"Did you just say "Jason", Deborah?
"Yes, i did. Why?"
I was surprised, when she noticed Jason's name.
"So you did meet him...Is he..?"
"Alive? Yes, he is. But why is that important?"
"Because...i'm his friend."
What? She was Jason's friend. I didn't know and now I'm finding out the truth about Jennys Past.
"You're his friend?"
"I was...I was the first friend he ever had. We had so much fun together."
Jennys POV(Flashback)
When I was young and traveled to Camp Crystal Lake as a class trip the first time. I saw a baldheaded boy sitting on the pier end all by himself. Thinking, he might need some company, I approached him.
"Hello there, what's your name?"
He didn't look at me but he still answered.
"Jason"
"Well, hello Jason. Do you mind me sitting next to you?"
He nodded and I noticed he was tensing. Was he afraid of me? He quickly turned his head from me, when I sat down.
"Is something wrong?"
"No... it's fine. I'm just...shy."
"Can I see your face?"
He trembled and I think i understood, what he was afraid of. He was afraid of showing me his face.
"Please, Jason. Trust me, Looks don't matter to me. I won't judge you, i promise."
He gained confidence in turning around to me but he closed his eyes. I saw that his face was deformed. His eyes weren't on the same level and his lips were a bit chapped.
But that didn't scare me. I wanted him to open his eyes, so I could see them.
"Can you please open your eyes?"
I saw him struggling but then he opened them and I saw them. One blue and one green eye. I looked at them and he looked fine for me. I could tell, He was afraid of showing me his deformed face but it didn't scare me. He looked at me in surprise, when I just smiled at his face instead of freaking out because he seemed to expect me to be afraid of him.
"You're...not...afraid of me?"
"As I said, Looks don't matter to me. For me, you look different but still like a human."
"I'm happy, that someone likes me for who I am. They always bully because my face makes them run from me..."
"Not for me. You are fine the way you are. It must be hard for you to not being able to make friends with your looks..."
He sighed unhappily, agreeing with me.
"It is. My brother always looks out for me but deep inside I feel lonely..."
"Can I be your friend? So you don't feel lonely anymore?"
He looked at me and began to smile. It seemed like he was really happy to finally get a friend.
Suddenly I was being hugged by him and I froze for a bit because it came unexpected but I hugged back soon after. Then he stopped hugging me and looked at me.
"Thank you,...uhhh"
"Oh, sorry. I didn't introduce myself to you. My name is Jenny. Jenny Myers."
"Thank you, Jenny"
The days went by and Jason and me developed a bond together. We became best friends and we could tell each other everything. Everytime I told him something bad happening in my Life, He listened carefully and comforted me afterwards. I didn't believe, that he would be able to do this but he really was good at this.
But at one day something happened. Something that still haunts me to this day...
Jason called to me him and we sat together on the shore. He called me because he wanted to tell me something.
"So, what did you want to tell me?"
"H...Here"
He handed me a bracelet, that looked like it was handmade. I stared and it looked beautiful.
"Amazing, did you make this?"
He nodded and I smiled. I didn't know, Jason was so good at crafting things. He must have taken long to make this. I handed it back to him but he just shrugged his head.
"Hm? You don't want it back?"
"This is for you"
I opened my mouth in surprise and I went happy on the spot.
"Really? Thank you, that is so sweet of you."
But when I said that, I frowned. I didn't have a present for him. Now i feel guilty.
"You don't like it?"
"No, it's beautiful. But i don't have a present for you."
"It's alright. You gave me one already."
"Huh?"
He pointed at me and I raised my eyebrow in confusion.
"It's you, Jenny. You are my present."
I blushed because I felt flattered by his words. Is he trying to start a relationship with me?
"For as long as I was alone, i'm really grateful for you being with me. I am happy that you are there for me. I...have to tell you something..."
"What is it?"
"I....i..."
"Well well well, look who we got here. The deformed bitch trying to scare a girl."
I looked at him angry. Jason wasn't scaring me. He looked at me serious, silently telling me to run. I wasn't able to do anything, so I listened to him. When I made distance, I saw the bullies picking Jason up and harassing him. Then at one point someone left their home and went towards the fight, intervening. He seemed to protect Jason, so that must be his brother Y/N. He told me about him. I noticed Jason trying to run but a Bully stopped him and pulled him away. Y/N was beaten up and I really felt sorry for him. Jason was being dragged towards the pier end. Realizing what they wanted to do, I ran towards them but I quickly got yanked back.
"You're not going anywhere"
"Let me go."
"You will stay right here or else, you'll be next. Understand?"
I had to stay. I didn't want to get hurt. I had to watch how Jason got pushed into the lake and he thrashed around with his arms because he couldn't swim. I couldn't do anything, I was being held back.
"Jason!"
I heard Y/N calling him. He ran towards him and held out his hand for him to grab it.
"Take my hand! I can get you out."
The Boy that was holding me, let loose and ran towards him Y/N. I wanted to warn him but it was too late. He got yanked away and this blonde bully, kicked him in the face. I decided to act, so I ran to Jason as quickly as possible.
"Jason! Take my hand!"
He tried to reach my hand and He grabbed and I pulled him as quick as I could but after he was done, he was kicked in again by this blonde bully.
"I don't think so, bitch."
I saw Jason sink down the water and I screamed, running away from the scene.
I never even got to know, what he wanted to tell me.
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Friday the 13th: Blood Brothers (Killer!Reader x Deborah Kim)
FanfictionAs a child you had a brother named "Jason". He had many disadvantages, while you retained more human-like. Your appearance wasn't as bad as Jason himself and you sometimes felt guilty for being the better looking brother. Jason was the type of broth...