Slasher X Reader

Chapter 16 - When You Hurt Him/Loose Your Temper

Credit to EddieSkabettie

Jason

           I look at Jason's machete laying on the kitchen table. It's getting annoying, sighing I grab it and drag it outside. Grumbling I throw it down next to Jason as he sat on the steps. "Keep it off the tables!" I yell a little annoyed that I have to clean that table again. Stomping back into the house I head to the kitchen. Grabbing the bottle of bleach and rag.
          I hear the front door slowly open. "(Y/n)," he says very quietly, I hear his foot fall moving closer. I ignore him and spray the bleach onto the table. I scrub at the table and blood very annoyed that I have no job and now I have to clean up blood. "(Y/n), my dear," he calls out quietly. "Go shower to get the dang blood off! I'm not cleaning the floor again," I tell him a little annoyed with him for all the blood.
          When I finished I put the bottle back then throw the rag into the waist basket. Sitting onto the couch I grab my laptop to see if anyone emailed me back about my job applications. I feel breath on the back of my neck I flinch away "crap Jason! Creepy enough?" I ask a little upset that he's just breathing on my neck. "You applied for a job away from me?" Jason asks a little upset. "I need money for food, also it's just in town. It's not in a other state," I answer raising my voice a little.
          He steps back frowning. "I'm sorry, don't leave me. I'm sorry my machete will stay in the closet. I'll clean off before I enter," he whispers, I roll my eyes a little upset. "I'm not leaving you honey. Yes your upsetting sometimes but that doesn't mean I'm just upping and leaving," I comment looking at him, he nods softly his frown still on his face causing me to frown too. "What do you want for lunch?" I ask coming around to kiss his cheek. He fallows behind me to the kitchen.

Micheal

           I stare at Michael in disgust. He was trailing blood into the house. "Michael Audrey Myers! You walk your ass outside and around to the back! Hose off and I'll bring you clean clothes!" I yell beyond upset that he just walked in with tons of blood on him. He runs out the front door and out of my sight. Grumbling I grab him jeans and a shirt. Putting them out back I see Michel taking off his jumper. Putting his clothes on the porch I walk back inside to clean up the blood.
          Grabbing 2 rags and a bowl of warm water I clean up the porch so no nosey neighbors come around. When I got the porch cleaned off I pour some bleach onto the porch and use the second rag to make sure it's extra clean. Entering the house I cleanup the floor just like I use the same method as I did to clean the porch. I hear the back door open, his footsteps moving closer. "(Y/n) can I apologize?" His deep voice that has become booming turned back into his gently shy quiet one from when I first moved here.
Standing up I roll my shoulders. Putting the rags into the hamper I dump the water down the shower drain. Putting the bucket back into the hall closet I sigh softly. "(Y/n) I didn't mean to upset you, I'm sorry," his words fallow me as I go find the spray to spray away the bleach smell. Walking back to the living room to finish up on the email I was typing to my publisher.
          I feel someone looking at me. Turning I see Michael staring at me from the kitchen doorway. I don't hate him, he just messed up and I'm a little annoyed. He steps into the kitchen so I turn back to my email. A couple minutes later as I'm sending the email. A sandwich on a plate is put next to my computer. "An apology sandwich. Don't hate me, stay with me," he says softly kneeling next to me putting his chin on my cheek. I kiss his forehead softly then split the sandwich in half.

Freddy

Freedy has been keeping me so much and I've been slacking slightly on my work. I've been getting less and less sleep with him always visiting my dreams. It's kind of him to make sure I don't have any nightmares but talking for hours as though I hadn't just been with him. I slowly nod to sleep as I try to get through my work load. Slowly laying my head on my desk hopping for a peaceful sleep. I woke up in Freddy's home in dreamland. I groan and lay down on the floor hopping to go fully asleep. "Babe your here!" He slurs out, groaning I stay on the floor. "Babe! Are you awake?" He slurrs some how I understand his words.
I stand up coming face to face with Freddy with a bottle in his hand. Grabbing the bottle in his hand I throw it hard against st the wall. "Let me sleep!" I yell grabbing the front of his shirt. He flinch nodding with his hands up high. "Also take a break from drinking, you need to cool off," I grumble pulling him shirt closer. He nods and snaps his fingers letting me go to a normal dream. Slipping deeper asleep I smell alcohol. I feel myself being moved then laid down. I wanted to wake up and tell him off more cut this was much needed sleep.
Waking up I come face to face with Freddy. Flinching I move away from the alcohol breath. "How upset are you?" He whispers, I move back more. "I'm going go back to work," I say getting out of bed. His hand grazes my arm as I get up but he lets go "I'm sorry," he breaths out. Giving a shrug I go back to work groaning when I see it's 1 in the morning. I guess I missed lunch and dinner because of my much needed nap.
I had hardly started working when I could smell pizza. Stopping my tape I look up as a plate is waved in front of my face. Turning I see Freddy there with a plate, studying his face I see sorrow. Taking my head phones off I stare at him "I'm sorry about never letting you sleep, you should have said something and I would have let you" he tells me offering me the plate of pizza and bread sticks. "Eat liner with me," I say softly taking the plate slowly from him.