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Jarvis x Reader: Meeting Chapter 2
The wind whistled in your ears as Tommy pushed himself off the window, your face was buried into his chest. This man was Fucking crazy. Then again, you would have done the same thing if you couldn’t get out.
You felt his legs hit the ground, and he kept running. He didn’t set you down or anything, he carried you like you were nothing. You peeked your head over his shoulder, catching Jason hot on your trail. Anytime now he would have the both of you dead. Tommy had the same idea, as he dropped you and spun around, firing off his gun.
You watched the monster fall to the ground, relief rising in your chest. He was gone. The murderer was gone. You didn’t have time to think, Tommy grabbed your hand and tugged you along with him towards a car parked near the car entrance.
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As you ran with him, you stumbled as you tried to keep up. Almost to the car, a sharp pain ripped through your shoulder as you cried out in pain. Tommy slowed to look back at you and you reached back to feel the handle of something buried deep in your shoulder. Panic rushed through you as Tommy kept pushing you to the car.
He almost backed into a fence in his attempt to rush you out of this hell, trying to control his panic and get out. He finally did, just after Jason almost smashed the hood. As you sped out into the night, you watched hazily as Jason faded away in the background like a bad dream. Despite all you went through, you felt yourself slipping away to sleep. Maybe you deserved this.
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It wasn't long before you were shaken away, a groan slipping through your lips as your eyes cranked open. Before you was a blurry Tommy, slowly coming into focus to show panic. He let out a shaky sigh when he saw you awake, running a hand through his hair. Red streaked with his blonde, and he quickly realized what he did. He shook it off, watching you for a second.
"I thought I didn't save anyone, but you're okay" he sadly smiled, "We need to get you fixed up, so stay with me for awhile" Tommy spoke. The blonde reaching into the floorboard to grab a small medical supply box. It was a bit awkward, but your (F/C) shirt had to come off so the wound could be properly treated. The anti-bacteria spray stung and you shred away from it, Tommy having to hold you still and struggle to apply the foul smelling stuff. Then came the bandages, cotton, and a final layer of wrappings.
Tommy turned away once he was done, a blush rising to his cheeks before shrugging off his deerskin jacket and placing it around you. You needed something to cover you up. The blonde handed you a thermos of something, but sipping it tasted like hot chocolate, just not hot.
He made sure you were comfortable as you could be in this state, then jumped into the front seat and began to drive again. Some stupid song was playing on the radio, but you remember Tommy singing along as you began to drift off again.
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Jarvis X Reader: Meeting Chapter 1
The sound of thunder banged like a wardrum through the night, the ground coated in a layer of sparkling rain as the campers were picked off one by one until you thought you were the only one left. Despite the overwhelming fear and sadness, you had to survive for the others. They wouldn’t want you to give up.
Rearing your fingers back from the fuse box, your hope was draining. You had tried countless times, and countless times you failed. You had to call the cops, so you kept trying. After countless more attempts, the box finally began to hum and the light finally glowed a light blue. You cried out with joy, picking yourself up and flinging yourself to the inside of the cabin.
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“Please,” you begged, “Jason is here and he’s real! You have to get here! Please. ” you begged, trying to convince the police to get there. You couldn’t, in the end. You would of, had the phone and light not died. A bloody murder scream flew from your lips, beginning to cry as you heard glass breaking from the next cabin over.
You scrambled to the window and almost fell over yourself in your attempt of getting out. Your feet hit the ground, and you ran until you couldn’t breathe, then you dragged yourself across camp until you found a two story house with electricity.
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The last lock clicked as you slid down the wall and onto the floor, beginning to finally let your tears out fully. Everyone was dead, you were going to die, and this goddamned killer was going to hurt others. Why couldn’t the others have survived? Why did he single you out? Was it because you refused a partner so the other could stay safe?
As yours sobs died down and your thoughts ran on, you heard footsteps making their way up the steps and towards your door. It had to be Jason, he had to have found you. The thoughts of surviving for the others ran away from you, you were too tired to fight anymore. All you did was unlock the door to help him get in quicker. The doorknob jiggled before it opened, your body tensing as you waited for an axe to the back of the neck.
Instead, all you felt was a hand on your shoulder, a rough hand brushing away the (H/C) locks covering your face. Your (E/C) slowly travelled up to see a man with light blonde hair, and a worried look. Your heart slammed against your chest, red rising onto your (S/C) cheeks.
“My names Tommy Jarvis,” he smiled, helping you to your feet. “Somebody called me on the radio, where are the others?” He asked, turning around to see tears building in your eyes. Swooping in, he held you close close again to calm you. Once you were calm, he released you to ask a few questions. Your name, who called the radio, and where you thought Jason was. As you began to answers, an axe swung into the door and made a hole to the other side.
It seemed while you were a screaming storm, Tommy was the boat riding trashing seas calmly. He looked towards the window and back to you, the idea already catching to you. You wanted to argue with him, heights weren’t exactly your thing. However, the door fell to pieces and revealed Jason, so you didn’t get to decide. Tommy picked you up into his arms and climbed out the window, holding you close as jumped, narrowly advoiding an axe blade.
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