Must Read: Friday The 13th *Ever Scary* - Season 1 - Episode 60

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Must Read: Friday The 13th *Ever Scary* - Season 1 - Episode 60

Destiny HAD left him…his sweet, adorable, innocent little girl had LEFT him behind. And he had the stupidity to LET her slip out of his grip.


How could he do something so foolish? How could he let her slide away from him like this? She wouldn’t be able to survive without his arms protecting her untainted innocence…her craving innocence that so many had lost within the years her life held. Jason could place the feeling of pure regret that had filled him since he was blinded by the rage that poured through his blood and caused it to boil over. Part of his blunt anger was for Destiny, as much as he didn’t want it to be.

Did she honestly think she could make it out there on her own? Did she think that she didn’t need Jason anymore to survive? Part of Jason wanted her to get raped, to get hurt, to come running back to him sobbing and bleeding her virginity out between her legs like one of the many victims he had come across. But what would he do, then? Would he comfort her? Would he push her away? Would he kill her? Jason gritted his teeth as he toyed with the situation he had put himself in. What WOULD he do if she came running back to him in such a state? Comforting her would only bring false hopes. If she had left him before, who’s to say she wouldn’t try to leave him again? Pushing her away would be an option, especially if she wasn’t the same Destiny he knew. He didn’t want to protect a girl who had lost her innocence. That would make her a bad girl. So…he would have to kill her, wouldn’t he? Jason sighed roughly as he reached the door to his home. He hated the idea of killing Destiny more than anything, but if it came to that situation, he would have to…

Jason stood at the door, staring at the doorknob with his good eye pleadingly. Pert of him was hoping that Destiny had somehow come back here, as if that had been the trick into scaring him. Because, goddamn, he was scared to death, no doubt. Lord knows he would never, ever admit it, but he was so scared he could feel himself shaking. He didn’t want Destiny out there.

He didn’t want to think of her getting attacked by men while he wasn’t there to protect her.

They wouldn’t even be able to go within ten feet of her in his presence. The fact that he couldn’t provide that for her anymore and that she was now vulnerable to the world caused worry and fear to take a hold of him for the first time since he drowned. He promised her that he would protect her. He promised her that he would guard her beautiful innocence with every ounce of energy he had. And now, she’s gone.


Gone from his life forever. Now…he was alone.


Again. For the first time in weeks. He had gotten so used to watching out for her. He remembered how he would check up on her every time he had woken up (He remembered all the excuses he came up with to do so as well) and just watched her sleep. She looked so d--n beautiful, all curled up against her stuffed dog and burying her messy hair against it like a lover. So many times, more times than Jason could really put a number on, he had been tempted to just chuck that lucky – that lucky, LUCKY – stuffed dog out of the way and replace it with himself, so he could finally know what it felt like to hold someone you love in your arms. Jason lost count at how many times he had seen lovers hold each other while they slept, but every single time, he couldn’t help but wonder.

‘Why can’t that be m-?
…Wait…did I say I love her?’
“In a way, you did, Dear.”
Jason almost let out a gasp at his mother’s words. He had known she had been listening in to everything he had been thinking about, so it was rather surprising that she wasn’t yelling at him for thinking that Destiny could possibly be a bad girl. The thought only scared him more. If Mother didn’t object to Destiny being a bad girl, then she WAS a bad girl, wasn’t she?

“Jason…Destiny is not a bad girl, as much as you think she is.”

…Now THAT made him angry. How WASN’T she a bad girl? As much as Jason didn’t want her to be, she WAS, damnit! She WAS a bad girl! She was a bad girl for leaving him and was a bad girl for thinking she didn’t need him. But she did. She DID need him…and he needed her…

Jason struck his fist against the door weakly, his body shaking too hard to fully exert its power. He could only fasten his teeth together and clench his eye shut. Why…why…

‘Why, Mother…why? Why did she leave me? What did I do wrong?’
“Jason, Honey, you didn’t do anything wrong.”
‘B-but she’s GONE, Mother. She’s GONE.

She’s LEFT me, and I can’t get her back! I don’t know where she is now! For all I know she could be-‘
“Attacked.”
Jason’s shaking fist tightened against the door, the images spilling into him again.


“…Jason, she won’t be attacked.”