*Alright, just a quick shoutout to Godzilla183! They sent me a real kind PM, and it inspired me to get back into the groove of writing for all my stories! Enjoy! I'm sorry, but I gotta feeling this is gonna be short. I'm still figuring out my plan for this story! Thx for sticking with it!*
Jason grinned to his two friends, a certain fondness for them coming over him. Maybe later, they'd get to all play together? Without all those mean bullies around, that'd be so much fun. Yet, now that Jason was truly looking, as the three of them made their way to his mother's cabin the tallest of the three realized something… sad, in his opinion.
His brown (I've decided) eyes shifted to his left to look at Jessica, and her beautiful peach skin and emerald green eyes filled with never-ending kindness and understanding. A smile growing wider on the deformed-male's face… She was so beautiful.
Then, he turned his head to look to Finnick, his own blonde hair brushing the back of his neck. Eyes focusing on the smaller teen's focused, determined blue eyes. The vibrant, red-streaked blonde hair matching the owner… He was so handsome.
Then there was him… A deformed freak… Someone that a person would look at with either pity or disgust. A freak who spoke, but one who could never speak how he felt...
So it was hard, when he'd look up from the pebbled-sand on which they walked upon, and gazed at the two people who had looked at him with… with kindness. Yet, when he gazed upon them, he would always wonder… why him? What was so special about him? Two beautifully, handsomely attractive individuals…. And one freak…
It was… It was...
"Jason? Are you alright? You keep zoning out on us. Anyway, we're here. Or at least, this is the random cabin you stopped on the porch by."
Jason snapped out of his inner monologue and looked to where the three of them all stood. Right in front of his mother's cabin… had he really been thinking for that long? Wow.
"Right, right. We just have to-," Jason began, gently turning the knob and pushing the door forward. Leading into a cozy space that was open to the front doorway in which they stood.
"-call out to her. I feel as though she's in the kitchen." The eldest boy says, voice smooth but anxious as he looked to his two friends. The sights of interest sparking within their eyes causing Jason to smile once more. Leading them into the small space, looking around himself for his mother.
"Yo! Hockey puck!" Jason mentally face-palmed himself at the nickname, before following after the other. Looking through a doorway to see his mother standing there with a small smile on her face.
"Jason, who are these lovely youngsters? If I'd known we were going to have company, I'd have cleaned up the place a bit." Pamela says warmly, and his mother's soothing voice seemed to calm Jason's nerves as he walked into the kitchen.
The teen walking into the kitchen and reminiscing over the few knick-knacks scattered across the top of the various tables, looking to his mother with a lopsided grin.
"These are my newest friends. Finnick and Jessica. They've been… helping me through a lot." The tallest says softly, a hand going to scratch at his blonde mullet of hair nervously. Not really wanting to give his mother the full details of the trio's latest endeavors.
"Ah, well. My new dearies, my name is Pamela. You can call me Ms. Pam if you'd like. Nice to see people choosing to befriend my baby boy." Pamela smiled, nodding her head a bit. Before Jason turns to look at his two friends, trying to read their expressions as the natural light coming from outside started to dim down.
Finnick seemed quite glad to meet Mother, grinning widely as he shook her hand respectfully. "Yes 'mam. Jason is a good guy, nice to be friends with him. Pleasure to meet you too!" A certain energy flowing through the younger boy, even as evening settled in.
Sometimes Jason wondered if Finnick was too hyper for his own home.
Jessica was quite polite and kind, gently smiling as she shook Mother's hand with a distinct courtesy that only she pulled off. "It really is nice to meet you, Ms. Pam. We do enjoy Jason a lot!" She says, happiness becoming more evident as she continues on.
Jason was going to say more, but his mother cut in quick enough. A certain tone coming over her voice, that seemed to sound… dangerous.
The darkness had come into the dimly lit cabin, and now was the time where it would happen.
Pamela shifted slightly where she stood, standing straight as the smile disappeared from her face. Eyes looking upon the three teens… then focusing on Jason. That look… he knew that look too well.
"Jason, honey. Why don't you head back to your room? Finnick and Jessica probably have to get to bed as well." Tone sharp, yet the other two seemed to have no idea that the atmosphere had shifted completely. Jason moved a bit, but to stand in front of the two teens, getting a sound of displeasure from Finn and a questioning whisper from Jessica.
"I want to go with them." He said clearly. Feeling Jessica and Finnick grip at his shirt sleeves. Looking towards Pamela, finally noticing the change of demeanor… she wasn't happy.
"But Jason, sweetie. You know what I've told you about bedtime. You have to stick to it, cause that's what's best for you. We don't want another problem like last time." Her face contorting into an angry face, hand tracing the area that was uncomfortably close to the knife rack.
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Silence… Nothing but silence fell over the cabin. Jessica stepped in this time, quietly side-stepping out to make a little waving gesture to Ms. Pam. Trying to seem disarming.
In all honesty, she had been nervous from the beginning. Unlike her male counterparts, she seemed to have an actual sense of danger… and this just didn't feel sit right with her from the beginning. It didn't make sense.
What Ms. Pam had said… didn't make sense. For some reason.
So she tried to reason. "Look. Ms. Pam. We'd really appreciate it if you'd let Jason come with us. He could stay with Finnick, and they could walk me back to my cabin."
More silence… just a blank stare from Pamela. She lost the angry face though, and instead, it was replaced with a void. So out of sheer nervousness, she reached out and took Jason's arm. Holding onto it like a lifeline. Glancing at her friends, seeing their nervous faces as well.
"Go. Take him. But if one thing happens to him… you both will be to blame."
Jessica nodded quickly, and Finn was already tugging Jason to move. The tallest of the trio having gone completely and utterly silent, staring at his mother as though he didn't trust her. So in a matter of seconds, they were racing out of the cabin. Breathes released quickly as they all gasped for clear, cool air.
The lake was deadly silent as the teens were thrust out into the darkness. Only for the moon to pitch in, highlighting the clearly disturbed looks on their faces.
Finnick looked to Jason, and Jessica could hear the terror in his voice as he speaks to the taller. Something she could reflect on perfectly.
"Jason, dude, what was that all about?" "What do you mean?" And already Jessica could hear the avoidance in his shying voice. So she spoke as well.
"Jason, she gave us the death glare. Looked at us like we were her worst enemy. We just… think something's wrong is all."
Jason shrugged, seemingly sinking further into himself. No longer speaking as they all made their way to the boys' and girls' cabins respectively. For a moment they all paused, and Jessica thought they would all just say goodnight to one another. Simply to move along and… and…
"Do you two hear that?" She asked.
She heard it, so clearly that it scared her. A deep noise, that seemed to be threatening like thunder. Hands moving to hold onto Jason and Finnick's. Why did it always end like this?
*Okay, I'm really sorry for the wait guys. And I know this chapter is off, mostly cause I'm losing my inspiration slowly. Still, I have to try! It may stray from the canon storyline for Friday the 13th, but that might make it better! Thanks for sticking with it though! RIOT! AWAY!*
