!Yandere! Jason The Toymaker x !Shy! Reader

Chapter 2

(A/n You're in high school and you're a junior )

You walked to school with a smile on your face. You would see Jason again after school and you weren't gonna let anything ruin your day. But sadly Becky (sorry if your name is Becky) the leader of the group of girls that picked on you had other plans.

You walked to your locker to get your books when Becky and her gang of bitches that were seniors came up to you. Becky slammed your locker shut almost closing it on your hand. You sighed, "Not today Becky." you said and walked off. Becky didn't like this new attitude you had and got mad.

Becky grabbed your shoulder and turned you to face her, "I don't think so midget!" she said with a growl. You clenched your hands into fist, you hated being called a midget. You quickly let go of this anger not wanting Becky to ruin your day.

You turn back around and walked away not saying anything making Becky pissed. She grabbed you and shoved you against the lockers scraping her skin a bit, which stings like hell. You were fed up and made your hand into a fist and punched Becky in the jaw, "Fuck off Becky!" you said as Becky took a few steps back holding her jaw.

You were in for it now two girls from Becky's gang held you so you couldn't move as Becky looked at you with an evil smirk. "You don't mess with me little girl." she said punching you right in the stomach. You closed your eyes trying not to cry from the pain as Becky punched you one more time causing the tears to leave your eyes. Becky got one more punch to my face before some teachers interfered.

Becky and her gang got sent to the principles office as you were taken to the nurses office. The nurse gave you an ice pack to put on your eye where Becky punched you. That bitch thinks she can do whatever the hell she wants. Well she needs to learn that she can't.

You were sent home to rest. You hoped onto the bus with her stomach in pain and a black and rode home. You arrived home with your dad standing out front waiting for you. Shit, this wasn't gonna end well.

You got off the bus hanging your head low as you walked up to  your dad. The minute you got close he grabbed you by the arm and dragged you inside throwing you to the floor. "What am I to do with you!" he said throwing stuff as you sit there on the floor terrified. "All you do is get into fights and cause trouble!" he yelled this time picking you up my the shirt and slapping you across the face before telling you to go to your room.

You run to your room crying. You just sit on your bed crying your eyes out as you see a small wooden blue door appear through your blurred vision. A small smile appeared on your teary face as you make your way over to the door. You open it and run in looking for Jason.

Jason was working on a toy at his workbench humming as you ran up to him crying and hugging him tightly from behind. Jason tenses up and turns to hug you back, "Elizabeth what's wrong?" he asks running his hands through your hair.

You keep your head down not wanting Jason to see your wounds, "Becky and her gang of bitches picked on me today." you say crying more. Jason got angry as this almost turning into his true form but stopped himself.

Jason lift your face up to see him, but pauses as he sees your black eye and the red hand print your dad left when he slapped you. As Jason touched the hand print you hissed in pain and backed away. "This is a hand print of a man...... You made it?" Jason asked looking concerned. You freeze and shake a little, "M-my......My d-dad....." you managed to get out looking down as more tears fall.

Jason filled up with anger took a deep breathe before grabbing your hand, "Let's get you fixed up he said walking you to the couch as he brought out a first aid kit. He took the ice pack out and told you to put it on your eye and you did. Then he got out some cream and put it on your dad's hand print which burned for a second before all the pain stopped.

You looked up at Jason with a smile on your face and he returned the smile. Today was a pretty okay day.