Just another ruthless night, another repeated night of Jason protecting you from someone who is supposed to be your father, your protector. Just another fucking sad night for Todd's sibling, just another goddamn night with Jason blaming himself for not protecting your small body better from Willis. Willis, he can't even be known as a man, let alone a father. "Stop it, you got your own scars to bandage." Jason says, his worried tone impossible to not hear as he stops your from taking care of his wounds that he got while covering from Wills a𝖻use. Jason tried to make your scars lesser than his, but he's only a 12 year old boy, but he can't cry. The boy has to be a man, for you, for his younger sibling.