Slasher X Reader

Chapter 3 - What He Thought After First Meeting

Credit to EddieSkabettie

Jason

I watched as the car pulled up, I knew the camp was opening up but I didn't think counselors would be showing up this early or well just one counselor. I thought I had more time to trap the cabins. I guess I thought wrong or only slightly wrong because there was only one person in the car and only one car. The female stepping out of the car shocked me greatly, she had on shorts that covered her legs to her knees and a tank top that covered her chest and that weird undergarment thing only females seem to wear.
It was odd to see a female besides my mother so covered up and so freely choose to do so. I watched her as she slowly walked around looking lost and confused. "Mr. Kinsley?" she calls out, she must be calling for that horrible older man who was opening up the camp and just wouldn't get the message to leave.
I could not smell the harsh smell of perfume as they call it wafting off her as the others harsh perfume did. She has a soft smell of herbs and dough. She smelled like mother use to. It's odd for the first time mother was not telling me to kill, to kill the sinners. To kill those who were busy as I was killed.
She started to walk towards me, looking down I see my torso and down was not covered in the shade of the trees. She was walking towards me and not away in fear. I couldn't let her see me too close up, not just yet anyway. Turning I head into the forest, not wanting her to get too close and lose the chance of figuring out why mother was so quiet. I heard the gravel shuffle as she followed, it was odd. She was coming after me, and not slowly either. Stopping a very small distance I hide behind a tree where I could see her.
I watched as her (y/h/c) shimmered and bounced as she jogged to me until a door open and that horrible Mr. Kingsley who bought the camp came out stopping her in her tracks. Annoyed I glare at him as she turns and walks slowly to him. When she is close enough he puts his arm around her shoulder and stirred her away to the cabin he just came from. That angered me more that he dared to touch her even though he might not know her.
"Kill him son, he touched that good girl," mother says "Kill him and watch her, watch how she treats the other counselors. She might be the perfect good girl for you," mother calls out into my head. I have to agree though mother was right like always she was good and it interested me how she walked towards me even though she didn't know me.

Michael

I watched as the moving van pulled into the driveway of my house. I was in my bedroom on the top floor watching the van. Nobody will just leave my home alone, thankfully most teens stop coming here for sex. But now a new person or family is moving in. That itself can cause a lot of trouble, with trying to get Jamie and kill those who get in my way. She was slightly smart she unboarded all the downstairs windows. She then also propped open all the doors inside. She checked every room, I followed behind her wondering why the voices in my head where not telling me to kill her. It's very odd, but I liked being able to just be curious and not being told to kill
She opened some windows then went back out to the moving van and grabbed cleaning supplies. I watched her sweep up then start to mop the living room and kitchen. It was odd just watching her, she wasn't worried about anything or listening too much she was just humming. She moved a few things in and I starred surprised that nobody had come to help her. I also mentally kicked myself because I actually wanted to help.
That made me move forward pulling the knife from my pocket and push her towards the walk. Sticking the knife to her neck causing a soft gasp to come from her. She just stares up at me, fear freckling her eyes. "May I help you? If you need to stay the night you may. Just please spare me," she whispers which scares me slightly. She was just gonna let me stay the night even though I have a knife to her throat. That's kinda scary if you think about it. But for once my mind is blank with orders from the voices.
With no real idea what to do my other hand slowly lifts up to her check and strokes it softly wondering if she caused my mind to freeze up. She watches me slightly scared but mostly in surprise. I put my hand over her eyes scaring me since I'm never this bold. She slowly closes her eyes seeming to not know what to do. I step back and study her, she was in jeans and long sleeves and was very modest and sweet.
Quickly walking back up the stairs I sit at the top just listening to her as she closed everything up quickly. She was the only thing on my mind that night, nothing else crossed it as I slowly slipped back down and watched her sleep sitting in the corner of the room.