Along Came Jason

He Was Different

Vanessa opened the door to our apartment, and I flopped down on the couch. I grabbed the soft blanket, and pulled it close to my face. The sweet smell of home, something I thought I would never be able to see again. I rolled over and faced Vanessa, who sat across from me on the hanging chair. Even the thought of being home, couldn't distract my brain from Jason. He kept occupying my mind, like he found the key to my thoughts. Vanessa brought over new gauze, and a wet washcloth. The paramedics told us we would have to keep replacing the gauze, nothing I didn't already know. I walked to the bathroom, washed the new blood off, and then covered it back up. I knew it didn't need stitches, it's not that deep.

I walked into my room, and grabbed pajamas. Vanessa threw away my favorite yellow shirt, not like she could fix it. My shirt was ripped almost all the way down my back, from where Andrew grabbed it. She did however get the blood out of my favorite jean shorts. I mean I think all girls have that super power. Vanessa came back into my room, and sat on the edge of my bed.

"So Maddie, what happened?"

I rehashed the first part of the story, which you already know. How Andrew talked about weird things, kept asking me personal questions which he had no business of knowing. I talked about Jason, and told her how he watched my date. I think I may have talked about Jason for a lot longer than Vanessa expected. She kept trying to change the topic, but I always found my way back to Jason.

"Okay Maddie, we can come back to Jason. So, how did your face get so banged up? And how is your shirt ripped like that?"

I continued on with the story, about how Andrew tried to kidnap me. How no one heard me, but Jason. How he was the only one who called the cops.

"Oh my God Maddie! I can't believe this. Thank God for Jason."

"Yeah seriously."

I couldn't stop thinking about Jason, and I don't know why. Shouldn't I be like freaked out, and rocking back and forth in a fetal position right now? Wouldn't that be the normal feelings? Instead I have the crushies. This doesn't seem normal, but I can't get him out of my head. The way he watched to make sure if I was okay, and I don't know! I mean it seemed like he hated me when we first met, so why would he watch over me? I made it very clear I didn't like him too, so why did he care? It doesn't make any sense! 

"So you really like this Jason guy, huh?" Vanessa could always tell when I was tuning her out. She especially can tell when a guy is on my mind, which is very seldom.

"Yes I do." I grabbed my big whale pillow, and layed down. Vanessa put her hand on my back.

"Well I told Jason to meet us here tonight, after he finishes with the cops. I know you, Maddie. You wouldn't be able to sleep without talking to him again."

I shot up from where I was laying, and looked at Vanessa. Wait, when did this happen? Would Jason even show up? If he does show up, is he just checking to see if I'm okay? Or did he actually just want to see me? Even better does he actually care about me? Maddie! Calm yourself! You don't even know if he will show up or not! Don't get your hopes too high, the more you obsess the bigger the let down will be.

Vanessa nodded her head, and I hugged her.

"Wait how could you tell, that he liked me?" In hindsight this was probably the dumbest question to ask Vanessa. She could tell what color I'm thinking of in this exact moment. She just knew me too well. But how could she read Jason's thoughts?

"Really Maddie, he had his arm around you. It's obvious he likes you."

I guess I was so caught up in the moment I didn't even realize he had his arm around me. Well if he shows up tonight, I'll know if he likes me. Would he still have waited there, and protected me if he didn't like me? I don't know, I guess I'll have to wait and see.