A/N: HERE'S CHAPTER FIVE. HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT. I'M GOING TO FINISH THIS STORY SINCE IM SO INTO IT NOW AND YOU GUYS LIKE IT. ANYWAY MORE REVIEWS PLEASE AND I'LL UPDATE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. ENJOY.



The annoying tapping on Jason's window, finally woke him.

"What the hell?" He muttered, still groggy from being asleep. He stepped out of his rather comfortable and warm bed and walked over to the window, the cold making him shiver a little.

He looked down and saw Mimi, hugging herself tightly, trying to keep herself warm as she threw some pebbled again

"Meems? What's going on?" He asked worriedly as he opened the window.

"I need to talk to you." She said her voice low.

Jason nodded, grumbling as he grabbed a robe and walked down the narrow staircase, hoping that he wouldn't wake his parents. He reached the back door and slid it open, letting Mimi inside.

She shivered from the cold, dusting snow off of her jacket.

"You okay?" He asked, feeling her discomfort.

Mimi nodded. "You didn't tell them, did you?" She asked frantically, her eyes narrowing with suspicion as she watched him.

"You came all the way out here in the freezing cold at two in the morning just to wake me and ask me this?" He asked with disbelief. "You know, you could have just called." He said sarcastically.

"Shut up. Did you tell them or not?" She demanded.

"No, I did not tell them." He replied irately.

"Okay."

"Why do you want to keep it a secret, anyway?" He interrogated.

"Because it's humiliating." She confided.

Mimi didn't want to tell him but she felt that she had no choice. She had to make him understand.

"No, it's not. They're our friends, they'll understand."

Mimi shook her head at Jason.

"Is it your father? Is he the one hurting you?" He dared.

Mimi gasped. "He would never. My father is a decent, honorable man and he would never lay a finger on anyone." She declared defensively.

"Okay. Is it someone I know?" He continued.

She shook her head.

"Someone you know?"

Mimi sighed. "Are we going to do this all night? Play guessing game?" She asked.

"No, but now that you're here, I don't have to wait until tomorrow to figure who the bastard is that's hurting you." Jason declared angrily.

"He can't hurt me anymore, Jason. He won't." Mimi said softly.

"How can you be sure of that? What if he comes back and hurts you again? God, I wouldn't be able to-" He said frantically but she cut him off.

"I swear on my life, he won't." She said.

"That's what I'm afraid of. Mimi if he hurt you, he has to be punished." Jason explained.

"I know but it's no big deal. It's over." She lied. It wasn't over. Not by a long shot. She had a few more years of psychological torture to go through.

A few more years of recurring nightmares.

"No big deal! How can you say that?" He asked in utter disbelief trying to keep his voice down and his temper in control.

"Because if I don't let it go then I'll be trapped and he wins." She said sadly.

"If you let this go, then he'll win, not the other way around." Jason argued.

Why couldn't she see it his way? He was trying to help her. Why couldn't she understand that this was for her?

"You wouldn't understand. You weren't there." She said. "This was a bad idea. I better go home." She said moving to the doorway but Jason grabbed her arm and held on tightly.

Mimi gasped, caught off guard. She tried to regain her composure but it was too late. The shock, the memories flooded back like a tidal wave and it replayed in her mind, making her believe that it was happening all over again. She cowered away from him, whimpering with fear, desperately trying to get away.

"Please, don't. Please." She begged as she stood like a frightened animal, her back pressed against the glass door.

Jason watched with shock and panic. She was frightened of him. He felt like someone had ripped his chest open and cut his heart out because the sight of Mimi made him want to run.

He felt like he had lost all courage as he watched her there, completely afraid and lost.

She had slid herself on the floor, her knees folded to her chest as she rocked herself fearfully, mumbling here and there not to hurt her.

Jason knelt towards her, praying that she wouldn't scream and wake his parents. She inched back when she saw him moving towards her.

"Mimi, it's me Jason." He said, trying his best to calm her and stay calm. She buried her face in jacket, both whimpering and sobbing hysterically. He had never seen her life this-so frightened and weak and vulnerable.

Whoever the bastard was that hurt her was definitely going to get a piece of his mind.

"Mimi.."

She was still sobbing, shaking with fear and hysteria.

Jason wanted to reach over and hold her, for as long as humanly possible and make everything better. His heart went out to her, to this girl with the broken soul who had made him feel so much in such little time.

"It's Jason; I promise I won't hurt you." He said, moving closer. After a few minutes of hesitating, of fearful worry that she might scream and lose it again, he was finally able to reach her.

Mimi clung to him for dear life and sobbed in his arms, as Jason tried to comfort her the best she could, rubbing her back to make her feel better.

He carried her to his room, exhausted both physically and emotionally and he laid her on his bed, the tears falling from the corner of his eyes.

"Don't go." She whispered when he moved away from her.

Jason nodded and he laid down next to her, wrapping his arm protectively over her fragile body. She moved closer to him, needing his warmth, wanting the reassurance of his presence.

Jason watched her as she laid there next to him, her eyes closed but not asleep. He had moved his other arm in between them to get comfortable and Mimi was holding it tightly, close to her heart. He saw a tear fall and he moved closer, kissing her warm forehead.

"It's okay, baby. I'm here." He whispered as he moved back, resting his head on the pillow.

He felt her pain but did not understand it. Jason wished that he could carry the burden for her, take all the pain away, even just for a second. He wanted to give her peace, even in the smallest measures but he knew that wasn't possible.

He could apologize to her, say that it was going to be okay as many times as he wanted to but that wouldn't erase the pain the ran deep into her soul, scarring her.

And that terrified him.

Mimi didn't move or acknowledge what he had said. She just laid there, eyes still close, breathing quietly, trying to shut out the demons in the nightmare that was her life.