Jamie POV
I moved Y/n to my couch, he was bleeding badly from the swing I took at him. He looked so peaceful, just laying there, not a care in the world, that was apart from the massive bleeding slash in his stomach. I picked up the locket with my picture on it, and crushed it, that Jamie was gone, I was now a slasher.
(This was a filler chapter so sorry)
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[DISCONTINUED] Jamie Voorhees x Male Reader
FanfictionWarning:GORE You were friends with Jamie before her drowning, you used the feeling of that experience to fuel art and song, all which she heard and saw in the lake, and she heard when you talked to her pictures. Now she is out, and wants to see you.