The Strange Good Girl

Chapter Six: Wanted

As Jason broke through the trees to the cabins it began to rain. Lisa let out a groan. "Please tell me we're almost there."

He ignored her whining about the rain and headed into the nearest cabin. The wood creaked loudly under each step he took. He pulled open a large hidden door in the floor and jumped down. The girl let out a grunt from the impact. "Are you going to put me down anytime soon?" She sounded tired. Jason was thankful for that. He made his way through the underground tunnel.

It was dimly lit by strings of white lights and various types of lanterns. Wooden support arches kept the walls from caving in. He turned down another tunnel and followed it into a room filled with various things he had salvaged from other cabins and his victims. He threw the girl onto a bed in the far corner of the room.

"Finally." She rested her head against the wall as she looked around the room she was in. Jason inspected the chains that were attached to a metal pole on the wall and grabbed both the girl's arms in one hand and began to fasten metal cuffs onto her wrists with the other.

"Hey, what are these for? I'm not going anywhere... Ow not so tight!" The locks clicked into place and Jason dropped her arms. They clinked into her lap. She gave him a menacing look. He turned his back to her and walked out of view.

"Where are you going? Get back here!" She tried to walk after him but the chains on her wrists were only long enough to let her take a few steps away from the bed. She extended her arms enough to peek around the corner.

He had a coil of rope over his shoulder and was throwing various things into a small worn duffle bag. "What are you doing?" He didn't respond. "Jason!" His head turned quickly in her direction. He put the rope down and grabbed the girl and threw her back on the bed.

Jason gave her a cold look. His groin ached and wondered why the pain still lingered. This girl was making his normal duties extremely difficult. He noticed her eyes were fighting to stay open as she tried to return the glare he was giving her.

"You're lucky..." She yawned. "...That I'm too tired to get annoyed with you right now." What did that mean? He looked anxiously at her feet and then down at himself. Would she kick him again in that spot? He didn't like the unusual pain that had caused him. He took a step back still eyeing her nervously. She noticed his anxious gaze and realized what he was thinking.

"Oh... I didn't mean it like that, I'm not going to kick you again. I feel really horrible that I even did that, but I panicked and that was all I could think of. I didn't think it would even affect you, but I guess I was wrong... I'm sorry..." She sounded sincere and fidgeted with the cuffs on her wrists. She let out another yawn. "Since you feel the need to keep me chained up here while you pack some of your stuff up or whatever it is you're doing I'm going to get some sleep." She laid her head on one of the lumpy pillows and pulled the tattered sheet over her.

Finally. Jason thought relieved, he could get things done in peace and quiet. He was confused though. This girl was so small and fragile looking yet she had managed to put him in more pain than he could ever remember being in before. He'd been shot and stabbed numerous times even lit on fire, but this was different. The one place he never would have thought someone would ever touch on him, and the girl had purposely hit him there. Wasn't there supposed to be pleasure had when touched there? At least that's what he thought. He'd seen so many campers have sex and they always used that part of their body to do it. It didn't look painful when they were touched in that spot, but he never recalled seeing anyone get kicked there.

He put his thoughts aside and threw the coil of rope in his bag. He grabbed two bear traps, some chains, and his bag and went up to the surface to set some new traps.

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Lisa's eyes slowly opened and she threw the old sheet off of her causing the chains around her wrists to clank together. She let out a groan and sat up in bed looking around.

It was silent except for the sound of the rain outside the tiny window above her head. Where was Jason? She got out of bed and went as far as the chains would allow. She looked down one of the tunnels and around the corner into the other room, nothing. She sank back onto the bed and looked around the room for something to try and take the chains off with.

There were plenty of things she could use, knives, hammers, keys, but she couldn't reach any of them. She eyed a sharpening wheel on the farthest side of the room. Least he's smart enough to sharpen his weapons. She thought to herself looking around some more.

In the other room she could see a sort of workbench with many various weapons laid out. Looking at the wooden arches supporting the ceiling and walls she realized that she was in what used to be a mine that he had converted into his own secret place. She wondered if he had extended it as far as Crystal Lake on his own or if it was already there.

Her wrists hurt from the tight metal cuffs and tried to loosen them but found it impossible. She checked all her pockets finding nothing in them but a small box of matches.

"Jason! Where are you!?" She screamed. Silence was her only response. Where had he gone? And how long would it be before he'd be back? She wished she knew how much time had elapsed since she fell asleep.

She didn't like the fact that she was alone in an unfamiliar place. She knew nothing would happen to her since she was sure Jason was the only one that knew where she was. She thought back to her friends. They were planning on staying with her until she felt comfortable enough to stay there alone. Possibly give her enough time to make some friends here, but now she really was alone. All she had was... Jason. If he would even consider... she was unsure. Looking around she realized that he too was alone, but knew it didn't bother him in the slightest.

She wished she could figure out why he hadn't killed her. It's not like he didn't have plenty of reason to after she kicked him in the balls. He thought she was going to doing it again and he backed away from her in fear. It seemed silly to her, did it really hurt that bad? She was sure he'd been through a lot worse judging by all stab holes in his shirt and the large scar on top of his head. Compared to her he was a giant, he could crush her with one hand. Yet he hadn't.

A loud 'thump' followed by loud footsteps interrupted her thoughts. She almost jumped out of bed in excitement. What the hell is wrong with you? You're excited that the psycho killer is back.

Jason turned around the corner to see the girl sitting on the edge of the bed smiling at him. He wondered what she was up to. He ignored her and walked past her into the next room to put his remaining trap materials on the table.

"Jason..." The girl called from the next room. "...can we go home yet?" Did she just say we? He took a few steps into the other room and looked at her with his head slightly tilted to one side in confusion. "Yeah I said we... I don't know how to get back from here and... I was wondering if you could stay with me..." The girl looked at him with desperate eyes.

She actually wants me around? He'd never been wanted before. It gave him a strange feeling in his stomach. Was she serious? It would make watching her a lot easier if she wanted him around.

"It's just I get lonely really easily and if I'm alone for too long I kind of freak out... you don't have to if you don't want to... I'll understand...." She fidgeted with the chains.

She needs you Jason. Make Mommy proud, take care of her, and she'll take care of you... His Mother's voice whispered. He couldn't understand why Mother was so insistent on him helping this girl. He did understand her, her friends were mean and bad and she punished them, just as he punished those who trespassed in his forest. He knew the girl's mother before he drowned, she was good and helped Mother take care of him. The girl was small and breakable, she needed a protector, but he couldn't see where she would be fit to care for him. He was just fine on his own, but he was curious to see what the outcome could be. Maybe he'd kill her the next time she did something to annoy or piss him off, or maybe she'd prove to be useful. At least it'd be more interesting than waiting around for some more victims.

Finally he nodded in response. "So that's a yes?" She asked hopeful. He nodded againand she smiled to herself.