DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN JASON, CRYSTAL LAKE, OR ANYTHING ELSE BUT MY CHARACTERS :)

Chapter 4

The next morning was mainly spent arguing over what food to eat..Marissa wanted eggs, sausage and bacon while the guys wanted Waffles and Pancakes. I wanted French toast, but i'm sure my vote is out of question because Marissa is pretty dang locked on her choice and snaps at anyone who objects her choice of food.

After we finish eating food, mine was a large majority burnt, as Marissa isn't exactly the finest cook in the house...I hate burnt food to be honest. So i barely ate any of my food on my plate, instead I found more interest in the small fruits and bananas in the house to snack on. After all this I am now sitting in the living room with the satisfied Marissa, after she finished eating her choice of food. The boys are no where to be found...

"Where are the guys?"

"Oh god you miss them already? Wow I didn't think you liked any of them!" Marissa bursts out.

"No, I don't like them. They are horny pigs and only want to get in your pants..." i state to her plainly, knowing it's true.

"Wow Aliss. You know you can be a bit of a bitch sometimes, I don't even know why I hang out with you most of the time." She says, crossing her arms and giving me a glare.

Did she really just say that to me? Instead of arguing with her, I leave the cabin through the front door, taking a look outside. The lake in the back of the Cabin looks so amazing, so peaceful, as if I could see a deer pop up out of no where and take a drink of the beautiful lake.

How could such bad murders and deaths happen on such beautiful land?

I slowly walk away from the cabin and to the lake, basically beckoning me. Remembering what happened in my nightmare, I find myself very reluctant to look at myself in the water, but I do anyways. I stare at my reflection in the deep grey waters that shine blue in the sunlight. My black hair being somewhat highlighted by the sun's rays above my head, my blueish green eyes staring back at me in the water. I wait...gathering the strength to witness the events of my nightmare, thinking people could appear around me any second. But nothing happens.

Am i losing my mind...? I think I should just pack myself up and catch a ride home...but the thought of flagging down some stranger from around these parts doesn't sound at all pleasant...

I suddenly begin seeing some surprisingly large bubbles rising to the surface of the water at the end of the dock I am at. Curious of what is causing the bubbles, I slowly step out onto the dock, stepping further and further out into the water, the dock shaking under my feet...god I hate docks...especially when they are shaky...why am I curious about this anyway? It could just be a big fish trying to speak English...I can't help but laugh at the thought as I get further out and closer to the bubbles. I stand at the end of the dock, looking down at the huge bubbles rising and spreading as they reach the surface of the water. I don't see a thing under the water...it's way too dark down there...wait...I think I see something...I get on my hands and knees, looking down into the water as I see a dark figure rising from within the depths, following the bubbles, getting larger...and larger..and larger!

Suddenly the figure springs out of the water, a huge, large figure of a man, I didn't have a second to see any features before huge hands grab me around the waist and yank me roughly into the depths of the water with it. I struggle and scream out into the darkness of the water surrounding me as the huge man drags me deeper under the water. I look down at the man pulling me down, he is wearing a hockey mask...which is extremely damaged, a huge ax mark is on the left side of the mask. More than a hundred other different cuts and scratches are visible on the dirty, old Hockey mask. Immediately everything matches up, ITS FUCKING JASON VOORHEES DRAGGING ME UNDER WATER.

Trying to come to realization of his existence and all this happening at once, I realize i am running out of oxygen. I immediately begin kicking at him as hard as i can, which didn't seem to be affecting him one bit, it didn't even force his head to the side or anything...I try weakly to try and pry his powerful hands off me, only for him to grasp harder, causing me to whimper out into the water engulfing me.

I begin to lose consciousness...this is the end of me...

AHHHH WILL SHE DIE? WILL SHE LIVE? WILL HE LET GO? WILL HE HOLD ON? MY GOD SO MANY QUESTIONS!

Hey guys i'm backkkk :D ...i act as if people care. Haha anyway here is another short chapter..Sorry about that. I have been up all night and decided to write this at like 4 am before school. Amazing plan RIGHT? :D I have like no fuel right now. BUT hopefully I can get another chapter in BEFORE tomorrow! AND i'm so sorry if there are any crap grammar in my chapters...I do not own any good writing applications like Microsoft Word...all i have is Notepad, Wordpad, and crap like that...They don't tell me if I make a mistake at all. So PLEASE try to be nice on the crap grammar...until i find something to settle on...

Thank youuuu :)