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

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Chapter 12

The next morning I awaken to the sound of birds singing outside. Wrapped up in the blanket, lying on an insanely comfortable bed, it is definitely a lot more comfortable than that mattress I slept on the previous day.

I slowly stretch while still lying down and my hand lands in the spot next to me on the bed, but instead of my hand landing on the flat mattress, it lands on something else…

It feels like a body…

Hesitantly I turn my head to see Jason lying next to me.

My eyes widen huge in pure surprise and I see myself jump off the bed, but I can't get my legs to move to do so. So I just sit there, staring at him.

I swear he wasn't in here when I went to sleep last night…he was in a different room…why is he in here…when did he come in here…?

Staring at Jason, who is facing me and is still asleep, as I can see his eyes closed behind his mask and his breathing is calm.

Does he normally sleep with his mask on? That must be uncomfortable if he does…but I have a feeling he doesn't sleep with it on usually.

Continuing to watch him, I slowly relax. He looks so calm when he is asleep…and so peaceful.

As slow and silent as I can, I slowly crawl out of the bed. Wearing a nightgown I usually sleep in. Once I get out of the bed I slowly leave the room and shut the door behind me softly, knowing even the slightest noise will wake him.

Once I leave the room I head downstairs and to the kitchen, last night I ended up making cookies as well. Jason seemed to enjoy the cookies I made, I'm so happy he enjoys my food. I giggle to myself, remembering him admitting he likes my food more than cooked squirrel.

I still wonder why he came to sleep in my room…maybe he wanted to make sure I didn't leave?

Who knows…

2 months later

Jason and I have gotten very familiar with each other, I'm so happy we still stay in the same house, the huge log cabin.

Surprisingly no trashy teens have wandered onto Crystal Lake's property within two months…which is surprising even for Jason.

My sticky note collection has definitely multiplied by a ton. We have told each other a lot…and I think I am beginning to feel an attraction to him…not a friend attraction…greater than that…

Every night he has slept in my room with me, his reason for this is that he doesn't want to be alone again.

Sitting out at the lake, on the dock I sit and watch the water rippling in the gentle breeze. Jason has grown to trust me enough that he knows I won't try to leave and he doesn't care that I go outside, though he still recommends he be with me or nearby whenever I am outside.

I turn and look behind me, Jason is most likely checking the surroundings, he has been doing this a lot more lately due to the suspicious absence of intruders.

He has also been using this free time to spend it with me mostly.

The bad thing about living in the cabin is we are running out of food…most of the food has either gone bad or Jason and I have devoured it. Especially Jason, he seems to really enjoy it. Normal food has become his overall diet now, and it seems to be taking a pretty good effect on him.

I will have to find a way to get more food for us…I do have some money in my wallet I brought with me, only probably $50. That won't be able to get much food…but it will last us a while. I just hope he will let me leave to get food.

Hearing footsteps, I look behind me again and see Jason approaching the dock I am sitting on. Jason stops right before reaching the wood and looks down at it, he slowly trails his eyes along the dock and to me.

Is he hesitant to get on the dock with me?

I guess it makes sense…since this is probably the same dock he was last on before he drowned. I watch him.

"Come on Jason, I promise nothing will happen to you." I say with a smile.

He watches me and slowly steps onto it, seeing nothing getting weak at all, he continues walking slowly until he reaches me. I give him a smile as a reward.

"See? And now you are here with me." I giggle and pat the empty spot beside me.

He nods and sits down next to me, looking out over the water with me.

"…Jason…I really need to tell you something…I've been wanting to tell you this for about a month…its nothing bad, I promise…" I state to him, watching the water. I feel my face begin to heat up drastically, knowing he is watching me and waiting for me to go on.

"Please don't look at me when I say this…I'm nervous enough as it is…"

I take my brown jacket off and cover my face with it, so I feel less nervous and so I feel like I'm talking to myself so I will spit it out.

I feel his gaze shift away from me as I requested him to do.

"…Please don't get angry with me…or think I am becoming one of those girls who normally invade the camp…because I'm not…this is a different feeling then what they feel."

I feel his gaze on me again, I keep the hood of the jacket on my face.

"…Jason…for a while…I have felt as though…I have grown to have feelings for you…not friendship feelings…but more intense feelings…feelings I've never really felt before…what I am saying basically…is that I think I am falling for you…"

I can basically feel my face so warm with blush that I am sure I could trick someone into believing I have a bad fever.

Slowly I remove the hood from my view, only a small bit though, just enough for me to see him.

His eyes hold a surprisingly calm emotion towards my words.

My eyes widen as he suddenly wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me against his side in a small hug.

My blush intensifies, if that is even possible at this point.

Slowly I return the hug as I wrap my arms around his large figure.

Suddenly I feel something pressed against my forehead, I slowly unwrap from him and take it off me, a sticky note. I turn it around and read what is written.

'I have felt the same strange emotion towards you, Aliss. I tried denying it, but now that I have found out you have the same emotions as I do, I will accept them.'

I feel tears rise in my eyes as I read this piece of yellow paper in my hands. I feel a gloved hand slowly turn my head to face Jason, who looks as though he is very concerned.

I slowly begin to smile at him as tears run from my eyes, "I'm not sad…I'm just happy…"

His eyes slowly begin to show that he is smiling as he pulls me against him again.

I look over the sticky note, to see a logo design printed over and over on the back of it, as well as a lack of stickiness.

"That was the last note?" I ask, looking up at him.

He nods.

We went through an entire stack of sticky notes within two months…wow…

"Maybe I could get more? As well as more food?"

His eyes seem to widen in interest at the last word, I giggle.

"Yes, I can get more food, Jason. As long as it is ok with you. But I don't have much money on me…I only brought 50 dollars…that won't be much for food…"

He watches me, seeming to have gotten an idea. He stands and leaves the dock and walks off somewhere.

He returns about 10 minutes later and sits behind me, I turn around to face him, facing away from the lake now.

He reaches into the pocket of his jacket and pulls out a large collection of money.

My eyes widen huge, "Where did you get that? Holy crap." He shrugs at my question and hands it to me.

I begin counting it, I get to 200 and suddenly run into a dollar stained red. Is that blood…? Pulling the dollar out of the stack, I show it to him.

"…is this money from your victims…?"

He slowly nods.

I frown at his response, "I can't take this Jason…it feels wrong…it isn't my money…" Handing it back to him.

He pushes my hand away, basically telling me to keep it.

"Jason, no. Take it back…" I thrust my hand out to him again, only to have my hand pushed back away as he shows no interest in it.

Suddenly a loud gunshot rings through my ears as a searing pain explodes from my arm, out of instinct I grab my arm, dropping the money. I scream in pain, Jason's eyes huge as he holds his chest, right near his heart.

I watch as blood runs out around his gloved hand…

Jason is gonna be so angryyyyy. I really enjoyed writing this chapter. So intense! Sorry for the time skip, but it had to be done. :D