(THIS GOT REWRITTEN)
[PLEASE NOTE: The cover is not usually blurry, I created this with PhotoShop and made it with 300 resolution and 1024x1600, so it SHOULD look pristine. Also, I'm basing this Jason (appearance-wise) on Part 3 Jason. This Jason Voorhees is played by Richard Brooker, who has BLUE eyes. I don't want anyone to correct me on eye colour because quite frankly it's rather annoying. Also, this doesn't mean I'm going to be using Part 3's storyline, just using the Jason<3 DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Friday the 13th, nor the Reader/main character and camp/lake involved. This is merely a fan-fiction. Ciao!] DESCRIPTION:
(Y/n) (L/n) - a sixteen year old - grew up in a children's home, not knowing who her parents were or what happened to them. Instead, she goes through everyday life alone; getting name-called and picked on as her self-esteem withered away like an unwatered rose. Her only solace is sketching in a sketchbook with a signature written in it - the last thing left by her mother. The only two people who are actually nice to her are Anna and Lynda - a couple of women who work at the children's home.
But what will happen when (Y/n) joins a group of teenagers, who plan to set off to Camp Crystal Lake? With the jovial Jon, condescending Courtney, cruel Kathy, spiteful Stephanie, crack-addict Cara, abusive Axel, lousy Luke and juvenile James, how will (Y/n) endure her trip to the camp? After gaining a secret admirer, losing her sketchbook and being scorned by the teens, she ends up being hunted - but not by the person you'd expect. Who will survive the oncoming slaughter?
"I understand you think you love him, but he is a serial killer, (Y/n)." The doctor said.
You glared at him, hate filling your heart. Jason is a serial killer yes but he would spare those you asked him to. The ones who would abuse drugs and hurt others would not get a mercy plea. Instead they are in the hands of Jason's wrath.
"So you think I don't really love him?" You snarl, trying not to move. The bullet wound hurt you when you acted up. The doctor looked at the nurse with a 'wtf' face.
"Stockholm syndrome?" You piped up, doubting it. They both slowly nodded.
"You're wrong. I love Jason Voorhees. And I will get back to him." You say softly.
DISCLAIMERS:
This has some sexual shit and cursing and of course some gore. I update almost everyday unless I'm working on voice acting (Yes I voice act) and yeah so I suggest you being 16+ but considering people don't listen I know kids younger are gonna read on. Also i dont own the cover i found it on google the artist who made that is super talented! Okay enjoy the book.