered, causing Jason to drop you fully. You fell on your face.

"FINE. I'll get it! But you suck!" You growled, wiping the mud off your cheek. Jason chuckled again and leaned against a tree, arms crossed and eyes full of enjoyment.

"Be carful."

"I will, you don't have to watch me 24/7." You huffed, standing up.

"I'm gonna keep an eye on you when you're in the water for sure." Jason snorted.

You looked at the water. It was a little chilly because the cold weather was starting to move in a little bit but you could deal with it.
Wait, you didn't wanna get your clothes wet. You took off your shirt, revealing a tank top, and you debated wether or not you should take your shorts off. You were really comfy with Jason's presence but he... he's a BOY.

"I'm gonna take my shorts off, you t-t-turn around until I'm in the water, and THEN you can keep an eye on me." You turned pink, putting your shirt on a large rock.

"Why are you stripping down, just get in." Jason raised an eyebrow, amused.

"B-because I don't wanna get these wet!" You snap, blushing furiously. Jason chuckled again and turned around.
You're the only one who can make him laugh after all he's been through. That made you feel special.

You slipped your shorts off and shoes and quickly jumped in the water, letting out a shrill scream as the water overcame your body. It was so cold the deeper it was!

"You okay?" Jason whipped around and looked at you.

"Y-y-y-y-y-y-yeS!" You said, your teeth clicking together.

You swam slowly to the blanket only to find it was now sinking, of course it was.

You groaned silently and held your breath as you dipped under water and grabbed the blanket. It got caught on some huge limb or something under there. You pulled and pulled and let some air out of your mouth. Then you finally got it and swam up.

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