L'Amour a Non entendu
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1 through F › Friday the 13th (All)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
4,999
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
2
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Disclaimer: I do not own friday the 13th, and I do not make any money from these writings."
Blood
From the start the police knew that this wasn’t like Jason. The crime scene was too different for them to believe it was just another slaughter.
xxx
When Jason woke up it was nightfall. He had only slept two or so hours, but that was enough for him. His eyes fell on the girl sleeping in his bed and he held his machete high in the air, ready to slice. But then, Mommy yelled at him to stop and Jason remembered that Ava was supposed to be there. He put the machete down and went over to the bed. She was fast asleep, but twitching and whimpering. A bad dream. Jason stared for a few minutes and then got Mr. Fuzzy. He put the bear in the girl’s arms. She would have more use for him than Jason. After that, Jason went on patrol. Mommy would watch Ava while he was gone.
Xxx
The sun had already come up when Ava awoke. For a moment, she was confused and scared. She stared at her surroundings and at the bear in her arms. Jason must have given it to her. Touched by the action, Ava smiled. She got out of bed and began to walk around the house.
“Jason? Jason?” she called out, a feeling of disease coming over her. “Where are you?”
He went into the woods my dear. To patrol for bad people. It was Pamela again. Ava nodded and decided to head for the woods. It was a nice day.
The sun shone through the trees once more. The pale light seemed to create a path guiding Ava through the woods. She thought as she looked for Jason. Why wasn’t she planning to escape? Most people would be running for their lives now, heading for the highway. But Ava was going the opposite direction. She was going deeper into the woods, back to the site of the murders. Something was telling her where to go.
The first thing she saw was Leslie. The animals had gotten to her a bit, and her face had been chewed a bit, making her ugly. Satisfaction grew in Ava’s chest. She had never liked Leslie much to begin with. Kicking the body, Ava continued her journey. A few feet away was Mario’s torso. Wild animals had probably taken his lower half. How appropriate, Ava thought and made it to the campsite without finding anymore bodies.
Cal’s charred corpse was still in the fire, which had gone out long ago. It was almost horrific. If she had stumbled upon him by accident as a stranger, Ava would have pitied the poor guy. But she had too many memories of his secret cruelty to pity him.
The last was Julie.
Beautiful, perfect Julie. The pretty sister, the kind sister. While Ava was little more than a broken doll, useless when she didn’t grow up to be beautiful in spite of her deafness. Ava stared at the blood crusted head of her only sister, a smirk on her lips. It felt good to see what she had done to her. Victory washed over Ava as she gathered her things.
As Ava made her way to the woods, someone grabbed her. She screamed and tried to hit whoever it was. They shook her violently and spun her around. It was Jack, a red mark on his cheek and anger in his eyes.
“Jack!” she cried. Jack began to speak. Ava was rusty at reading lips, so she was only able to discern 80% of what he said.
“We gotta go Ava!” Jack grabbed her by the wrist. “Before he comes back!”
“Before who comes back?”
“Jason! He killed the others? How the hell are you still alive?”
“Let go Jack. “
“That freak killed the others!”
“Don’t call him that!”
Xxx
Meanwhile, Jason was doing his patrol. He was nearing where he had been the night before when he heard shouting. Through the trees, he saw a boy trying to get a girl into his car. A second later, he saw the girl’s face. It was Ava.
“Let me go!” she screamed. “No!” The boy kept pulling at her, creating marks on her skin. Anger burned inside Jason. Mommy told him to kill the boy. Kill him Jason, kill him now. DO IT!
“You crazy bitch!” the boy yelled. “You killed Julie! WHY?”
“She deserved it,” Ava’s voice was cold. “So did the others.”
“What did we ever do to you?”
“You did think I would remember. But I did.”
“Remember what?”
“Prom night.”
The boy hit her across the face. Jason’s rage boiled over. He got behind the boy and grabbed him by the neck, dangling him in the air. Ava had fallen, and she sat there, watching with wide, frightened eyes,
“What the fuck man?” the boy yelled. Jason began to pound him into the car, over and over again until he was nothing more than pulp and a spine. Jason threw him into the front seat and went to Ava. The boy had hurt her. There was a bruise forming on her cheek as well as on her wrists. Blood had splattered on her, mixing with the blood from the night before. Jason picked her up, cradling her gently in his arms as if she were a baby. Ava buried her face in his chest, her body shaking from what she had seen, but not from sobs. The urge to speak was strong. He wanted to tell her it was going to be okay. But all he could do was stroke her hair and grunt. Using a crude type of sign language, Jason pantomimed going back to the cabin. Ava nodded weakly and they set off. Jason took her bag as well.
When they got back, Jason took her to the bathroom and set her on the floor. He pointed to the tub. Before she could do anything, Jason left. He knew she didn’t want him to see her without clothes. That was something bad girls did. Jason went downstairs to clean and put away his machete. When he was done, Mommy began to talk.
Why did you let her see that? Ava was in no condition to watch. Next time let her go. You upset her.
-I’m sorry Mommy. He was hurting her. I got mad.-
Go check on her in a few minutes. The poor thing has been through so much.
-I will. I won’t let her watch me work again.-
xxx
When Jason woke up it was nightfall. He had only slept two or so hours, but that was enough for him. His eyes fell on the girl sleeping in his bed and he held his machete high in the air, ready to slice. But then, Mommy yelled at him to stop and Jason remembered that Ava was supposed to be there. He put the machete down and went over to the bed. She was fast asleep, but twitching and whimpering. A bad dream. Jason stared for a few minutes and then got Mr. Fuzzy. He put the bear in the girl’s arms. She would have more use for him than Jason. After that, Jason went on patrol. Mommy would watch Ava while he was gone.
Xxx
The sun had already come up when Ava awoke. For a moment, she was confused and scared. She stared at her surroundings and at the bear in her arms. Jason must have given it to her. Touched by the action, Ava smiled. She got out of bed and began to walk around the house.
“Jason? Jason?” she called out, a feeling of disease coming over her. “Where are you?”
He went into the woods my dear. To patrol for bad people. It was Pamela again. Ava nodded and decided to head for the woods. It was a nice day.
The sun shone through the trees once more. The pale light seemed to create a path guiding Ava through the woods. She thought as she looked for Jason. Why wasn’t she planning to escape? Most people would be running for their lives now, heading for the highway. But Ava was going the opposite direction. She was going deeper into the woods, back to the site of the murders. Something was telling her where to go.
The first thing she saw was Leslie. The animals had gotten to her a bit, and her face had been chewed a bit, making her ugly. Satisfaction grew in Ava’s chest. She had never liked Leslie much to begin with. Kicking the body, Ava continued her journey. A few feet away was Mario’s torso. Wild animals had probably taken his lower half. How appropriate, Ava thought and made it to the campsite without finding anymore bodies.
Cal’s charred corpse was still in the fire, which had gone out long ago. It was almost horrific. If she had stumbled upon him by accident as a stranger, Ava would have pitied the poor guy. But she had too many memories of his secret cruelty to pity him.
The last was Julie.
Beautiful, perfect Julie. The pretty sister, the kind sister. While Ava was little more than a broken doll, useless when she didn’t grow up to be beautiful in spite of her deafness. Ava stared at the blood crusted head of her only sister, a smirk on her lips. It felt good to see what she had done to her. Victory washed over Ava as she gathered her things.
As Ava made her way to the woods, someone grabbed her. She screamed and tried to hit whoever it was. They shook her violently and spun her around. It was Jack, a red mark on his cheek and anger in his eyes.
“Jack!” she cried. Jack began to speak. Ava was rusty at reading lips, so she was only able to discern 80% of what he said.
“We gotta go Ava!” Jack grabbed her by the wrist. “Before he comes back!”
“Before who comes back?”
“Jason! He killed the others? How the hell are you still alive?”
“Let go Jack. “
“That freak killed the others!”
“Don’t call him that!”
Xxx
Meanwhile, Jason was doing his patrol. He was nearing where he had been the night before when he heard shouting. Through the trees, he saw a boy trying to get a girl into his car. A second later, he saw the girl’s face. It was Ava.
“Let me go!” she screamed. “No!” The boy kept pulling at her, creating marks on her skin. Anger burned inside Jason. Mommy told him to kill the boy. Kill him Jason, kill him now. DO IT!
“You crazy bitch!” the boy yelled. “You killed Julie! WHY?”
“She deserved it,” Ava’s voice was cold. “So did the others.”
“What did we ever do to you?”
“You did think I would remember. But I did.”
“Remember what?”
“Prom night.”
The boy hit her across the face. Jason’s rage boiled over. He got behind the boy and grabbed him by the neck, dangling him in the air. Ava had fallen, and she sat there, watching with wide, frightened eyes,
“What the fuck man?” the boy yelled. Jason began to pound him into the car, over and over again until he was nothing more than pulp and a spine. Jason threw him into the front seat and went to Ava. The boy had hurt her. There was a bruise forming on her cheek as well as on her wrists. Blood had splattered on her, mixing with the blood from the night before. Jason picked her up, cradling her gently in his arms as if she were a baby. Ava buried her face in his chest, her body shaking from what she had seen, but not from sobs. The urge to speak was strong. He wanted to tell her it was going to be okay. But all he could do was stroke her hair and grunt. Using a crude type of sign language, Jason pantomimed going back to the cabin. Ava nodded weakly and they set off. Jason took her bag as well.
When they got back, Jason took her to the bathroom and set her on the floor. He pointed to the tub. Before she could do anything, Jason left. He knew she didn’t want him to see her without clothes. That was something bad girls did. Jason went downstairs to clean and put away his machete. When he was done, Mommy began to talk.
Why did you let her see that? Ava was in no condition to watch. Next time let her go. You upset her.
-I’m sorry Mommy. He was hurting her. I got mad.-
Go check on her in a few minutes. The poor thing has been through so much.
-I will. I won’t let her watch me work again.-