**Must Read: Friday The 13th Ever Scary - Season 1 - Episode 28**

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**Must Read: Friday The 13th Ever Scary - Season 1 - Episode 28**

What in the world was she talking about? Jason slowly tilted his head to the side, trying to display his utter confusion to her. He definitely needed an explanation of this. He watched Destiny’s face start to go dark, dark red, which only made him more confused? Why was she embarrassed?

“Y-you…d-don’t know what a-a period is, d-do you?” He slowly shook his head, feeling slightly stupid. It seemed like he should have known what a period was. He slowly took in her appearance. She was wearing a white tank top and her pajama pants from last night, but this time they were rolled up to reach her knees. He could see the dried blood from her legs, which worried him. Did this whole period thing have to do with the blood? He slowly pointed down at her legs, and he saw Destiny’s face go darker.
“O-Oh, geeze…I-I-I…” Destiny quickly unrolled her pajama pants so they would cover the stains. “I-I…I-I-I…” Watching her turn into a bunch of stutters sounded kinda cute, but he was still worried. He slowly watched as she glanced behind him and covered her face with her hands.

“I-I…I-I got it e-e-everywhere…!” Destiny quickly dashed downstairs, making Jason flinch at her speed, and slowly walked down to see her scrubbing the blood off the floor. Her face was still a deep red, and Jason watched her, lost once again. Why was she so embarrassed?

It was only blood. We all have it. He didn’t want to stop her, though. She looked as if she had the morals to do it, regardless of Jason stopped her or not. So he just watched as she mopped up all the stains on the floor with a small towel that she must have found somewhere in the kitchen. He started to realize that when she almost done, her face was slowly contorting in what looked like pain, which quickly sent him on high alert. How could she possibly be hurt from cleaning the floor?

She wasn’t that weak, was she? When she was done, she slowly fell to her side, curling into a ball and hugging her stomach with one arm and gripping her hair with the other. He had never seen a girl in so much pain before.

She looked like she was being clawed from the inside out. Jason did NOT like it.

Jason quickly crouched to her side, gazing down at her worriedly. He slowly and hesitantly brushed some of her hair out of her eyes.

Her skin was hot and her forehead was sweaty, and her eyes expressed a desperation he never saw before. She was whimpering softly, but they were gradually getting louder as she started to fidget, the pain seeming to get worse. Jason started to panic. What was he supposed to do? She didn’t look injured at all. He saw no more blood coming out of her body, so how in the world could she be in pain?
He heard her cry out pleadingly, and Jason jumped in shock. She was trembling and jerking her body about, but kept a firm clasp on her lower stomach. Jason swallowed hard, a helpless feeling overcoming him. He didn’t want to see her like this. It was too hard to see.

He had to do something. But what?

“…J-J-Jason…”
He quickly looked down to see her gazing up at him, her eyes slightly cloudy. She looked like she was struggling, but she slowly smiled up at him, her body slowly relaxing.

“D-don’t worry, okay? I-I’m alright…I-I’ll explain e-everything i-in a sec…I-I gotta get some things f-for the pain…” He watched weakly as she tried to get to her feet, her body starting to shake again. It looked like it was taking quite a bit of energy. No, Jason wouldn’t have that. In one swift motion, Jason gathered Destiny up in his arms, one hand clasping her side and the other around the back of her knees. Destiny yelped softly when he did so, and her face flushed in shock.

“J-jason…!” Jason slowly shook his head, trying to calm her down, and carried her as gently as he could to the couch in the living room. He slowly lied her down on the old, worn-out couch and watched her nervously. He had never done that before. It didn’t sound like she liked it, though. But he knew he had to do it.

She was too weak to get up on her own.

Destiny squirmed on the couch and tried to get up again, but Jason quickly pushed her back down. Didn’t she know how much pan she was in?

“N-no…J-Jason, I…I-I’m fine, really, pl-please don’t worry…” She slowly tried to get up again, but Jason growled, getting irritated, and pushed her back down a little more roughly then he intended. Destiny gasped and stared up at him, fear in her eyes. Jason felt his core soften at the sight. She just didn’t understand…
He wanted to take care of her.

“What do you need, Destiny? I’ll get it for you.”He showed her the notepad and she stared up at him in awe, which made his face feel warm under his mask.

“J-Jason, I…y-you don’t have to do that…I-I can get it m-myself.” Jason slowly shook his head.

“You’re in pain. You shouldn’t be moving if you’re in pain.”Jason was shocked when he heard her giggle softly at him.

“J-Jason…th-this has happened to me tons of times…I-I always have to do something when I’m on my period, r-regardless of how much pain I’m in.” She’s talking about the period thing again. What in the heck is a period! Jason was about to write down what was on his mind when Destiny cried out sharply and curled into a ball again, which sent Jason to the floor, crouching next to her again and trying to find any way to help. Destiny was whimpering softly and stared up at Jason pleadingly again.

“I-I…y-you really wanna h-help me?” She was speaking in her soft voice, which Jason now understood to be the voice she used when she was either shy, scared, worried, or in pain.

Jason nodded seriously, and her face started to flush again. He couldn’t help but smile a little. She looked so fragile in this state, even if it wasn’t comfortable for her.

“I-In my bag…th-there’s a small bottle of pills-” Jason felt his body harden with a warning glare. What KIND of pills? Destiny’s eyes widened in fear. “I-I…th-they’re just for pain, Jason…I-I brought them j-just in case this happened…” Jason studied her carefully, trying to decipher whether or not she was lying to him. She squirmed slightly underneath his gaze, and Jason sighed softly. Of course she was telling the truth.

“C-could…y-you get them for me? A-and a glass of water…?” Jason nodded and patted her head gently before walking upstairs to find her pills. He rummaged through her duffel bag and found a small bottle labeled ‘Ibuprofen’. He stared at the bottle and glanced at the doorway, nervously. Destiny wouldn’t lie to him, would she? She wasn’t secretly using drugs, right? Jason sighed and glanced over at the bed. What he saw was a shock. All of his stuffed animals, including the stuffed bunny and Lacey, were all lying on the bed.

Jason’s eye widened at the sight. When did she do this? Before she got up? Why DID she do it? He slowly got up and walked toward the bed, and saw that the stuffed animals were perfectly positioned, and he slowly tilted his head to the side. Destiny was truly a very, very interesting girl…he had to ask her why she did this. It was utterly adorable.
Jason went back down the stairs and filled a glass with water before coming back into the living room. Destiny was still lying on the couch, and her skin still looked warm. Jason crouched to her side and offered her the things she asked for. Destiny smiled at him softly and sat up, taking the bottle first.

“Th-thank you, Jason, very much…” She gave him a soft smile before taking two of the pills out of the bottle and swallowing them down with the water. Jason felt his face heat up at her stare. He wasn’t doing that much…he was just trying to make her feel better…
He glanced away, feeling shy himself for what felt like the first time since he was a little kid. He scratched his head, trying to get the feeling to go away. It was so alien to him. Destiny let out a little giggle.

“R-really, Jason…I-I’m not just saying it. Y-you’re taking such good care of me…” Jason felt his face heat up more and he glanced at her hopefully. He watched her smile at him softly and reached up to stroke his jacket near his chest, her face flushing as she did so.
“Y-you may be a serial killer, b-but…” Jason felt his heart race when she started to hesitate, and she pressed her fist against her lips her other arm wrapped around her stomach again. Her face was going red again.
“…Y-you’re a really s-sweet guy…”