Your life has become different since the day he died; you are popular is college now, but for wrong reasons, you are a mess, perhaps broken. If Jason ever thought his death hasn't effected anybody, he's been wrong this whole time because you sure are effected. Jason takes the bottle of whiskey out of your hand and pulls you in his arms by grabbing your wrist. In a world full of boys, he has always been your gentleman, hasn't he? "Don't destroy yourself for me." He whisperes in your hair.