Jason Voorhees's Girl

CHAPTER 14

I rushed around to the sound as quietly as I could, but I was too late. A scream sliced through the night, filing the world with nothing but silence and tension. "Shoot. Well there goes the chance for a sneak attack." I thought to myself carelessly. I could hear all the kids getting riled up around the campfire. I found Jason and shook my head as he leaned the dead boy up against a tree. "So much for taking a silent approach, huh?" I asked quietly. Jason did nothing, but stare at me with statue like stillness. I pointed for him to leave as I knew the others would come looking for the boy. Jason looked at me for a moment, hesitating to leave. I emphasized the gesture again for him to leave. He then left. I sighed. I decided it would be best if I distracted them away from the body then I could hide it. I waited until they came close to the site of his body then took a running start father into the woods away from the body. They followed me blindly. I left a trail of moved leaves and broken tree branches. They followed it with no doubt about where it lead. I made it somewhat circle off to the campfire. I then ran far ahead of them into the abandoned shack Jason and I were staying in at the moment. I grabbed a rope, quickly turning and dashing back to the dead body. I threw the rope over a high branch and tied one end to the body. I pulled on the rope, lifting him off the ground until he was at the branch. I then tied the rope around the trunk of the tree. I climbed up to him, steadily moving his hanging body to rest on a lower branch under him. I then untied the rope to him and let it fall to the ground. I got down quickly as I heard voices begin to fade in my hearing range. I gathered the rope up quickly and dashed off to the shack. When I returned only two boys were looking around in bushes for what I have no clue. The rest must have gone off to the cabins. I made my way quietly over them in the tree branches toward the cabins. When I made it back, I saw a few of them talking to Mr. Anderson while others talked amongst themselves in a group. However, something suddenly caught my eye. I turned to see two people sneaking off. I left the rest to follow them. They went off to an empty cabin that was far from the ones being occupied. I got closer and sat outside the side window, listening to their conversation. "I'm so scared, Harry. What if something happened to him?" Asked the girl. "Chill out. Nothing happened to him. He's probably just trying to prank us or something, Jaylie." Harry responded. It was quiet between them. I took a quick peak in the window to see them kissing. Ugh. Repulsive. They began to get more intense and interactive. I snuck away to find Jason. I looked for him for a good 15 minutes. I finally found him near the docks, gazing out at the water. I knew what had happened to him when he was younger, so I knew he must have been thinking about it. "Jason?" I called out to him walking closer. He didn't seem to notice me. "Jason." I called for him again. He still didn't pay attention to me. He seemed somewhat hypnotized by the water. "Jason," I said a final time, reaching out and touching his arm. He jerked away and swung his machete at me. I jumped back in time to avoid it and I stared at him with wide eyes. He heaved in breathes as he trembled a bit. His eyes slowly lost the cold, hateful look in them as he looked at me. I stared at him silent, not knowing if he was going to react violently again. He lowered the machete and came closer to me. He gathered me in a hug as I loosened up. I hugged back knowing he hadn't meant to try to hurt me. He was just scared and hurt. "I know it hurts, it's okay. I'm here now. They can't hurt you anymore." I soothed. I would make anyone pay for hurting Jason. They have no right to hurt him.
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