The Strange Good Girl

Chapter Ten: Going Somewhere?

Lisa stirred awake and slowly opened her eyes. The comforter had been pulled over her. She turned over in bed to find Jason looming over her. She shrieked and rolled away from him. "How long have you been standing there watching me sleep?" He shrugged.

She sat up in bed holding the comforter over herself. "You really creep me out sometimes." She looked over at the clock, it was a little past noon. Looking at him she noticed something. "Did you... take a shower?"

He nodded. His skin was no longer tinted brown and his mask even looked a bit cleaner, but his clothes were the same. "Did you even sleep last night?" He nodded. "Where did you sleep?" He pointed in the direction of the guest bedroom. "Oh... you could have slept in here you know... it's a big bed..." She looked up at him.

He tilted his head to one side in confusion. What was the girl saying, that she wanted him to sleep in the same bed as her? Did that mean that she liked him, or was she just lonely? He wanted to know but was unsure of how to even ask such a question.

"Can you get out now so I can get dressed?" She sounded impatient so he went out into the hallway and closed the door. He went and sat on the bed in the guest room.

What if this girl really did like him? Then what? Did he like her back, he wasn't even sure. Yes she was pretty and treated him he wasn't some hideous monster. She let him touch her skin and didn't make any attempts to run away from him. He was extremely fascinated with her and how differently she acted compared to all the other girls he'd seen. But did that mean he liked her?

The girl poked her head into the room and came and sat next to him on the bed. She seemed rather bouncy compared to a few moments ago. She was wearing a dark red tank top and loose fitting dark blue jeans and had fixed her hair. She smiled up at him and lightly traced the veins on the back of his hand. He jerked his hand away.

"What so you're allowed to touch me but I'm not allowed to touch you?" He nodded. "Well that seems hardly fair..." She knew it could end badly but she put her hand up to the side of his face where the mask didn't cover his skin. His eyes went wide and he turned his face away from her and stomped out of the room.

What was this girl doing? She touched him, it wasn't a bad touch, but it made him feel something he couldn't put a name to. It had sent a strange shiver throughout his body and made his heart beat faster. Was that the way it felt to her whenever he touched her? The girl entered the kitchen behind him.

"Would you like some breakfast?" She asked plainly as if nothing had happened. He stared back at her. She rolled her eyes at him and got an orange out of the fridge. "I'll have to go to the store later. We have almost nothing to eat." She peeled the orange over the trash.

Jason felt his pocket to make sure her car keys were still there. He was unsure of whether or not he trusted her to go into town alone. There had to be a way to know for sure. If she was leaving for a while that meant he could go back to the lake and check all his traps, and maybe grab a few weapons. He stared after her as she walked into the hallway eating her orange. A moment later she walked past the kitchen and into the living room with her computer.

She sat at the desk in the living room and plugged her laptop in. Since Jason was going to be difficult she decided she'd try and get some work done. She was disappointed about his reaction, but she'd try again later. There was no way she could keep that house unless she got some work turned in. She reluctantly began to read the erotica novel they assigned her.

Jason sat on the couch eyeing the girl as she kept making different faces at the computer screen. It almost made him wonder what she was reading. He noticed that she was wearing just a tank top today without an over shirt to cover her arms. Did she do that on purpose? He thought about the night before and realized that she liked it when he touched her. He watched her until he became impatient, he was sick of sitting around in the house. Getting up from the couch he closed the laptop screen the girl's eyes were glued to.