Authors note: This chapter is quite long and in some places seem a little rushed or out of character sorry for those parts and i will explain some of the things in this chapter in another chapter. Sorry it took so long i've had lots of exams :( but i hope you enjoy this chapter. :)
Jason had woken up, which was a surprise since he never had to sleep since he realised he didn't need to; he noticed how close he was to Gwyn and slid away heatedly. Intimacy was bad, VERY bad it led to other VERY, VERY bad things. The only intimacy he ever had was with his mother and it was completely different.
He had matured mentally since his mother…died but it took him a while to grasp the concept of things. He had lived an extremely sheltered life with his mother and was very naïve and didn't have any concept of sexual contact but he recognised the intimacy and hated it. After a while he matured and grasped the idea but it still enraged and repulsed him after all it was the indirect reason to Jason's drowning and his mother's death.
He heard the girl sigh and soon she was snuggled into him, instinctively. He trembled; he was enraged, scared and excited all at the same time. She had touched him before gotten quite close but he felt different now, perhaps more stimulated remembering the times they touched. BAD. Pushing her gently away from him he questioned his reason for keeping her.
Why did he ignore the rage and not kill her? Even in a thousand years he would never be able to answer it maybe it was because he related to her or that she may be able to accept him, but all he knew then was for now she would be safe with him.
Sunlight beamed through the small window and warmed Gwyn's face as she slowly sat up rubbing her eyes. She noticed Jason sitting beside her and stiffened uncomfortably.
"…."
What do you say to someone who's murdered hundreds, killed your friends and kidnapped you but you feel there's a bond between you? It was confusing and very annoying, hating, fearing and slightly caring about this man.
" Food?" Gwyn squeaked. " Do you have any food? Please?"
Wonderful of all the things she could've said why that? Was he even going to feed her? She felt stupid and embarrassed asking him what was for breakfast. He'd killed her friends why not say something nasty? Because she wanted to stay alive and if he felt like he was in charge and all maybe he'd keep her alive for longer. But why ask about breakfast of all things she thought to herself angrily.
Jason shook his head, he hadn't thought about food or anything really. She was going to need it, he could go back and pick up her stuff after all he knew where she put her bag he'd seen her and they kept their food in that other cabin. It would be easy enough, so he started for the door picking up his machete.
"… Where… where are you going?" Gwyn asked bewildered.
He looked back and just stared at her vacantly.
" You're not going out to kill anyone …are you? She asked quietly.
Still no change he just stared.
" Jason." she whispered soothingly. " You can trust me."
Maybe if she told him he could trust her it would work. She had a plan if he took her out killing with him she'd be able to escape and save a few people as well it was risky but she couldn't stand being another moment around him, even if they had connected or not.
Jason tilted his head and decided he would take her with him. He'd cleaned up his mess and she shouldn't get upset, he was doing her a favour getting her stuff. He paced back to her, and saw her step back a little, before picking her up.
Gwyn was surprised and scared she didn't like being at his mercy like that. She knew he could snap her like a twig with those arms and it scared the living daylight out of her, but he was gently, caring almost, holding her as if she was as delicate as a baby.
He stamped through the water into the woods and smoothly set Gwyn on her feet. His hands moved to her face and stroked her cheek softly. They stood there staring at each other for a moment both of them wanting something, but not knowing whether it was to attack the other or something else.
A bird squawked high above and broke the two apart quickly. Walking through the woods was incredibly creepy it was just like any other wood. That's what was so disturbing, that not even 12 hours before there had been a gruesome massacre there and yet it was just a wood, children would play here and people would have picnics here, if not for it's grizzly reputation.
Gwyn stared at the back of Jason's head in amazement, for someone who walked tediously slow he was incredibly difficult to keep up with, and that was one of the reasons she didn't try running away at that point. It was obvious he could be unnaturally fast and knew this place better than anyone so it wasn't a good idea.
She didn't notice they were heading back to the abandoned camp until they had actually got there. Following him into her 'cabin' she felt very scared and yet a new thought came into her mind, what did his face look like under that mask? It shouldn't have been a new thought but she'd never really questioned it to that point. She knew why he wore the mask, he was bullied and HE thought he was hideous but why? And why wear a mask when he simply killed people anyway.
"Jason …will …why are we here?" she changed her question quickly better not to risk upsetting him.
He picked up her bag, which she had completely forgot about, and handed it to her.
" We came to get my bag?" she asked shocked.
He nodded slightly before noticing she was looking at him strangely.
" Can I ask you something and promise you wont kill me for it …promise"
He nodded, promise.
" Can I see your face?" she asked gently.
He shook his head, he couldn't let her see his face only his mother had been able to look on his face and accept it and love him his mother had even told him that when he was bullied.
"Fair enough." she sat down on the bed and opened her bag and pulled out a picture of her and a group of people.
"That's my family." she was smiling down at the photo " I miss them loads… and they probably… think I'm dead and I'll never see them again."
She broke down, tears spilled down her face although she tried not to. She looked up at him he was staring at her coldly, no emotion as ever, was it even worth trying to make him feel something?
" Please let me go." She sobbed. "Jason, please."
Jason glared at the girl furiously. Why wasn't she happy? He had got her stuff what else could he do for her? He slammed his fist against the wall and saw her jump off the bed ready for a fight. The whole thing was so irritating for him; he had stopped himself killing her, surely that was enough for her.
Gwyn stood still as he moved closer she could feel the anger radiating off him and soon he had pinned her to the bed in a second.
" Get …Off …Me!!" she shouted kicking out trying to move the colossal man off her.
He tried to place his hand over her mouth and reach for his machete, but she managed to kick up and hit him in a place that made him cringe. Even though he was dead that was the one point that managed to unbalance him.
Gwyn managed to get him off her and managed to get to the other side of the cabin. There was no point to try and run but she could try and fight. He stood up fully and came after her, he was really terrifying and yet godlike. She reached out and felt the dusty lamp on the table next to her and grabbed it.
"GET …BACK!" She ripped the lamp off the table and hurled it at him.
Jason roared after being hit and turned away briefly. She decided now was the time to run.
She didn't look back and ran down the road they had taken to get to that horrifying camp. Soon she was out of sight from the camp and slowed down a bit. Muscles aching and exhausted she tried to run again but couldn't so just walked very fast.
She stumbled a bit was soon coming to the end of the overgrown track she could see the tarmac of the main road. It had taken her an hour to get that far and it seemed sunlight wasn't on her side as it was already dusk.
She looked back and gasped loudly. He was standing there watching her frostily. She sighed and walked back to him.
" You're going to catch me anyway what's the point in running." She groaned.
Jason looked down at the fragile girl and raised his machete above his head and saw her scrunch her eyes shut. He let the machete fall to his side and turned and walked away.
She opened her eyes and saw him walking away and was about to leave but saw him look back curiously.
" Am I free to go?" She asked suspiciously.
He turned back to her and stared at her blankly. She stared at him puzzled and he tilted his head to the side she copied him, he tilted it to the other side and she giggled manically. The man had just tried to kill her but she felt if she didn't laugh she would cry.
Jason gazed at the girl in wonder as she moved closer to him. He walked on and she followed him. He was still a little angry but he realised that she was going to be a little upset about not seeing her family so decided he'd give her another chance.
Gwyn followed Jason through the trees and wondered why she hadn't run away when she had a chance. Something just told her that he had no intention of letting her get away alive and that him walking away was simply a chance for her to live if she followed him.
She heard little insects chirping in the long grass and every now and then glimpsed the moon through an opening in the trees canopy. She realised they weren't heading back to the abandoned camp but the journey back to his 'Home' seemed to be taking longer than it had to get there.
Suddenly she stumbled over a tree root and fell face first onto the grassy floor.
" I'm tired, hungry and I need the toilet." She groaned sitting up.
Looking up at her captor tiredly she yawned before being pulled to her feet and shoved forwards. Soon he was ahead of her again but every so often stopped and looked back at her angrily.
" Don't look at me like that." She snapped. " I'm tired and all, and you've got longer legs than me."
He just stared at her irritably and scowled behind the mask.
" I really have to go to the toilet." She said blushing furiously.
He just stared at her blankly.
" I'm going to go …behind that tree … no that one. So you wait here and don't look." She quickly stated.
He nodded ever so slightly and she walked away swiftly.
As soon as she was out of sight Jason begun to get angry. She was taking to long. Was she trying to escape? She was trying to run again, she couldn't accept him like mother did no one could. She wasn't different she was nothing if she tried to leave him again. He clenched the machete and started in the direction she went.
Gwyn had gone further then she said she would because she really didn't want him near her. She was walking back to him when suddenly she was thrust against a tree.
Struggling against him she saw the machete stabbed into the ground two foot away. If he was going to kill her now he was doing it with his bear hands. His body pressed against her trapping her against the tree, lifting her off the ground so she was eye level with him and his hands wrapped around her neck.
" Jason …stop it …please" she choked. " I was… coming …back."
Jason looked at her suspiciously but loosened his grip on her neck.
" I'm sorry I ran away today but you …you were really angry." She whispered wanting to stay alive.
She managed to wriggle her arms loose and wrap them around his neck tenderly.
He trembled but couldn't move away. She rubbed the back of his head and neck stroking the strips of thin hair.
" Jason…" She sighed.
He buried his masked face into her neck and wrapped his arms around her waist. He didn't care if this was overly intimate he needed to be wanted. The insects had stopped chirping and he could hear people not far away, he wanted to go slaughter them but he was also contented where he was to even bother.
Gwyn woke up confused in a comfy double bed. It was like a caravan room then she remembered what happened the night before.
As Jason and her were embracing some people decided to take a short camping trip, in a there car with a small caravan attached, (obviously they wanted fun in comfort and not in a car) and parked thirty minutes away from them. She didn't know how he heard them that far away but Jason had led her to them and made her stay out of sight from the van.
She tried to persuade him not to hurt the people but it was like trying to stop a shark from biting. She simply closed her eyes and covered her eyes but soon ran to help people.
She got there and no one was there apart from Jason. There had been no screaming, no blood, nothing. She questioned Jason but he didn't even bother responding and she was kind of glad he didn't. She didn't want to know.
Opening the bedroom door she heard loud footsteps, she made the incredibly short walk from the bedroom to the living room/ kitchen and saw Jason dropping her bag on a seat.
" Thank you" she smiled.
Jason felt himself smile clumsily back at her, the first smile he had done in a long time, and was glad she was happy.
" You left me here, just wondering but weren't you worried I might get away?" She quickly added. " Not that I would run but you know…just wondering."
She couldn't help but wonder if she missed an opportunity to get away AGAIN. Then possibly one of the chilling moments you could ever see he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the caravan key.
" Oh so we're staying here?" she asked awkwardly.
He nodded and pointed to the bedroom, kitchen and bathroom.
" So I'm going to stay here while you go out and…do what you do." She said uncomfortably.
He nodded and sat down which was better for him since he kept forgetting he was to tall and banged his head twice, which he was thankful she didn't see because she would have laughed at him.
" So what am I going to do when you're out? Just sit around do nothing?" she asked.
She wanted to add ' do you want me to be a housewife and cook you dinner' she didn't know why she wanted to add it but she wanted to add something sarcastic.
But she didn't want to make him angry again.
Both her and Jason knew it was easier if he kept her there that way she wasn't surrounded by Jason's mothers shrine and it was easier to keep her, from Gwyn's point of view, captive.
The windows couldn't open and would be very difficult to break so she wouldn't be able to get out and the only other way was the door and he had the key to that.
But if she got close enough to him she could get the key but that would take patience, time to get him to trust her enough to let his guard down.