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Chapter 14. Trouble.

After yesterday you haven't seen Jason all day today. Except for in the morning, but after that you never saw him again that day. You kind of shrugged it off and guessed Jason had something better do to than just sit and watch TV all day with you. That thought hurt your feelings  a little bit so you didn't think it was THAT.
Maybe he just had some chores to do. Maybe. Possibly. You don't know. You just didn't want to think he was hurt or something. You knew for a fact he wasn't cheating which made you happy. With your pasty few boyfriend's you always worried about that. Only one did and that wasn't really his fault.

Why are you thinking about this?

You stood up and walked outside, the cold making you shiver.

It looked fairly calm and peaceful. You shrug and go back in, your mind at ease.

{Jason's POV}

Jason walked to his shack, anger filling his heart. Somebody had been down here. Somebody had been down here to hurt Mother and (Y/n). He could feel it and mother told him somebody was down there to hurt her.

He stopped for a second and listened outside his shack. He heard heavy breathing... almost like they were so nervous. They knew about Jason and knew he could kill them. Jason closed his eyes for a minute and tried to make out what who or what they were.

Tall. Muscular. Definitely a man. He had a connection to (Y/n) somehow...but he couldn't quite place it.

His eyes opened and he slowly opened the door without a sound, his machete in hand. He took a step forward.

"Man, this enough proof to get the cops down here. That ugly severed head and that rotting corpse." He heard a voice. Jason walked in silently, not making any noise at all.

He heard a camera snap.

"This should be enough proof. Joe will- AHH!"

Jason grabbed the camera out of the man's hands and threw it down, angry.

The man fell down, afraid. He wasn't gonna kill him.

"You-you monster!" The dude yelled. Then he grabbed something shiny and placed it deep into Jason's leg.

He was gonna kill him.

Jason stepped on the guy's foot, braking it.

"OH MY GOD!" The man screamed. Jason stopped his screaming by lodging his machete deep into the man's skull. He slowly sank to the floor and with one last gurgle, died.

"......Monster. Yeah right."

Jason cleaned up a little bit.... by throwing the guy's body deep in the woods. And then he headed to (Y/n).

He arrived and opened the door, a bit tired.

"Hi, ba- hooooly shit??" (Y/n) was about to hug him and then shied away. Jason huffed and sat down on a kitchen chair.
His wife... (It feels so weird typing that lol), saw the wound on his leg and went nuts.

"JASON?! What happened? Does it hurt?" She asked, checking for any more wounds. This kind of riled Jason up. He loved (Y/n) but not when she worried herself sick over this.

{Your POV}

You calmed down as Jason explained bits and pieces of the story, including the one about the man saying Joe's name.

"Wh-what...did you do to him?" You ask.

Jason raised an eyebrow.

"Ah...gotcha." You fiddled with your ring and then sat down.

"So on to another topic...I've been thinking." You said nervously.

Jason tilted his head.

"I want...oh boy. Okay I want a family as well and-" You sneezed.