Blaire was really growing up. However she wasn't like any normal kid.
As she grew up her hair got lighter and her eyes darker. (Thats normal its not like a super natural thing lmao).
But she also wore those masks a lot.
She was now a pre-teen.
"Mom!"
You look up from where you were cooking and see Blaire.
"Yeah?"
"We got some mail. And... a note." Blaire handed you some bills and a small yellow note.
You lower your gaze and then take the yellow note and look at your daughter.
"What's it from?" You lean against the kitchen counter.
"I... dunno." Blaire shrugged. You opened it up and read:
Dear Mr. and/or Mrs. Voorhees,
We realize Blaire is a smart, educated, well behaved girl. However she has shown some odd behaviors such as:
Drawing disturbing images.
Wearing masks everyday for school until we tell her to take it off. She does as she's told but it concerns us that she even does these things. We would love it if we could talk to you or your husband or even both! Have a great day!
-School OSC
You put the letter down and glare at Blaire.
"Blaire..."
"Yessss?" She smiles at you.
"You can't keep doing these things." You rolled your eyes.
"What things?" Blaire put on an innocent look.
"You know exactly what I mean. You do these things to purposely disturb the teachers." You say.
"It's kind of funny." Blaire admitted.
"Okay, well now I have to go in and talk to them soon." You retorded, setting some plates down.
"Do you know where your father is?" You ask.
"Yeah he's outside. As always." Blaire shoved her backpack aside and sat down. You piled green beans, some chicken, and potatos on her plate and yours.
"Alright." You thanked her and you two ate in peace. That is...until Jason slammed the door open, pissed off. He set his machete down and walked in the very back of the house.
You and Blaire glanced at each other in confusion. You heard clunks and bangs before Jason came out with a bear trap.
You jump up and speed walk in front of him.
"Wha-wha-wai-what are you doing?" You ask.
Jason glares and doesn't say a word.
You glare back.
"Tired of teens coming here to do drugs." Jason growled and walked passed you.
"JaSon!" You scream.
He flinches, annoyed by the loud noise.
"Sorry. But please don't hurt anybody. Not only would you get me in trouble but we could lose the house." You groan. Jason thinks it over.
"Don't they deserve it?" Blaire asks.
"What? No! Nobody...well not everybody deserves death as a punishment." You explain, keeping your hands around Jason's arm.
"Pbbbt."
You gently swat Jason's shoulder.
"Oh. So if a kid punches me I don't kill them?"
YOU ARE READING
Jason Voorhees X Reader (16+)
Fanfiction"I understand you think you love him, but he is a serial killer, (Y/n)." The doctor said. You glared at him, hate filling your heart. Jason is a serial killer yes but he would spare those you asked him to. The ones who would abuse drugs and hurt oth...
