The Strange Good Girl

Chapter Twenty: Unmasked

When Jason finally released her from the kiss she took a step back and caught her breath before looking up at him. He quickly turned his face away from her. "Hey, look at me." He shook his head his back now facing her. She put her hand on his shoulder and he slowly turned to her covering the right side of his face with his hand.

The fire in him had vanished and now he was stuck facing the girl. She eyed his mask on the floor and before he could grab it she kicked it down the hall. As he turned to get it she grabbed onto his arm with both hands and pried it off his face. Again he turned his face away from her. He felt her hands on his face and gave in and let her see him.

Her eyes quickly searched his face. His right eye was whited out and set lower than the left. His nose twisted with his crooked mouth and the whole right side of his face looked as if it were melted causing it to droop down. Holding his face in her hands she looked into his soft brown eye. "I don't care about this..." She stroked the right side of his face and he flinched. "I only care about this..." She pressed her lips to his then released his face.

He stared back at the girl astonished that she kissed him, kissed him after seeing his horrid face. She knew what he looked like now and she still wanted him. He blinked and the girl smiled up at him. She walked past him to retrieve his mask and handed it to him. He took it and as he watched the girl walk into the kitchen he put it back on. Just because she was ok with his face didn't mean he was.

She turned around at the sound of him entering the kitchen. She wasn't surprised to see that he had put his mask back on already. His face didn't bother her, but it wasn't the most pleasant thing to look at. It didn't really matter to her if he liked to keep it covered most of the time, the fact that he had even allowed her see it was enough for her.

He watched as the girl took her sweater off and threw it over a chair at the table. The new dark bruises on her shoulders were identical to the shape of his hands and blended into her fading yellow fading ones. "Are you hungry?" He nodded, remembering he hadn't eaten since the night before.

She made them steak for their early dinner and for once he ate at the table with her. She barely looked up at him while he ate knowing he was still uncomfortable being unmasked around her.

After she had finished the dishes she wiped the makeup off of her face with a dish towel. Jason cocked his head to one side as he ran his finger over her scar. She smiled at him and leaned into his hand.

He eyed the teeth marks he'd left on her neck wanting to leave more of his mark on her making her his forever, but his thoughts were cut short by a knock on the front door. His head instantly snapped in its direction soon followed by his body.

"Jason no!" The girl ran in front of him as he made his way to the door. He was getting sick of visitors, he wanted the girl to himself and needed to dispatch of whomever was waiting on the other side of the door as quickly as possible.

"Why must your first reaction always be to kill?" His good eye narrowed at her. There was another knock. "Hello? Is anybody home?" A boy's voice asked behind the door. "Don't move." She ordered and he glared back at her.

Slightly cracking the door she was greeted by two burly boys no older than she was. She hid the right side of her face with the doorframe. "Can I help you?" She asked noticing their truck parked in her driveway with two girls sitting in the back seat. "Um yeah we were wondering if we could like leave our truck here while we camp in the woods nearby." Said the blonde one. "Yeah 'cause we don't want anything to happen to it. Would that be cool?" The other one asked. She fought to keep herself from laughing at the thought that they would soon be dead by Jason's hand. "Yeah that'd be cool." She mocked. "You better not camp near my house and keep me up all night. Or else something will happen to your truck."