Destiny lied on the back car seat as Jason instructed with her heart pounding. She knew the second he came into view that he was going to die. Just the look in Jason's eye was enough to prove that. But what he said…those things he said…
He thought she was brainwashed. He thought that Jason captured countless girls like this and tortured them. Where did he summon that kind of strange idea? Why would anyone ever think that Jason would do something like that? Destiny had to admit that he was decently close, though. Jason DID torture his victims somewhat before killing them, but he never held them hostage or anything, did he? Destiny didn't know how he handled killings in the past, before Destiny had come along, but it just didn't seem like him.
That man also thought that he could help her. Get her out of there and help arrest Jason and find out a way to destroy him once and for all. Clearly he didn't understand. He didn't understand anything at all. Now that Jason has forgiven her, she had no intention of leaving. She felt safe her. She felt protected here. For the first time in her life, she actually felt loved. Loved by another person (As much of a person that Jason could ever be).
Destiny could feel the tears dancing down her face. She had not realized Jason had sliced that man in half until she heard the two heavy thumps to the ground and the sickening noises of broken bones and torn inners. Destiny fought back the urge to gag, and curled her body into a ball, shaking. Even if Jason had forgiven her, she still didn't fully trust him yet. She still had the mindset that Jason would possibly kill her someday with his utter bloodlust and not being satisfied with the kill. Destiny heard several noises while she trembled in fear: dragging, digging, more thumping. Brushing, walking that got softer and softer in the distance but then got louder as Jason returned.
Jason opened the car door and caused Destiny to gasp. Jason gently took her in his arms and turned to show her the crime scene. Jason had managed to clean up as much of the blood as possible and give the impression that the kill never happened. Destiny wiped her eyes slowly and looked up at him. She couldn't detect what his expression as through his eye. The moon hung heavy above them. Destiny could only guess that it was around midnight now.
Jason walked almost carefully back to his home, holding Destiny almost delicately. Destiny gave a heavy yawn but refused to drift off. For some reason she felt like it would upset him. Jason stepped into the guest room and Destiny gasped as he turned on the oil lamp nearby, holding Destiny with one arm. The entire room was destroyed, excluding the bed that sat there among all the debris. Destiny trembled in his arms, fear seeping into her again, but upon feeling this Jason quickly lied her down on the bed and fished about for his notepad. After turning to a new page, he started to write.
"Destiny, I want to say sorry for what I did to you. I understand now that you were waiting for me to come save you. I thought you were a bad girl because you were dressed like one, but I was not thinking right. You are not a bad girl, Destiny. You never were a bad girl. I didn't mean to call you a whore either. You are not a whore. You never were a whore. You are pure and sweet. You are a good girl. You are a very, very good girl. I hope you can forgive me. I am so glad you have come back. I promise never to hurt you like that again. I promise to treat you like the good girl you are. I want you to stay with me, Destiny. I want you to stay with me forever."
When Destiny read everything he had written, tears spilled over her cheeks and she moved to try and bury her face against his chest again, not caring if he preferred for her not to. He really DID forgive her. She wasn't a whore. She wasn't a bad girl. She wasn't evil in his eyes. She was good, sweet. A good girl. Relief rushed over her body and the brunt of everything that had happened that day swept over her. All she could do was cry. She never wanted to leave his arms ever again, even if he didn't return her feelings. She wanted to feel safe again. She wanted to feel protected again.
Jason gently rubbed her back and held her in place while she cried, and after a good ten minutes or so, sleep and pounding headaches overwhelmed her. She yawned heavily again and Jason pushed her into the bed, covering her with blankets. She stared up at him in a daze, her face flushed. She moved slightly, suddenly remembering Lacey. She had forgotten her here when she left. Now that she thought about it, how could she have slept without Lacey? She did manage to, didn't she? Jason seemed to have understood and picked himself up to go find her, but Destiny tugging shyly on his sleeve stopped him.
"J-Jason…" She spoke softly, clearing her throat, sounding hoarse. "I-I wanna…try to not sleep with Lacey tonight. I-I was able to sleep without her before. Perhaps…maybe I have grown out of it." Jason stared down at her in shock, and Destiny blushed again and squirmed under the blankets. It was just a little experiment. Was it really that hard to believe? "B-but do you think you could…keep her next to the bed?" Destiny asked. "Y-you know, just in case I need her?" Jason nodded and lifted up a piece if broken dresser and pulled the rather neglected stuffed animal out of the debris. Destiny bit her lip weakly and shifted in the bed again.
"J-Jason? Wh-what did you do to this room? Why is it so destroyed?" Jason clenched his eye shut and placed Lacey on the floor next to the bed. He sat down heavily on the bed and pulled out his notepad again.
"Mother got very mad at me after what I did to you. She yelled at me so loud that I didn't know what I was doing until it was over."
"Y-you can talk to your mother i-in your head?" Destiny asked, slightly intrigued. Did he have telekinesis or something?
"Yes. I don't really understand why but I can always talk to her in my head." Destiny smiled at him shyly.
"I-It must be nice t-to be able to talk to her whenever you want." Jason gave a slight nod.
"I miss her a lot. I protect our land because of her."
"I-I wish I could have met her before she died. Sh-she seems like such a nice person…" Destiny trailed off slightly, playing with the corners of the bed. She was thinking, contemplating on whether or not to say something that had been on her mind since Jason told her about what he had gone through. She didn't know if it would upset him or not, so she never tried. Jason seemed to take the silence as a sign to leave her alone to go to bed so he gently pressed her against the pillows pulled the blankets over her shoulders and patted her head gently before making his way to the door. He was just about to shut off the oil lamp when Destiny took a deep sigh.
"J-Jason?"
He turned back and looked at her. Destiny gritted her teeth, summoning up what little bravery she had, and looked him right in the eye.
"If I knew you before you died, I would have protected you from those kids who hurt you. I would have stopped you from drowning and stood up to those camp counselors for not watching over us. I would have been your friend."
Jason's eye had widened to the point she could see the whites in them from her distance. Fear struck through her instantly. Did she hit a nerve? Did she hurt his feelings? Did she bring up those bad memories? She was about to stutter an apology when he turned off the oil lamp and closed the door silently.
Jason's head was reeling as he sat down on his old bed, the springs screaming as he did so. What Destiny just said to him, right before he left her to rest after such a tiring day, flitted through his mind constantly as he slowly lied down himself.
"If I knew you before you died, I would have protected you from those kids who hurt you. I would have stopped you from drowning and stood up to those camp counselors for not watching over us. I would have been your friend."
Destiny, that shy, delicate little girl, would have protected HIM from those bad children and camp counselors? Jason had to admit that she did have some fight in her when she thought things weren't right in her eyes, but could she had really managed to stand up to ALL of those people? For someone like HIM? The image in his head just didn't feel right. All this time, he had been protecting Destiny from bad people. He had never thought once, not for one moment, that Destiny would have been able to protect HIM. The thought of it left a thick, warm feeling in his chest. The feeling felt soothing, comforting, but also hot and bothersome. He couldn't decide how to take it in. The fact that someone was willing to have saved him as a child from all the ugly torment he had gone through made him tingle with pleasure, but the fact that Destiny would have seen him as he was, a weak, pathetic child with no friends sent a shock to the pit of his stomach. He didn't want Destiny to see him like that. Completely weak and dependent on his mother for support. He wanted Destiny to see him as a protective, strong, fearless man who wasn't scared of anything. Well, except for the obvious…
Now thinking of Destiny, he couldn't help but think that she was becoming more and more bold. The fact that she didn't want to sleep with Lacey was a shock all its own. Where did that come from all of a sudden? She had said she was able to sleep without him before. She must have fallen asleep wherever she ran off to. Jason had to admit that when he noticed that Destiny had left Lacey behind, he was slightly hopeful that she would at least come back to get her, then he would have taken that chance to apologize. Jason didn't know how to take this either. He wasn't sure if he liked the idea of Destiny being bolder. Would that mean she would try to be more daring? He didn't want to lose the sweetness that he fell in love with. She also didn't stutter as much as she did before either. That scared him. Was her shyness slipping away, too? Her shyness was the most innocent thing he ever saw. Losing that would destroy him.
Jason sighed and turned to his side, closing his one eye. He'll try to figure it all out in the morning. His head was still pounding from the headache he developed.
Jason ran through the campsite, shielding his head from flying rocks and sticks as the children behind him closed in, laughing and sneering. He tripped over his feet as tears streamed down his face. He could hear the names they called him echo in his head, causing it to throb in pain. One final trip over a rock was enough for the kids to catch up with him. They all circled and crowded around him, chucking more rocks and sticks, pushing and shoving him, pulling a thick burlap sack over his head.
"Loser!"
"Freak!"
"Weirdo!"
"L-Leave him alone!"
The children stopped instantly and turned to see who had the audacity to say such a thing to them. Jason pulled the sack off his head and gasped at what he saw. A young Destiny, wearing the same uniform as the others, her light brown hair pulled into two high pigtails on the side of her head, held a brave look in her eye as she stared the children down. She was even cute when she was a child. The children all stared at her, looking confused but more upset that their game was interrupted.
"Why don't you get lost, you little nobody?" one of the boys sneered.
"W-who are you to make fun of something who looks different then you? Wh-what gives you the right?" Destiny yelled back, taking another step forward.
"Why should you care about him, huh? As long as we're bullying him, we're not bullying you!" one of the girls said, venom in her voice. "Do you want us to start bullying you again? Want another trip in the lake?" the children laughed at the memory. Jason watched in shock, his heart pounding. They tried to drown her in the lake, too?
"U-unlucky for you guys, I know how to swim!" Destiny said, a thick blush settling on her face. "Y-you guys better not do anything more to him, or I-I'll-"
"Oh, you'll what? Tell on the counselors?" One of the boys stepped forward and towered over little Destiny, grinning smugly. "Like they care! They're too busy doing grown-up stuff to see what we're doing! We can do whatever we want! We can bully that freak over there, and we can bully you!" Destiny started to tremble slightly at his words. Jason watched in horror. They were right. The camp counselors didn't care what they did.
"W-well, I'll tell on Jason's mo-"
"Oh, so now you're gonna tattle on us with freak's little mommy?" the boy mocked Destiny's voice, causing the others to laugh. "There's nothing she can do either! She doesn't ever care about that freak!"
"Y-you take that back!"
Everyone turned to see Jason glaring at them angrily, fury sweeping over him. He knew for a fact that his mother cared about him, no matter what some bully had to say.
"Aw, did I stwike a nerve in the little freak?" the boy mocked again. The children laughed. "Listen, no one CARES about you. Not even your pwecious little mommy. No one would care if we drowned you in that lake. No one would care if you die-"
"I-I would!"
Jason's eyes widened as everyone turned back to Destiny again. Her tiny little hands were balled up into fists, the brave look back in her eye.
"I-I would care if Jason got hurt! I-I would care if Jason died! J-Jason is my friend! I-I don't want my friends to die!"
"What friends?" The boy laughed, gaining up on her again. "You have NO friends, you little nobody! Why would anyone ever be friends with you OR that little freak? If I didn't know better, I would say you were in LOVE with him!" Destiny's face went beet red at the thought while Jason's ears reddened. What were they talking about? Destiny…in LOVE with him?
"Wh-wha-I-I…I-I-I…n-n-"
"You DO! You DO love that freak, don't you!" the boy cackled as the others started laughing harder. "And YOU-" the boy then pointed at Jason, realizing his red ears. "You love her BACK, don't you?" the children laughed even harder, hugging their stomachs and some falling to the floor. Jason flinched and felt his face go red. How did they know…?
"Well, maybe we should just take the two lovebirds for a SWIM!" the boy said viciously, grabbing Destiny by the arm. "Let's go!"
"LET HER GO!" Jason snarled suddenly, feeling pure rage the minute the boy's hand touched Destiny, but the sudden onslaught of children ushering him toward the docks was too strong.
"Oh, calm down, you freak of nature! You see her soon enough!" the boy said, tugging Destiny with him. Tears streamed down Destiny's face in fear, pulling on the boy's hand in a desperate attempt to get free.
"S-stop it! L-Let us go!"
"Oh, I'll let you go, alright!" the boy said, finally reaching the docks. The other children made sure to keep a barrier between Jason and the boy.
"I'll let you go die so I never have to see your ugly face again!" With that, the boy pulled the long-forgotten burlap sack over Destiny's head, tied the base of it around her neck with his shoelace, and pushed her into the lake.
"DESTINY!" Jason screamed, watching Destiny's scream muffle through the sack and try desperately to free herself, the sack absorbing water and weighing down on her head. Slowly, she started to sink lower and lower.
"DESTINY, NO!" Jason pushed the laughing children out of the way to stand on the very edge of the dock.
"And you're next, freak! Go save your girl!" the boy yelled from behind, suddenly pushing Jason into the lake as well. Jason gasped and spluttered, flailing around wildly. Fear struck through him. He didn't know how to swim. He searched frantically for Destiny. She was struggling to keep her head afloat. Jason flailed toward her, grasping her by her shoulders and hoisted her as high as he could.
"DESTINY, NO! Y-YOU CAN'T DIE ON ME, NO!" Jason screamed, watching in horror as Destiny's weight pushed him further down. Destiny quickly stopped him, prying out of grip.
"N-no, don't! I-It'll kill you!"
"I-I don't care! I-I don't want you to die!"
Destiny struggled more and pedaled the water with her legs, slowly tiring.
"J-Jason…I-I can't do this anymore…"
"Wh-what? N-no, Destiny, we can do this!"
"N-no…y-you can!" With that, Destiny grasped Jason around the shoulders and pulled upward. Jason was lifted slightly and struggled to get free, realizing that Destiny's head was now under the water.
"NO DESTINY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Jason screamed, kicking to try and let himself free. After a minute or so, Destiny did let go, but she floated to the surface, unmoving. Jason stared in pure disbelief, feeling the water graze his eyes.
"No…no…" His voice gargled as he screamed. "DESTINY NO!"
Jason shot up in bed, his whole self shaking. His mask was soaking wet and his eye was burning. He shuddered and pried his mask off, wiping his face furiously, then pulled it back on and walked out the door.
He made his way to Destiny's room, opening the door quietly and making his way to the bed. She was curled up on her side, a slightly troubled look on her face, but nevertheless looked peaceful. Extremely confusing and strong emotions washed over him at the sight of her lying there.
"N-no, don't! I-It'll kill you!"
"I-I don't care! I-I don't want you to die!"
Jason fought back tears again, growling to himself and his weakness, and quickly pulled a section of the covers away.
"J-Jason…I-I can't do this anymore…"
"Wh-what? N-no, Destiny, we can do this!"
"N-no…y-you can!"
He lied down quickly, not caring to think if he was waking Destiny up.
"NO DESTINY WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"No…no…"
"DESTINY NO!"
Jason grasped her by the waist with both hands, and pulled her against him from behind, wrapping his arms around her and pulling the covers over them both. Destiny squealed in shock, tensing almost instantly, and tried to break free. Jason growled deep in his throat, shushing her again and pulled her closer against him, cradling her carefully. He pressed his mask against her hair and breathed slowly, taking in her scent. Destiny's entire body was frozen. He could feel the heat radiating off her face. Jason shushed her again as she let out little whimpers of fear. He stroked her hair soothingly, trying to calm her down. He continued to shush her, feeling her relax minutely against him, sleep overtaking her. He knew at any other point, it would have taken ages for her to relax, but she was so tired…
She wouldn't understand now, but he would try to make her understand someday.
For now, he just needed to know that she was there.
That she was there, unharmed, and that she was with him.
END CHAPTAH!
Wow…this took me HOURS and it was SO worth it! Some people were disappointed that the last chapter was about Mr. Green Truck, so I hope this makes up for it!
So Destiny finally knows now that Jason didn't mean everything he said. And Jason's getting kinda cuddly! What a softie! KINDA? Psshh, yeah right!
Anywhoo, I really hope you guys liked this one. I tried to make up for the random thinkings of Mr. Green Truck. I'm sure you guys didn't really expect for that to happen. People seemed to be a bit lost about him, and that's kinda what I was looking for. He was supposed have a slightly strange personality, wanting both Destiny to be safe but also cared about how he could benefit from it. I was hoping it would make it more interesting that he wasn't INTERESTED in Destiny on a personal level, but wanted to help her.
On another note, I must mention a review that I got from 'The Truth or Lies':
I must say, though, Destiny's personality pisses me off a bit. (Although, I love how she is finally a decent character with fairly realistic reactions.) What irks me is that she freaking let's Jason be an ass to her and comes running back like an insecure child who feels so dependent on him despite the fact he keeps verbally and physically abusing her. Not to mention, she never tried stopping him from killing. Not the 'bad girl' who saved Destiny from the freak police officer or the awesome Motel Guy who thought he was saving a girl from a serial killer.
No, sir. She just let's the lives go to waste.'
Let me say some things about this.
MegaKiraraLover helped me figure out that what she has is Stockholm Syndrome, which is basically a disease in which a person held hostage feels defensive and/or dependent on their captor. To me, this makes sense. If you look at it, Destiny is very insecure and basically has no one in her life, except Jason. It would make sense for her to rely on him, even if he hurt her. I do admit that they kinda of have an abusive relationship, now that Jason has hurt her, but he didn't really mean to. It was his animalistic nature getting the better of him. I know I'm probably sounding defensive of Jason at the moment, but it's what I feel. And now just because I have dubbed their relationship 'abusive', don't think that's what's going to happen for the rest of the relationship. Just because they have one rock in the road doesn't mean that Jason will abuse her anymore. For all we know, it could be the last time.
And the whole 'Destiny-not-trying-to-stop-Jason-from-killing' thing. I'm sorry, but I really can't see little Destiny doing such a thing. I've seen this happen so many times in F13 FF's that I decided against doing so. It seems very OOC in my opinion for Jason to stop killing just because a girl he has grown fond of tells him to stop. It's in his nature to kill people that are bad. A whole group – let alone one person – can't stop that.
I'm not upset at 'The Truth or Lies' for this review. It did make me realize that people might have the same mindset, and that I might have to clear some things up. Hopefully everything I just said will make thing a bit clearer.
I hope you guys review! I hope you liked the chapter.
-NikoRu Rene