Jason had no idea how you hadn’t caught on yet. He’d come home reeking of blood and rusty tools and yet, you stare at him like he was the purest person in the world. It was fine that you didn’t know though. Jason would rather have an alive and oblivious spouse than a dead one because they got a little too nosy.

Jason was returning from a hard day of ‘work’ when he noticed the deafening silence that filled the house. Immediately, he began panicking. What if you found the tools in the basement? What if one of his victims families wanted revenge and harmed you?… What if you found the guy who harassed you last week in the basement? These thoughts were swimming around Jason’s head as he made a dash towards the basement. And sure enough, there you were. Staring at the man tied to a chair.

“Baby, sweetie, darling, light of my life. I can explain…” Jason began, creeping towards you with his hands in the air to show you that he wasn’t a danger. He didn’t want you to know about this. Not like this. Not this soon.