the help of friends (1/2)

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Jason's P.O.V

It's been a week since my... outburst... Freddy didn't show up once in any of my dreams, not that I had many... I haven't been able to sleep at all, so I pass the time of course, murdering horny teenagers that trespass on the camp...

I got a radio from one of them, and I kept my ears out for any murders happening to people while they sleep, of course, listening for any trace of Freddy. I never heard anything though, so I started to think my outburst had made him really upset...

When I did dream, I searched for him. I called his name, tried thinking hard about his favourite setting (the boiler room), with no luck.

I was sitting in my lonely cabin, when I heard a knock on the door. Thinking it wad just another dumbass teenager, I graded my machete and looked or the window. It wasn't a teenager, but the age was close. It was my best friend, Ghostface, or Dan, as he liked to be called. We never found out his real name, he just liked Dan.

He was Freddy's younger brother. Not blood relative, but Wes Craven created both of them and they certainly treated each other as brothers from what I've heard.

"Hey, Jason? You home?", he asked. I heard a slight worry in his voice, so to not worry him more, I opened the door and stepped aside, inviting him in. "Uh, hi Ghost...", I said awkwardly.

He just looked at me, and then asked, "have you been doing alright? Nobody's heard from you since the intense fight you had with my brother!" I remembered, I hadn't told anyone about those words I shouted at Freddy, and by the looks of it, he hasn't told anyone either. "Uhh... well... the fight wasn't as bad as what happened a few weeks ago...", I said guiltily. "What do you mean? What did you say to my brother??", he asked. I saw a slightly angry but worried expression on his face (his mask was off). I began from the beginning, "Well..."

Ghostface's P.O.V

'Wow...' I thought. I never knew Jason could say anything like that... he was normally a really sweet guy... and NO I do not like him like that! I actually have a huge crush on Micheal.. THAT'S NOT THE POINT!! Jason is really great though... he is always there when I'm sad, and I'm always there for him.

I tried to talk to Jason, "Hey, don't worry. I know my brother better than anyone, and I know he can't be THAT upset. Well...", I let the last part hang as I thought of what to say. "Unless he well... has a crush on you." "WHAT???!!", Jason shouted. "I SAID ALL THOSE HORRIBLE THINGS WHEN HE LOVED ME!?!" He sounded legit upset. Almost as if... "wait, do YOU like my brother?", I asked. "... maybe... I have liked him for a bit...", he replied shyly. I wasn't the least bit suprised.

I told him, "don't worry. Your secret if safe with me. UNLESS you don't tell him!! Freddy's gonna be super excited! He's liked you for a while too!" Jason looked a lot more comforted knowing that Freddy liked him back. I was happy too, maybe this won't be such a bad weekend after all.

I do not know how to end a chapter XD anyway, I hope you did enjoy! That's all I have to say. Goodbye.

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