PART 10⛅

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It's been a few months since my encounter with jason. Ever since then he hasnt showed up to school. It later came he dropped out. Oh and he has been on the news lately alot. He went from being a bad ass to most wanted criminal of America. And my dad? Don't ask. He hardly has time for me and concern. I was watching TV munching on my cheetos when i heard a loud bang and all the lights went out. Complete silence fell but i could still hear heavy footsteps and mumbles. I was so scared. As silently as i could i somehow made it to my bedroom, and grabbed my phone. I hid in my closet in a nice not so obvious spot and tried to dial 911 but the damn signals were gone. Stupid storm. From the lil opening of my closet i could make out a figure dressed in all black. I kept my hands on my mouth trying to even out my breathing. He walked around and checked the bedroom, the bed, underneathe it, but i was dumbfolded when the torch light shown onthe closet. I could feel hot tears coming. He turned and made his way towards it, in a swift moment he opened it and grabbed me. "Found you boo" he chuckled devishly. He put a cloth on my mouth and nose "breathe babe, sweet dreams" his raspy voice tickled in my air. Taking in the toxic in my lungs i blanked out.
Jason's pov
I tied her up, and waited for her to wake up. Oh this girl doesnt know what she has gotten herself into. I smirked as i looked straight at her, sitting on the chair, ready to begin her torture.  No one messes with the mcann.

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