Slashers boyfriend scenarios

1. how you meet

Leatherface
You have recently moved into your very first house for you just turned 20 and your parents thought you were ready for the real world. You didn't have anyone willing to put up with you so you bought a house in the middle of nowhere. You pulled up at the front of the house as you began to unpack. After awhile of nothing but lifting boxes and placing them down you were finished. Happy by your hard work you laid down on the bed and rest your eyes for a bit. You woke up from a loud noise down stairs so you panicked as you grabbed your phone close to your chest. As peeking around the corner you saw a guy with a messed up face holding a chainsaw. "Hello?" You said weakly. He jolted his head towards you while walking slowly to your shaking form. He grunted happily as if he was trying to be polite. You smiled and greeted yourself. "I'm y/n, I just moved here. You must be my neighbor?" He nodded his head and held his hand out for you to shake. He seemed nice.

Jason
Your 'friends' thought it would be a fantastic idea to go camping at none other than Camp Crystal Lake! They pulled you along because you were a push over and couldn't say no to anyone. You really didn't want to go from all the recent events that happened throughout the camp. You believed your friends had a death wish for wanting to camp there from all places. They dragged you into the car and away you went!
[Time skipped]
It was late and you shivered as you stepped out. Most of them just went into the cabins to have sex and take in drugs. You were outside the car when one of the guys took your hand and pulled you to one of the cabins, you pulled away not wanting to be involved but he insisted. You shook your head no and that just irritated him so he slapped you across the face and pushed you up against the car; kissing and grinding your thigh. You tried to push him off but he was too strong. That's when a sharp object went right through him causing him to die instantly. You freaked out as the blood was all over you; it felt warm and sticky. You looked up to see the famous Jason Voorhees, that's when you blacked out.

Freddy
You stepped in front of your door and unlocked it with the spear keys in your bag. After a long day of school you laid down on your bed instantly falling asleep. You woke up in a red boiler room and was confused. You weren't scared because you didn't know it was a nightmare. Well you did when you saw him. He was short but not too short; he wore a red and green Christmas sweater, a brown fedora, a gloved hand with knives on the fingers and most importantly his skin was majorly burned. You were obviously intimidated but you weren't scared, you turned around as you tried to get away from him but to your surprise there was no exit and he appeared where you walked too. He came real close to you but luckily that's when you woke up. "Geez what a nightmare!" You sighed.

Michael
Halloween was one of your favorite holidays, but this particular day while trick or treating the streets were more quiet and dark then happy and bright. You didn't see a single child walk pass and not a single house willing to give out tasty treats. That's when you heard a twig snap and you spun around quickly stopping as tall male this a blue jump suit and a knife you couldn't quite catch his face because of the darkness so you assumed it was one of the trick or treaters as well. "It's pretty quiet out here, right?" You said awkwardly. The man stayed silent and you didn't just want to stand here with a stranger so you continued on your trip. The man followed slowly behind and it was starting to creep you out. After 10 minutes of this guy following you, you turned around to him and shouted at him to go away. That's when you saw his face, he was wearing the same mask as Micheal Myers. Either this is a sick joke or this is the real Michael. You stayed quiet but kept walking turning around every so often to see if he was following you. You were getting more pissed off so you stopped once again and walked up to him while staring at his face, he looked back at you and lifted up his knife and in defense you kicked him wear the sun doesn't shine and ran back home locking all the doors.