Stranger (Jason Voorhees Love Story)

Chapter 4

Dylan:

This place is magnificent! Let me just tell you that. The other cabins have tons of bunk beds in it but this one has two bed rooms, which are small but that's okay. Then it has it's own bathroom and last but not least it has a very tiny living room and for the best part of the whole in tier cabin, there's a -cue drumroll-KITCHEN! It's very own kitchen. I'll explore more later but I'm go and unpack.
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Jason:

I was watching most of the teenagers unpack or make their beds in the first three cabins. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a boy about eighteen and a girl about seventeen, walk into one of the councilors' cabin.

Jason, those two are good kids. Make sure they don't do anything bad.

Yes, mother. I reply back to her.

It's not like I can hear her audibly, it's just like I can hear her thoughts like, I'd know what'd she say or would want me to do. It's not like any magic or other non-excitant thing. It's more like she's my conscience now. Ever since I've drown in that stupid lake when I was little she's always been here. Sometimes I wish she wasn't but other times well, it gets lonely by yourself.

I totally heard that, Jason.

Well, what can I say. Nothing gets passed you, mom. She laughs and goes away.

Most of the time I ether hunt, set traps, or go swimming. Yes, I can swim...well now I can. I've trained myself. Anyway, or I watch my shows. I'm not gonna get in to that right now because you'll laugh.

I'm currently by the back window making sure the two kids aren't doing anything, they aren't suppose to. I see them kissing against the wall of the bedroom. I turn around and sit on the floor to give them privacy. What? You thought I was some perv that watches people makeout? No, first off that's rude. Secondly, that's gross. Like I don't even see how people could watch movies with a tiny bit of kissing.

I peek back over to see them on the bed and the guys shirt off. I need them to stop. Their not even married. I need to distract them. Detraction. Detraction. Oh, I can throw a rock at the window and maybe they will quit. I quickly rush to the forest, making sure no one saw me. I look on the ground for a rock. I only see two so I pick both of them up.

Ones super tiny while the other one is as big as my fist and I have big hands. I decide to throw the bigger one. Aiming for the house and not the window. The rock goes straight through the window instead of the house. The kids inside starts freaking out and I stand there with my shoulders, slumped. Great, now I have to fix the window later. Do you know how much money I've spent on windows. At least forty-six dollars, for each window. Which isn't really bad cause I take all the people's money. Well the people that I've killed. Don't look at me like. It's not like their going to need or use it.

I start to hear giggling to my left. I causally turn my head to the sound and see a girl with straight brown hair and big brown eyes looking at me. I start to get angry and start to walk the other way. Last time I was laughed at was when I was drowning. I know it's not her fault and I shouldn't be so harsh towards her.

I feel something tiny and cold in my hand and look down. It's a hand pulling me back towards the house. She lets go of my hand and picks up a rock. I look at her curiously as she tries to throw the rock at the house. First off, her posture isn't right then she threw it at the ground. Why isn't she running? She should be scared of me. And why is she being so nice to me? She huffs and picks up another one. Throwing her hand in the air, I quickly turn her abdomen at a angle and kick the back of her leg forwards. Before she chucks the rock, I see movement in the window. The other girl inside crouches down to pick up the glass that was already inside. The girl standing beside throws the rock at the window. You can hear the rock hit something and then you hear a yelp. The girl in the cabin looks out the window.

"Dylan! Why did you throw a rock at me?" She asked teary eyed.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were there. I just copied what he did." She replies back and points to where I was standing.

"Your such a lair! There's no one even there, Dylan!" She yells at the girl, who I'm guessing is Dylan. Wait. Isn't that a boys name?

"I swear Courtney, he was right here. He was really muscular and tall." Dylan argues with...Courtney?

"Whatever don't talk to me!" I see Dylan slump her shoulders and walk towards cabin thirteen. Where I sleep. As in where my moms head is. As in she's going to find it! Okay, that sounds so weird. I runs towards her and put my hands in front of her, telling her not to go in there. She looks at me confused and then glares at me, and continues walking.

"Where were you? You got me in trouble. Now the girl that made me come to this stupid place won't talk. The worse part is I'm going to be bored and alone. Did you know she was by the window?" She asks me.

To be honest, it wasn't my fault. I nod my head at the question.

"Why won't you talk to me?"

I shake my head at her then run into the woods. Hopefully she doesn't look under the bathroom sink. I watch her from the tree line. She looks at the woods and then shrugs her shoulders.

Where am I going to sleep? What am I going to eat? She's in my cabin. Girls take everything from you.

Dylan:

He's weird. But the good kind of weird. Why won't he talk to me? Maybe something happened to him and made him where he can't talk? Or maybe he doesn't want to talk to me. Probably that. Just like Courtney. And why didn't he stop me from throwing that rock, if he knew she was there? He should get a note pad and a pen cause I have a lot of questions for him.

Weirdest part, he wearing a hockey mask? I need to find out his story. Well his name first.

I walk into the cabin and explore the living room. There's a good size couch and a recliner. Then there's a tiny coffee table in front of the couch and surprisingly there a tv in the middle of the room. It's old but it works. Turning the tv on it goes to the Discovery Family channel. Huh. I guess who ever watched this last was a little girl.

Well, all I can say is that she has great taste in TV shows. It was starting a My Little Pony episode. You know, the one where Fluttershy has to talk to the big dragon on top of the mountain, cause his smoke, from his snores, is clouding up Pony Ville. A.K.A my favorite episode! I throw myself on the couch and sing along with the woman.

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And that's the end of chapter 4!

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