In my defense, I have only seen a few episodes of House of Anubis, so..be kind? Oh, yeah: I don't own House of Anubis. Really, how would I? First time writing this, so...critisim is allowed.
He slumped to the ground, hands weak and trembling. He was ever so thirsty. So very thirsty... He let himself go, hitting the ground with a soft thud. Maybe when..or if, he awoke...it would be better. Maybe he could face them. But how would he tell her?
"Fabian, have you seen Jerome?" Mara asked anxiously, dark eyes darting about the festive room. "He was supposed to be back from his dad's today."
"No, sorry." Fabian apologized. "Do you want us to help look?" Nina, Amber, Alfie, Eddie, and Patricia all glanced at her expectantly.
"No, no." Mara assured them. "I'm sure it's he's alright. After all, he's allowed to stay longer. It's his dad, right?"
"If you're sure." Fabian said. Mara nodded and proceeded to go ask Joy, who was at the dining table.
"Do you think he's in trouble?" Fabian lowered his voice, anxious blue eyes scanning his surrounding friends.
"Fabian, stop worrying!" Patricia exclaimed. "No threats have been made, so let's enjoy some free time, why don't we?"
"Patricia's right." Nina agreed. "There's no need to be alarmed." Fabian shrugged.
"I must be itching for an adventure, that's all." Fabian said sheepishly.
"I for one have had enough adventures." Amber said. "And I'm glad we're having this party." The friends nodded in agreement. After all the drama, and their hectic personal lives, they were glad that Trudy had thrown them a party for the end of the semester.
"Want to dance, Yacker?" Eddie turned to his girlfriend.
"Alright." Patricia smiled slowly, following him to the dance floor.
"Nina-?" Fabian blushed, turning towards her. "Do you-erm, would you-I-I mean-"
"Yes." Nina smiled shyly at him, taking his arm and leading him away before he could get another word in, already knowing he was asking her to dance.
"Alfie, let's dance." Amber said, seeing the others' boyfriends asking their girlfriends, inwardly sighing at Alfie's ignorance.
"Ok." Alfie said good naturally, not noticing her frustration, walking towards the dance floor. Meanwhile, Joy declined seeing Jerome to Mara and joined Trudy in the kitchen, helping her set out the food. Mara stood by herself, watching the couples dance and feeling strangely lonely. She had never had a boyfriend before Mick, she reminded herself. And when Mick was away, she never felt lonely by herself. So why did she feel so without Jerome? He must...complete me, she thought, her heart being wrenched.
"Mara? Do you want to help?" Trudy asked. "You've been standing there, by yourself." Mara resisted the urge to cry-Trudy had good intentions, but she failed to help Mara's pain.
"If you don't mind, Trudy, I think I want to go for a walk." Mara said hesitantly.
"By all means." Trudy assured her, and Mara smiled softly in response, slipping away from the lit, welcoming place to the harsh outdoor conditions. Shivering in the bitter winds, she regretted not having a thicker coat. Still she endured it, head down, the cold rubbing her face raw, her dark hair receiving most of the damage as it was whipped about. Now literally alone, she let the tears fall. Stinging, hot tears that made her wish she wasn't here. Tears that only gave her more pain. She let herself sit on the concrete floor surrounding the house, the cold seeping through her jeans. The wind battered her ears now, as she lifted her face, trying to endure the pain. Then she heard it.
It was soft, perhaps traveling with the wind. Maybe it was just that: the wind. Almost like a moan. Never less, Mara strained her eyes to hear. Yes, it was a moan. Animal or man, she could not decipher. Intrigued, she stood up and broke out into a run. Away from the Anubis house, into the woods, shoving aside scraggly branches of trees in her way, tripping across the occasional tree root. Finally she collapsed, hands gripping her knees in resentment of going. No sign of any life, besides the plants. Then she became fully aware of the darkness. Blanketing her, making the world seem much more frightening, making her breath get caught in her throat. Then her ears picked it up again. A moan, but louder. Much louder. Trembling with cold, Mara shoved a final branch out of her way before her eyes fell on him. Shivering, curled up in a defensive position, fists clenched and eyes squeezed tight, was Jerome.
It is short, I know. But I'm not good at long chapters...promise, next one WILL be longer! So, if anyone has the time..please review-?