Must Read: Friday The 13th *Ever Scary* - Season 1 - Episode 9

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Must Read: Friday The 13th *Ever Scary* - Season 1 - Episode 9

Jason slowly sat down on the bed and watched her for a second.

She was wearing a really big t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants. Her feet were bare and slightly scratched from running. He could feel her fear emitting off her body, which looked stiff and shook like a leaf.

Her legs were curled up tight against her chest and her hands were covering her face. Her hands were dripping and he could see that her face was bright, bright red from crying so hard.

Jason couldn’t take it anymore. He had to do something. He slowly looked around the room in search for a notepad.

He found one on the other side of the room and picked up a pen from the floor next to it. He slowly sat back down on the bed and started to write.

He knew he couldn’t talk to her, but maybe writing to her would help her understand what was going on.

He didn’t want to touch her; a little afraid that she would panic even more, so he gently shook the notepad in front of her, trying to get her attention.


After what felt like an eternity, she looked up at the pad. She was being hesitant, but she did look, which made Jason’s heart throb with excitement.

“Please don’t cry, good girl. I won’t hurt you.”

The good girl’s teeth were chattering, causing her lips to tremble, and she stared at the notepad.

The look on her face was hard to read, but she still looked petrified. Her eyes and the skin around them were red from crying.
Jason blinked weakly and pulled the notepad away to write something else.
As he wrote, he could hear her whimpering faintly. Jason clenched his eyes shut in desperation. He prayed for her to understand. He then showed her the notepad again.
“I don’t want you to become a bad girl, so I will keep you here and protect you.
I want you to stay a good girl forever, and I don’t want other bad people to hurt you or make you bad.”

It looked like the good girl was reading what he wrote over and over again, trying to comprehend what was going on. She had begun to calm down, her whimpers fading and her tears drying up.
Her body didn’t stop trembling though, as he noticed when she slowly wiped her face with the back of her hand. Jason’s eye brightened when he saw that she was relaxing, even if it was just a little bit.
It was progress. But he could still see fear in her eyes. She was still looking at the notepad, almost as if she was too frightened to look anywhere else.


Jason slowly reached his other gloved hand out quickly, his nerves getting the better of him.

The good girl shrieked and covered her face with her hands again, her fear coming back at full force.
“P-please, no…p-please don’t hurt me, please…I-I…I-I’m s-sorry…p-please…n-no…!” Jason tensed in surprise.

He didn’t think he did that so fast. Of course that would scare her…Jason wanted to kick himself, but he had to go back to the task at hand.

He shook the notepad insistently at her, hoping she would look up again. She did, slowly, looking at what he wrote again and it looked like she read it over once more.
She seemed more hesitant, but she looked up at him for the first time. He could still see fear, but it wasn’t as intense as before.
He tried to stare at her reassuringly, expressing his feelings through his eye, as difficult as it was. He wanted to do anything to get her to understand that he wanted her to stay.
That he wasn’t going to hurt her. That she was a good, good girl. The only good girl he had ever met.

The good girl opened her mouth for a second to speak, but hesitated again, shrinking away and burying her fist against her lips.
Her gaze turned down from him and towards her lap.

Jason watched her as patiently as he could, following his Mother’s orders.
She then shut her eyes, and spoke in a very, very soft voice that Jason almost didn’t hear.
“R-r…r-really?”
Jason wrote on the notepad again, smiling to himself in his mind. She was talking to him…
she must be calming down now.
“Really. As long as you don’t leave, I won’t hurt you.”

“D-do…y-you p-promise?”
Jason slowly lowered the notepad and stared down at her for a second.

She was moving her fingertips around each other, keeping them close to her chest.
Her eyes were large, but he could tell she was emotionally and physically exhausted. He never saw anyone more fragile.

“I promise. I won’t ever hurt my good girl…unless she leaves me.”Jason hesitated slightly to write that the good girl washisgirl.
He didn’t know how she would react to that.
But she seemed a little more relaxed now that he had promised her. Perhaps she didn’t notice.


“Wh-why…w-why did y-you kill the o-others?” she was still speaking softly, her voice was scratchy.

Jason could tell that she must have been dying of thirst; he experienced the same thing when he was thirsty too.

He looked at her for a second, watching her before glancing down at his notepad to write again.