Update. This is't Jade. I'm just her friend. I'd just like to inform (to anyone whom this may concern) that you shouldn't be angry with her. She was having a really tough time and I guess I'm just so ignorant and stupid that I didn't realize how much she'd changed. I don't want to make this any more painful than this has to be, so I'm just going to say it. Jadelyn is no longer with us.

I'm reposting her stories so this can be a nice way to remember her. Because writing always seemed to make her really happy (what would I know anyway)...

-Mia

AN- I meant to update this yesterday… sorry I didn't. (in the words of Sam Puckett) I feel like butt. My brother (who is a douchebag) apparently spat in my food a few days ago (when he was sick) because I didn't know where the remote was. Like I said, total arsehole. And now I'm sick just because he wanted to watch the Telly.

Last time in NightShade:

"I remember that! It was the day I passed out in my butt jeans! And that was three months ago… so you've known this man for three months and you just didn't bother- wait… and are you implying that Ty Blue is a super hero?"

"Mom, do you want to know what happens next or not?"

"Cecelia Amanda Jones, you have no choice in this matter. You will continue this story."

"Like I said before, I wanted to find out who this guy was, so over the next few days I made a plan…"

Cece POV

Over the next few days, I made a plan. It was extremely stupid. And dangerous. Did I mention that it was stupid? All in all, it was a typical Cece Plan. 'What exactly is this stupid plan,' you may ask. I decided that I was going to look for trouble. And I figured that the mystery guy would just magically save me, like when that creepy guy had cornered me. As usual, I didn't think any bad things would happen. I (like always) asked myself, "What could go wrong?" with a big smirk and a know-it-all attitude. Little did I know that a hell of a lot could go wrong with one of my infamous 'Cece Plans'. I should have known from all the screwed up situations I got Rocky into. But back to my 'looking for trouble' thing. The first phase of my plan was to, whenever possible, break off from the group of students I was in at the end of the school day and walk down a dark alley or some other dangerous looking place. But I didn't find any trouble that way. So I decided to start going into school extremely early… and I took the (as I call it) 'scenic route' that went all the way downtown through the projects and through all of the alley ways that I could possibly find. I went severely out of my way in the hopes that some creep would try to hurt me and the masked man would swoop down and save me. I didn't really have a plan for the part after he saved me, but I never really thought I would get that far. About a ten days after I first got saved by the mysterious man, I got what I was looking for. I took a different route that day, past all of the gang hang outs I could find (not to mention that I was a bit, well to put it a nice way…underdressed…save for the trench coat I was wearing even though it only went down to the very top of my thighs). I was about a mile from school when someone finally took interest in me. At first it was just cat calls. But then they started saying some nasty things to me. For example, "Hey baby girl, what corner you workin?", "Come over here, girl I wanna see what you're hidin under that jacket", etc. I'm assuming you know what I mean. I pretended to take no notice of it but then I realized that this was my chance. My opportunity to be the damsel in distress. My second chance to get saved at the last minute by my knight in shining armor. So, being the idiot that I am, I turned and walked towards the criminals. I was almost there when one came up behind me and held me back. I was really starting to question my judgment. I know what you're probably thinking, "it took her this long to start doubting her 'Plan'?" Cut me some slack, I was getting pretty desperate. There was a voice in the back of my mind telling me that if I didn't get out of this somehow, I'd either be a) raped and murdered b) just plain murdered or c) severely mutilated and then murdered. I had to fight my way out. But since I'm an idiot and I had no back-up plan whatsoever, I was pretty much doomed to being one of those girls on a missing persons poster. I gave up. I heard the man that had grabbed me from behind chuckle softly. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck.

"She's a pretty lil' thing… dontcha think JP?"

The man with the red bandana tied on his head smirked. I could feel his eyes mentally undressing me as he looked me over.

"Nah. She'd be prettier undressed."

My breathing got heavier and I really started panicking then. I knew something bad was going to happen but the reality of the situation really hit me. These people truly wanted to hurt me. And they didn't give a shit about who I was or what family I had. They just wanted whatever they could get out of me.

The man that was holding me back slid off my jacket and tossed it on the ground and I was left standing there in an extremely short black skirt that barely covered my ass and a black, lace-covered tank top. They stared at me with a hungry look and it scared the shit out of me.

"What you dressin up for, baby?"

The guy with the bandana (JP) stands in front of me so close that if you slid a magazine between us, it would stay up. He snaked his arms around my back and started unzipping my shirt and I started shaking even more violently than before. I swallowed the lump in my throat and shut my eyes. He's not coming, you dumbass. Being saved was a one-time thing. You're fucked. You're never going to be able to get out of this. This is it. The thoughts swarmed in my head and I knew they were all right. I just had to know who the masked man was. I always thought the saying 'curiosity killed the cat' was stupid. Now I'm eating my words. My curiosity is killing me. I thought of all the people I would hurt because of it. My mom, Flynn, Rocky…Ty… My crying got louder and louder as the bandana guy slid off my skirt. Soon enough I was standing barefoot, only in my underwear. I cringed as the hands slid up my back to the clasp of my bra. Suddenly, there was a loud screech. It sounded like a man. I slowly opened my eyes, afraid of what I was going to see in front of me.

I was shocked at the sight that was in front of me. (In a good way, mind you.) The masked man had arrived just in time to save my ass, yet again. And all of the gang members (aside from the bandana man and the one that restrained me) were on the cold ground, seemingly drowning in pools of their own blood. I looked on in amazement as the two lone criminals attempted to run and were on the ground dying less than ten seconds later. When he started walking towards me, I started feeling ashamed of what I did. What if he hadn't beaten them? It would've been all my fault if he'd gotten hurt. All because I'm nosy and I want to know about him. I was interrupted from my thoughts when he scooped me up in his arms and started away. Soon enough, we were in the alley behind my school. He handed me my clothes and started to walk away, but before he did, he must have changed his mind. He placed a hand on my shoulder and looked at me as though he were trying to memorize my face before he spoke.

"I'm not sure how you find all the trouble that you seem to get into, but you need to be more careful. Promise me you'll try to stay out of it?"

"Cross my heart…" I said in a breathy whisper as he brushed a strand of my hair back behind my ear.

"I have to leave now…so stay safe, little red."

He was about to take off into the sky when I realized I still had no idea who he was.

"WAIT! What's your name? You've saved my life twice and I still have no idea what your name is…"

He turned back to me just long enough to say,

"NightShade."

And faster than you could say it (it being nightshade), he was gone.

Then I realized something. I was complaining this whole time about not knowing who he is when there's only one person in the world that called me princess or little red…

"Jesus Christ, Cece! You could have gotten yourself killed! I know that you've done some stupid things, but this REALLY takes the cake! Are you out of your mind-"

"Mom, before you continue your lecture, you should know that there is some more stupidity that happened on my part. And it may or may not be worse than what I just told you about..sooo why don't you save it for then?"

"Fine. Now get on with it before I change my mind."

"So anyway, there's only one person that has ever called me princess or little red…"

AN- hey! It's me, Jade. Still feeling like butt. (I blame my arsehole brother. If he wasn't such a giant arse I wouldn't feel like butt.)

But anyway, I hope you enjoyed the second chapter of NightShade! I spent like 2-3 hours writing this. And then I edited, and edited it again. And again, and again, and again. So please review it! Even if you think it was really shitty because either way, reviews make my day! Stay tuned for the next chapter!

Sincerely, Jadelyn