Ch. 8 –
"I'm gonna go have a smoke," Miranda announced several minutes after Kryssi and Dillon had left. "Anyone wanna join me?"
"I'll come," Drew replied, getting to his feet and following after the girl. The two headed towards the parked cars, leaving the fire and muted conversations of the others far beyond earshot. Once they had reached their destination Miranda leaned up against Dillon's Ford and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of her purse, along with a small purple lighter.
"So what's the deal with that Kryssi chick?" Drew asked after the blond had lit up. He lounged casually against Adam's car, arms crossed over his chest. "She got a problem or something?"
"She's always like that," Miranda replied, blowing a cloud of rancid smoke into the warm night air as she spoke. "She's just a little Emo b*tch."
"But I thought you were her friend?" the younger boy questioned, moving to perch next to her on the bumper of the truck.
"Nah, we only hang out with that moody little nobody because it's kinda funny to laugh at her behind her back."
She chuckled as she spoke and took another drag of her cigarette. Drew laughed with her and then let his eyes rake over the blond girl. She noticed this and smirked, letting her own shallow blue gaze wander over his thin, wiry body. And when their glances met, Miranda put out her half-smoked cigarette and leaned into the younger boy, glad that he was at least taller than she was.
Little did they know that they were being watched as they began to make out and move against each other, their clothes slowly crumpling to the ground. And little did they know that they were about to be rudely interrupted…
Kryssi had to get out! To go warn her friends of the danger that was headed their way! So she struggled madly against the restraint that held her, letting out a breathless gasp of joy when her hand finally slid free, albeit a little bloody. Then she dashed away from the dirt mattress and began searching frantically for an exit.
Several minutes later she found a hatch in the dirt ceiling that opened up into one of the old Camp Crystal Lake cabins. With a hysterical bubble of laughter she scrambled to her feet and flew out the door, her head whipping back and forth as she gained her bearings.
But then she heard it. The quiet gasps and moans that emanated from the parked cars mere feet from her. She couldn't see anything, but her curiosity overcame her and she approached the still vehicles slowly, skirting Adam's beige Sedan and stumbling upon Miranda and Drew in the throes of heated lovemaking.
The young brunette let out a strangled cry, her warning driven from her mind as she tumbled backward, having tripped over her own feet, and sprawling in the dust.
"What the hell are you doing?" Miranda cried, her flushed face contorting with anger
"I- I didn't…" the younger girl's words stuttered to a stop as she looked away from their bare, tangled bodies, her own skin flooding with heat.
"Why don't you run off back to Dillon, you little sl*t?" the blond spat nastily.
Kryssi was shocked at her friend's words, and she scrambled back to her feet.
"Dillon's dead," she gasped as tears sprang to her eyes and began to fall down her dirty cheeks. "He was killed by Jason-"
"Shut up b*tch!" the older girl interrupted. "You and your little sex toy need to stop playing games and get the hell out of here. I don't even know why he would wanna screw you in the first place, you freaking weirdo!"
And with these words spoken, Kryssi realized that her 'friends' had been merely using her. They didn't really care about her or her feelings… but as she stood there in shock, tears coursing down her face, she didn't even notice Jason looming up behind her until he pushed her aside and quickly ran his blade through Miranda and Drew, effectively killing them both. Blood dripped down their bare bodies to pool on the ground and when the older man yanked back the blood-stained knife they collapsed to the ground in a heap, still joined together.
Then he turned to the brunette, his black, piercing gaze easily finding her softer, anguished emerald orbs before she whirled around and sprinted away. Jason leapt forward to follow her, expecting her to head for the others by the fireside, but he stumbled to a halt in surprise as her steps took her into the cover of the forest. She was heading back to the mine!