Kat: O_O OH SHIZZLE SORRY GUYS!!! I've been kinda busy and what not. :3;;; But I'm soooo glad people love my story!!! It was Emilie Voorhee's review that I just recieved that finally got me off my lazy ass! ::huggles Emilie:: Don't worry guys, I won't let you down! The story shall go on!!! By the way...my birthday was last Sunday! : ) I'M 18!!! YESSSS!!!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Friday the 13th, nor Jason Voorhees. Who I do own is Grace Michaels and any random character that decides to pop up.
Warnings: A slight fluff scene and some beginning act of violence, but who could blame Jason after you read it? o_O;;;
Chapter 4: Jealousy; Day Two
I seem to sleep more often now....
The nurses tell me that it's very healthy for me....
But recently I have been having nightmares...
It's blurry...but I always wake up with tears...
I don't really want to sleep anymore....
Grace noticed how cold it was getting lately...wasn't it just the beginning of autumn...? The young girl sighed as she leaned against the wall, closing her eyes a little. Jason watched her with a distant amusement, eyes obscured only by the little peep holes and her face.
"....."
The silence almost seemed deafening in Grace's opinion, so she made a soft cough. Jason watched her again, fingers subconciously moving over the counter. Grace quietly heard his fingers scrape against the counter, and shivered at the sound that rang in her ears. So much for silence being deafening....
It was a flinty sound, much like his voice, but it shrieked in high volumes. Not that he had sharp or long nails, but anything dragged over the counter made a horrible sound. Jason looked at her shuddering body and then at the blanket discarded at her side. He walked next to her and tugged the blanket over her shoulders. "........." Why was day after day full of good deeds for him? Man.
Grace gasped when the worn blanket that had fallen off her before was placed back over her shoulders and back, and looked up something, seeing it was Jason who did this kind act. "...T-Thank you...Jason." she smiled softly.
Jason almost smiled behind the mask and pulled back, suddenly alarmed by the close proximity. Grace squeaked when he pulled back suddenly, almost falling over.
"W-What's wrong...?" she asked softly, tilting her head in the way Jason would when confused.
He watched her for a moment and shook his head stepping back again. It was a strange closeness he had with her, which is why he kept her here. Silence deafened them again....
Grace softly then looked up. "J-Jason....can...I ask you something...?" her voice was small and frail, almost afraid to ask the question on the tip of her tongue. Jason looked at her and did not move, simply waiting for her to continue. He could not tell her what she could and could not do- it was all up to her.
Regardless she was going to ask, because it was on her timidly looked down. "....Why did you kill my friends...? Did they...do something wrong...?" she asked in a quiet voice. Jason almsot tilted his head, struck by her genuinity. She was a shy and wholesome girl.
"..." he shrugged then and looked at her. "I wanted to." He said darkly.
"But.....they were the only ones who liked me....and hung out with me....now....now they're gone....and I'm alone....no one likes me...at my school...I'm....a freak to them." Grace whispered, remembering the leers and glares she got because of her leg.
Because she was....different.
Jason leered and almost smiled behind his mask. Twin souls was pushing it, but they were definitely similar.
"Hm." he grunted and watched her with half lidded eyes.
"....There was an accident..." Grace softly muttered...
Ana wait! Don't leave me behind!!!
A whimper.
A gasp.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Jason watched as Grace squinted her eyes and shook her head. "........?"
"....It's nothing....I'm fine...." Grace muttered softly. "...There was just...an accident...near here...near Crystal Lake...I was chasing my friend...I tripped...and fell...."
Jason stirred and stood at full height, eyes suddening blazing as he looked over at her. Such was a place of disaster, even if it was far away....
Grace cried out and jumped back in fright when he stood at full height.
"W-What did I do...? I-I'm sorry if I had upset you! I'm sorry!" she cried out, standing up, then eeping when her leg was in intense pain. Jason did not slouch, but he walked to her and pushed her, hard, by the shoulders until she sat down again. She cried out at the sudden roughness and fell onto the messy and dirty floor, looking up at him with a surprised look.
He watched her without another interest in his eyes and stepped back again.
"...." he wanted to ask her why she hadn't chosen to run away while he was gone, but didn't, else he fill her head with ideas.
She quietly looked at him, a little afraid he was mad at her.
"I-I'm sorry....if I angered you...Jason...I'm sorry..." she looked genuinely sorry and sad she might have upsetted him.
She hadn't.
He watched her and sat down a moment later, eyes shutting behind the mask. He couldn't kill or do anything gruesome now... but... soon- later on. Grace shakily reached up and touched his mask. "Are you....Are you tired, Jason....?" she asked softly, her skinny fingers running against the mask. Jason tensed and watched her with wide eyes.
"....." His breathing could be heard from behind the mask.
"...W-What's wrong...?" Grace asked in her soft quiet voice, not noticing the way he was tensing and his eyes widened and how his breathing became louder. Her skinny fingers softly kept brushing against the mask. His eyes just got wider, and he felt his blood begin to pump...
Grace blushed softly, and looked down softly.
"A-Are you okay...? Y-You're shaking..." she whispered softly, gently lingering her skinny hand away.
Jason swallowed and just watched her, blood pumping faster. He again stayed silent, but nodded once she had ceased her touches.
"...."
Silence deafened them for a moment....
Grace tilted her head softly, then smiled.
"O-Okay...a-as long as you are alright, Jason..." she said in her kind soft voice. Jason swallowed and looked at her with a small amount of affection. She was caring, it was... nice. He grunted and looked away again, eyes drooped low. The young girl smiled softly and gently gave him a hug, her small body almost looking like a small doll in his large lap.
Jason swallowed and watched her, eyes opened wide.
Why would she be doing this?!
Why didn't she hate him?!?
He had... He had butchered everyone, why wasnt she crying in the corner, trying to hide from his very sight? Jason almost let out a sound when Grace answered his mental questions:
"....I-I know you killed my friends....a-and I am sad about that...but you...I just...can't be afraid of you now...I guess...you've been so kind to me..." she said softly to him as her face was buried in his large hard shoulder.
Jason swallowed and his heartbeat increased, eyes wandering over the neat swirl of hair on her head. Hesitantly, he wrapped an arm around her waist.....
Grace blushed when she felt his hand go against her waist, gasped at how rough and chapped it was, but it felt somewhat...good. She blushed lightly when she felt his heartbeat pound in his chest. Jason watched her face and was bemused. She was blushing and wasn't moving away from his blade worn fingers.
She softly pulled back gently and looked at him, lightly tilting her head. It actually felt good in some strange way, those fingers on her back.
"U-Um..." she was blushing harder, and like him, her heartbeat increased more.
Jason looked at her. "....." He tilted his head slightly and curiously looked back.
What was it now?
She started things and now she was shying away?
"I-I'm sorry....I-I don't know what came over me...." Grace blushed slightly, looking into his mask eyeholes shyly. "I-It just felt...very good and..." her heart pounded in her chest as she somewhat rambled on and on.
Jason said nothing. He was not with morals, and didn't care what she did or did not do. It was strange psychology, though to hold yourself back for a sake of appearances.
"...." He shut his eyes and brought up a rough hand, pulling her hair from her face. Grace squeaked softly when she felt his hand brush against her hair and skin, and shuddered slightly...just....what was happening....?
After a few minutes or so, Grace was back on the floor and Jason was going outside; no doubt trying to find new victims. He gave her a look as if to say 'Don't go anywhere.', and then he was gone.
"....." a soft breeze blew through the young teen's hair, and she couldn't help but smile. Even through all this madness and confusion, a soft cool autumn breeze seemed to refresh and replenish her strength and hope. And before she knew it, Grace had limped outside of the shack and was wandering around the forest, wanting to feel more of that soothing emotion that she so longed for...
It was too bad that she was being a foolish girl...Grace really should've listened to Jason this time....
Before the young girl knew what was happening, Grace was pinned against a tree, a rather bulky older man grinning at her in a very weird and creepy way. "Why HELLO there...why is such an angel like you wandering around the forest like this? I WAS looking for deer...and I seem to have found a beautiful doe for myself..."
Just by the way he licked his lips and moved closer did Grace believe this would NOT end well...and she screamed.
Meanwhile, Jason had just came back to the shack...only to hear Grace, but not see her. Jason immediately grabbed a large knife from the floor and walked quickly out of the make shift house...and a few feet away....he saw Grace...with a man on top of her...
On top....
Of her.....
And for some unknown reason, Jason could only see red...the color of intense rage....
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