《I HAVE NEVER, EVER BEEN HAPPIER - on hold》5. fяє∂∂у νѕ. ʝαѕσи 2.0
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Chapter 5: "Freddy Vs. Jason 2.0"
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Freddy's voice rang through the house.
By the time I had gotten into the room there was already a bloody finger on one of the side tables.
Jessi and Hannibal were trying to stop the fight while everyone else stood there watching.
Jessi was shouting for help as Freddy was stabbing Jason in the leg, which Jason reacted by grabbing Freddy by his neck and raising him up in the air, choking him.
Freddy had a psychotic smile on his face. There were loud footsteps before Thomas came and helped separate the two.
"Are you two crazy? we just went through this a few weeks ago, why do you continue to fight? Do you two want to be homeless?" Jessi shouted angrily.
"she's not gonna do anything, why are you so pressed?" Freddy says back.
"Well for one, you two ruined all my newly bought furniture, again, and you're taking her words as a joke. You know jumping from house to house was hard, and I damn sure ain't going back to that routine just because y'all don't know how to act." She shouted.
"Who is 'she'?" I ask out of curiosity. Jessi slowly turned to me with a shaky grin. Not a creepy one, but an 'oh, i forgot she was here' one.
"So who is she?" I ask after a couple seconds of silence.
"Look, it doesn't matter right now, ok?" Jessi said as she placed her hand on the side of her head.
She turned to the two. "clean this up, and when you're done help us clean the rest of the house. Y/n, go get everyone else and tell them to clean. you two earned us another visit from her in the spawn of only a few weeks. Congrats." she rolled her eyes before stomping away.
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Freddy rolled his eyes as he and Jason started cleaning up the mess. I walked away awkwardly and went upstairs.
I walked down the hallway that was opposite of my room. There were labels on the top of each door that I hadn't noticed before.
I stopped at the door that said 'Billy'. I hesitated before knocking on it three times.
I waited nervously for him to answer.
I heard a lock before the door opened.
"yes?" he said.
I stood there standing, staring at him, silently.
"hello?" he snapped his fingers in my face, making me come back to reality.
"yeah, sorry. um, Jessi said to clean up the house because we have a visitor coming or something." he rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Freddy just doesn't know when to stop, huh." he mumbled. He shut his door and I stood there.
I turned around to the other side of the hallway and saw that Stu's room was across from Billy's. I walked up to the door and knocked on it, to which he immediately answered.
"hello beautiful!" he said with a goofy smile.
"hi stu." I smiled back.
"any reason you came knocking at my door?"
"oh, yeah! um, Jessi said to help clean the house because we're gonna have a visit from 'her'.'' I quoted. his face went blank but then quickly went back to his goofy smile. "ok." he shrugged. He slammed the door in my face just like Billy did.
"rude'' I mumbled. I continued to walk down the hall to let everyone know that they had to clean, but I always got the same response. the door slammed in my face.
as fed up as i was getting with all the doors being slammed in my face i walked back down the hall towards my room and shut the door. I plopped down on my bed and put my earbuds in. I pressed the shuffle button and closed my eyes.
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I woke up to hear Beyonce's XO blasting in my ear. I searched around my bed for my phone to turn it off but had no luck in finding it. Finally I looked over to my night stand to see it sitting there on the charger. i mentally slapped myself before grabbing my phone and pausing the song. I yawned before getting out of bed and stretching. I snatched my earbuds out my ears before exiting my room and walking down the hall.
I walked downstairs and went into the kitchen. I was greeted by Hannibal making some tea.
"Well hello there, you must be Y/n. I'm Hannibal, Hannibal Lector." he held out his hand. I hesitated, most of the hesitation coming from my tiredness, but also from fear, before taking it.
"Pleasure to meet you." I smiled to which he returned.
"The same goes for you!"
I walked towards the fridge while Hannibal continued making his tea. I opened it and looked around for something to eat. I haven't eaten anything since I got here, which was, surprisingly, only yesterday.
I was met with an empty fridge. great. I shut the fridge with a sigh and walked to the pantry. I could only hope that there would be some snacks there. but no. It was also empty.
i rolled my eyes before turning around ready to ask Hannibal a question, but he was gone. I groaned in annoyance. I walked out of the kitchen back into the room that held Jason's and Freddy's fight, but to my surprise, it was all cleaned up.
Jessi walked into the room looking down at a notebook. she looked up and saw me, "finally!" she said, closing her notebook.
"i've been calling you for hours!" she exaggerated.
"So why didn't you just come into my room and get me?" I asked as she grabbed my arm and pulled me into the direction she was going.
"Never mind that! Just help me find Norman. apparently he ran off earlier and no one has heard from him since-" she was cut off due to us bumping into someone.
"Norman!" Jessi said. "I've been looking for you everywhere! now let's go," she grabbed Norman's arm as she dragged us the way we just came from. "She's almost here."
"Who is she?" I asked my previous question from earlier.
"you'll see when she gets here, i literally have like, no time to explain right now." We entered a room i've never seen before. Everyone was here sitting around the table.
Jessi shoved Norman and I to the two empty seats that were across from each other. i sat between Michael and Brahms.
We all sat and watched as Jessi paced around the room. I was about to turn and ask one of the two people beside me what's going on but realized that one doesn't talk and the other is insanely creepy, so I decided against it.
We sat there in silence for a couple more minutes as Jessi continued to pace back and forth.
"When is she gonna be here?" i hear jessi mumble.
"Why in the hell did Freddy Vs. Jason 2.0 happen? again?"
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