I started to tear up. “Noo. Michael.” I run to him. He was laying on the floor with this man holding a shotgun. “Don't worry miss I have you. You'll be safe now.” everything was red the first thing I started to like was now hurt. “I'm going to kill you.” He looked at me. I punched the man and killed him by hitting him so much. I was full of rage. After I knew he was dead I ran to Michael and started to tend his wounds. I started to open his shirt to clean the wounds and get the bullets out. Luckily I had nursing classes. I opened Michaels suit I was crying so much. But when I opened it there was just one small cuts. I look at Michael in the eyes he was staring at me. “You ass hole. I thought you were dead. I don’t want to be alone without you two I wouldn’t be the same. You guy’s changed me. I feel more alive.” he put his hand on my face. And sighed. “ why won’t you talk to me? I wish you two would talk to me. I love your voices. There wonderful.” he sighed and got up. I heard another slam I got up and hid around the corner. Someone was going around the corner and I punched them super hard. My hand really hurt. I heard snickering. I look up at Jason “oh sorry Jason, I didn’t mean to punch you. Please don’t be mad.” <from that punch? It didn’t hurt me physically. But mentally I'm torn. How is Michael?> “he scared me to death. I thought he was dead.” they started to laugh. <what about the guy on the floor?> I look down at my hands “sorry.” I was whispering. “I didn’t want to kill him but I got so angry. I didn’t want to lose you two. I love you too much.” <okay. You go clean up. I and Michael will clean this all up. Like new.> jason kissed my (h/c) hair (mask kiss).
* Time skip*
It was midnight, I don't know what I should do. I feel lonely. My body just hurts. I. I don't understand. How could I do that to him? I could have escaped. I was locked in the bathroom. I'm so dumb. I can't believe in my stupid head that I want to stay with killers… I'm a killer. I murdered a man. I don't think I can handle this. I picked up the blade and slowly started cutting myself on my thighs. With each cut. I felt pain. Why does this have to happen to me? Uncle, I miss you. Did they kill you too? Were you with the other cops? Please stay alive and well for me. I'm is so selfish. I kept cutting. I was getting numb. I stopped and poured peroxide on my cuts. It stung. I rapped them up in bandages. I felt so light headed. I climbed in bed wearing tights to cover the cuts. I wonder what Jason and Michael would think of my cutting. They probably will think I'm broken too. And throw me away. Just like everyone else. I wanna die. Why couldn't it be me who got shot? I cried silently as to not wake up the boys.
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Hayran KurguMichal x reader x Jason the slashers join together to kill a rough slasher. they see this girl and don't know why they so are drawn to her. they can't keep her out of there heads so they take her. they are conflicted they don't want her but there bo...