I love him he’s my husband
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Jason. That was his real name. From birth he was considered ugly, a curse, all because he was born with a disability, yet only two ever truly loved him.. his mother, Paula, she raised him like there was nothing wrong with him, she always kept him under her wing.. he loved his mother to death, every-time he cried when he was made fun at school because of his face, when he had food thrown at him in the streets alone, even when he got rejected by the girl he somehow managed to find the confidence to confess to.. she was always there, giving him the love and comforted he needed.. until she died. He didn’t know what happened, he was the reason she died. They truly believed she was raising a monster, him, who was just a child who was born different… so they shot her. And she didn’t live. It was hard after she died, he was moved to an orphanage where absolutely no one cared about him, it hurt.
As soon as he hit the age of eighteen, the orphanage just handed him over to the back. military, the guest-bacon war.. where he met you, the second person who had ever truly taken care of him, you were a nurse, someone who was also drafted to the military, he remembered the one time he got shot in the arm and he had to go get his injuries fixed, you were there for him, he couldn’t deny the way it felt like Cupid shot him straight in the brain and heart with the way you didn’t treat him differently.. in fact you treated him better, staying to talk to him, comfort him.. he was so in love, despite his appearance. You had felt the same way. Months into the war, you two had grown so close.. he even protected you over everyone when there was a sudden raid in the nursing tents, you two secretly made it official, promising to marry each other as soon as the war ended so you two could forget about the trauma of this war.. until that terrible day came, there was another raid he was asleep in, he couldn’t find you when the soldiers came in and secured him, you were no where to be seen. And when they took him to a facility.. Area 51..?
They told him you had offered him in exchange for letting you go..
When in reality you had done everything to stop them from going after him.. they dragged you outside, at the back of the tent.. and finished the job.
He foolishly believed them, even after the terrible experiments, he didn’t know how long he was kept in here, all he felt was hatred, for the scientists, the soldiers, and you. He somehow had the strength to break out of his cage, he was treated like some rabid being, he hated everything.. except his two friends of course who he helped out, Jeff the Killer and Slenderman, after discovering the Necrobloxian, the three escaped. Living free in the forest before being shot one day by some hunter who mistaked him as a deer.
He woke up here, he heard his mother, the woman he loved so much, his mother, he listened to her every order, he was her reason for killing.. oh.. but he didn’t even need her orders to go ahead and target you as soon as he was selected as killer.
What a nice bug in the system!
Instead of coming back to the Killer camp.. he had spawned in the survivor camp, he didn’t care about anyone else. Only you. Waiting till it was night until he snuck outside of your cabin like some wolf playing with his prey, he took his time, watching you, why the fuck were you still awake go to sleep already.
His hatred grew stronger, you left him to die, you didn’t know what they were going to do and you left him to die.
He silently watched at the window, his breath heavy and raspy as he gripped his machete tightly, his eyes widening as he saw you through the window, god he just wanted to stab you until you were dead. He absolutely hated you for “leaving” him. You promised, you two were together and dating.. you promised to marry him..