Oh my! What will happen next? Will Jason finally be subdued?

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… Jason walked underwater, trying to find the boat the elusive Tommy Jarvis was waiting in. Jarvis was a thorn in his side.

"Kill him Jason" he heard his mother say in his mind "Kill that annoying twit!"

With a growl, Jason jumped up as soon as he saw the bottom of the boat. He burst out of the water…and right into Tommy Jarvis' trap! As the choke chain closed tightly around his neck, Jason reached out to grab Tommy but instead was pelted with what smelled like gasoline.

"I was going to do this sooner" he heard the cocky man say "But you are too damn hard to track down!"

Glaring at Tommy through his mask, Jason struggled against his restraints. Tommy reached into his coat pocket for matches, smirking.

"This is for all of your victims, especially my mother" Tommy said, lighting the match "Burn in hell you murderous asshole!"

Jason had no time to react as he was suddenly enveloped by flames. But that didn't stop him from jumping up and breaking the boat in half.

The huge rock Jason was attached to sunk slowly into the lake, causing the choke chain to go tighter.

'Jason…can't…breathe' Jason thought struggling. He focused to where he could see Tommy trying to swim away.

What luck! He was right on top, within arms' reach. Jason reached out and grabbed Tommy's ankle, pulling him deeper into the lake. Tommy thrashed about, trying to pull away, but Jason was far stronger.

'Die!' Jason thought, pulling him so that they were face to face 'Die!'

He then grabbed Tommy's face, ruthlessly crushing it. Tommy gurgled as the bones in his face cracked and poked through the skin. Then, with a final ounce of strength, Jason punched a fist through Tommy's chest, pulling out his heart…

… There was an explosion as the boat was enveloped with flames. At that moment, I knew Tommy wouldn't be coming back to us…but it was over…finally over. The sky was painted a beautiful pinkish blue as the sun began to rise.

"Looks like we should go" Peyton said, starting the engine "I can't believe that two people died for us"

"I know" I said, fastening my seatbelt while groaning in pain "Two victims and many more died on what was supposed to be an awesome trip. I feel like shit"

"The trip wasn't good" Peyton said, giving me a look "But there were some good parts. I especially liked cuddling with you and getting to know you"

"Ditto" I said, feeling a bit feverish because of the pain "You made the special parts special"

"Let's go get Kristy and Tom" he said, driving us out of the area…

… "Peyton" a reporter said, thrusting a mic into his face "How did you survive the latest Crystal Lake Massacre?"

"No comment!" Peyton growled, helping me out of the wheelchair at the Medical Center "We've been through enough"

"Tina" another reporter said, thrusting a mic in my face "How did it feel to survive with your favorite NFL player?"

I had just been released from the Wessex County Medical Center for the treatment of my broken ankle and was already in a foul mood. It didn't help matters much with all the reporters hounding Peyton and I as we tried leaving in peace.

"Will you assholes just fuck off?!" I screamed, grabbing the mic and throwing it to the ground "For fuck's sake! I just want to be left alone!"

Peyton and I walked slowly to Peyton's Durango, where Kristy and Tom were waiting for us. We had escaped the massacre with minor injuries and some memories that would last a lifetime. Kristy and I both swore we'd never accept a trip to a lake ever again.

"Finally" I exclaimed as we drove away from the throng of reporters "We can relax!"

"No kidding" Kristy said, making a face "You have no idea how many people called my dad's place for interviews. The people are a bunch of fucking vultures!"

"Pfft" Tom said, smirking "You guys wouldn't know the meaning of vultures until you've come face to camera with the paparazzi!"

"Speaking of which" Peyton said, seemingly in better spirits "I took the liberty in emailing that picture of Tom to a couple of the tabloids. I got a million dollars for it."

"WHAT?!!" Tom shrieked angrily "OH NO YOU DIDN'T!"

The rest of us erupted in laughter. Peyton and Tom were back at odds with each other, just like they were before.

"After all this shit" I exclaimed, resting my head against the headrest "I think we need a real vacation"

"I know" Peyton joked, grabbing my hand and squeezing it "Let's all go to lake Tahoe"

Kristy and I groaned in unison while Tom threw a balled up piece of Kleenex at Peyton's head. Things were finally getting back to normal!

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