Trouble - Fan fiction Jason Mccann

5. Stupid Jason

Jason still sat there at the edge of my bed, keeping his eyes on me.

“What’s so special about you”, he mumbled. I frowned. Did I hear right?

“Excuse me”, I asked holding the pain away from Jason to see it.

“I asked what’s so special about you”, he asked louder nearly about to explode.

“Why would you say anything like that? I’m just a normal girl”, I answered leaving only Jason’s anger issue breathing keep on going.

“No, there’s something more. Like I kidnapped you was a destiny for someone”, he said standing up and walked in the room. I didn’t quite understand him. He just beat me up and now he was questioning me with why I was so special.

“I don’t quite g-ge-get you Jason”, I replied to him. He pulled his hair back frustrated and it made me smirk against him.

“Every one of the boys adores you and you have this weird effect on them. Why? Why are you doing this”, he said frustrated while biting his lip. I wanted to run out of the room, get the boys since being here with Jason was really scaring me.

“I’m n-not doing a-a-anything”, I stuttered. He tightened his bare hands, filling the anger and the frustration locked in his hands. He really didn’t want to do anything against me.

“I just can’t figure it out. Have you talked loads with them”, he asked turning his head around to face me. I nodded, but regretted it as soon the pain struck through my neck. I groaned in pain as Jason walked quickly over to the bed.

“Shh, I’m sorry”, he mumbled with all his heart. Would a sorry make it up for me? Would I really forgive him?

“I’m sorry for all the pain I caused you. I’m sorry that I kidnapped you, but this is my job. This is what I do for a living. I’m only good at this and I was made for it. I never would let anyone touch my heart, not even the girl who affects everyone around her”, he said as his face was red as a fire truck. He was half heartless and half caring. I really didn’t know what to do, how to react or what to say to him. I was afraid of him and what he would do to me.

I felt my throat burning and took a sip from the water beside me. All the pain was there, but I was used to it. I glanced over at Jason as he watched my every move. We were just staring at each other before Jason cleared his throat.

“So, do you know why?”. I frowned knowing I needed to answer him even if I didn’t have an answer.

“I have no idea”, I whispered, but Jason caught it. He nodded his head understanding before slowly standing up.

“Heal fast”, was the last words he said to me before he rushed out the door even faster than you could say Aloha. I breathed out relieved as relaxing in the bed. I guess I would only lay in this bed for some days until the pain wasn’t there anymore. 

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“Don’t! Please Derek”, I screamed as Derek was tickling me. It had gone by five days already since I was kidnapped and I didn’t notice the pain anymore. I still had bruises after Jason beat me down, but the weird thing is he didn’t even speak to me since he was in the bedroom.

“Let me think about that”, Derek pretended to think as he stopped but smirked at me. “No”. He started tickling me again as I twisted myself around at the floor.

The rest of the boys were outside doing a mission and apparently someone needed to take care of me. It was only Derek and me in the huge house.

“Please, I’m going to die off laughter and that’s a really bad way to die on and I don’t want to die”, I begged laughing. Derek suddenly stopped and just looked at me.