(I am way too excited about writing this story…. I feel like an obsessive mad-woman.)
Splashing cold water on my face, I walked back out of the bathroom without a second glance at the image in the mirror behind me. Sure enough, Jenny was sitting in that chair with a far-off gaze while she stared at the only way out of the bedroom. In all honesty she looked bedraggled; as if she had been put through hell. For more than I cared to admit I was once again jealous of her Tommy. I know that at this very moment she wished she was in his arms, being her only source of comfort that was needed. I wanted to be that person… I would give anything to take her into MY arms, and feel her hold me back. I wanted to be the one she would tell her secrets to… her desires and pains; although I already knew each and every individual one already.
I sat on the bed tiredly and watched as the sleeping pills I had put into the first-aid kit for Jenny began to take hold of her. I could see the slight shock in her expression as her body began to get more and more drowsy, she looked over at me with a pleading look. "I can't believe I ever felt anything for you…"…..Standing up, I stepped up to her and picked her up with the utmost gentleness I could possibly aspire. "Please don't…" she mumbled as her eyes fluttered shut. She didn't have to finish, I knew she was begging me to not take advantage of her while she slept; and I didn't even have to consider it. There would be no pleasure in making her mine while she was out. I wanted her to remember her first time… but even more so, I wanted it to be the best moment of her life; which would be impossible, if things kept going the way they were.
Setting her down on the bed, her body now limp in my arms, I was glad that her body responded so quickly to the pills I slipped her. It was no surprise though… seeing as how her body probably hasn't digested anything within the past twenty four hours. I shook my head at the sight of what she had become since my death, and once again promised myself that my fellow shadow men would pay dearly for her suffering. I was going to wait until morning, but my body was still buzzing with adrenaline from this nights circumstances. All in all, everything had gone fine so far. Slipping my shirt back on, not understanding why it was so important to wear this much clothing when going out into public areas, I took one last glance at jenny as I slipped back out into the rain.
Sauntering back into the lobby where that insufferable boy stood, I asked him where the nearest grocery store was. "About five miles away there is a Wal-Mart…. Does that work?" I nodded, as the name struck a chord of memories of watching Jenny and her friends walk around the place looking for snacks for their slumber parties. "I came here in a taxi and do not have my own ….telephone. Is there any way you could call for their services to send me one?" I knew 'telephone' wasn't the right word, but I could not remember what Jenny and her friends called their own little talking devices for the life of me. I never had need of one since my only companions and brethren would either speak through whim of the mind, or meet once we were summoned together through a dream. "Uh… yeah, sure." He said dumbly as he picked up a phone behind his desk and began to sift through the book of numbers. I tapped my fingers impatiently as he called taxi services and waited for the car to arrive. Ten minutes later a honk sounded outside, and I asked for the nearest "Wal-Mart" The taxi driver looked rather upset that he was called to take a man to a grocery store at almost six in the morning. But after assuring him that he will be paid well, he sped me away to the store. The driver parked and waited for me to come back with a rather nice tip in his hands as I walked inside and decided to grab a container for the objects in which I thought Jenny and I would need. I walked each and every isle, grabbing the things in which I had seen Jenny use upon a daily basis. A brush, soap, shampoo and conditioner, toothbrush and toothpaste, even deodorant; and when I reached the clothing section I grabbed quite a few packs of underwear, making sure everything was extra small in size based upon the size of her small frame. Socks, and anything I thought would look best on her, but anything she would wear in public I made sure would not look too promiscuous… mostly because I didn't want to have to murder any wandering eyes that found her. From pajamas, to swimwear; once I got to shoes though I was dumbfounded… I did not know her size. So I grabbed some 'flip-flops' and sandals that looked about the size of her feet.
Thankfully I came at last to the grocery section and began to buy all of the things in which I knew she loved. From childhood up to now; pop-tarts, things for sandwiches, her favorite juices and quite a few different assortments of sweets. Feeling extremely proud of myself that I was able to acquire all of the things in my basket with ease, I smiled to myself as I headed for the only open register in the entire store. I was rather confused as why there were at least twenty places to get in line but only one was open… I gave the required amount of cash to the lady at the register, and took my basket to the awaiting taxi-cab outside. The rain had let up and the sun was beginning to peak over the mountains of nearby Nevada. I piled everything into the back, and sat down to stare out the window as we headed back towards my Slumbering Jenny.
Carrying the armfuls of bags, I wrestled myself into the door of our room. A rising anxiety that somehow Jenny disappeared by the time I got back vanished with relief as she lay in the exact position I left her. Setting the bags down by the side of the bed, I began to pull out everything. Putting all of the toiletries required into the bathroom. Setting the clothes into a corner, and the food along with it I yawned and smirked down at the light to my dark. I wasn't going to take advantage… but I never said anything about allowing her to have the bed to herself. Setting the alarm upon the bedside desk, I sighed Quietly lying beside her peaceful figure, I fell asleep feeling as if I myself was somehow in a dream of my own..
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Jolting awake in a haze of confusion, I found myself lying in white sand that had been warmed by the sun for a few hours at least. Quickly standing alert, I dusted the sand off myself, gazing at the most beautiful waters I had ever beheld. The sun blazed overhead, glistening on an ocean the color of someone's eyes… A warm breeze whipped at my hair as I was finally able to tear my gaze away from the glorious view. I turned around to try to get a better idea of how I even got here… The last thing I remember is sitting in that godforsaken dim-lit motel room in the arms of Julian as he carried me to the bed. That BASTARD! Either those pain pills had some sort of malfunction or he put me out! I gritted my teeth in anger, letting a growl of frustration let out. This was so far out of my hands that I could no longer keep up with this madness. Julian's moods changed very quickly and within a matter of seconds. That much I knew… but from treating me gently, then assaulting my mouth with his, and THEN turning around and threatening my family's and friend's lives based upon his whims and some person named…. Quinn? I think? That could very well be a lie just to get me to go with him…
These ranting's blared through my skull as I walked up a rather steep slope of sand. I reached the top and a few yards in front of me were palm trees. It was so perfect looking that it could be filmed on one of those commercials promoting traveling and I would pack up and GO. The only thing distorting the beautiful oasis was that there was a hammock slung between two palms a few more yards in… and someone was lying in it with their hand hung over the side holding a can of Coca-Cola. I glanced around, everywhere else was sand dunes rising and falling. No one else but this one person… I could see the back of his head. Dark locks of silky glistening hair the color of raven's feathers blew in the beach breeze. I stepped forward, my bare feet enjoying the sensation of the cool shaded sand. He stopped rocking in his hammock as I got close enough to be just a few feet away. Suddenly sitting up, and turning to face me, I was greeted by the most perfect and stunning face any male could possess. I took a few steps back, feeling my eyes go as wide as saucers.
(this scene is inspired by Taylor Swifts Knew You Were Trouble)
A perfect white smile flashed across his features as he stood. Shirtless, and with shorts that hung from his hips. Same marble-white skin as Julian's…. Julian was just as beautiful as this man but in a totally different way. Julian's allure was danger and mystery; seduction. The man standing before me… his aura screamed power and a charisma so infectious that it was like a poison. I was afraid immediately… because I felt drawn to this person right as my eyes met his. Violet iridescence gleamed back at me with pure amusement. It was almost like the time I first saw Julian…. I forgot Tom's existence. But… I hadn't forgotten Julian; and for some reason that made me very angry with myself.
The man was barefoot just like me, and looked completely at ease with himself. I knew at this very moment that I had to be dreaming; for more than one reason that I would ever admit to…
"Jenny Thornton…. I've heard so much about you. The pleasure is mine."
I just stood and stared.
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Awakening to an annoying beeping noise, I reached over to find the source and destroy it. I growled as I realized it was out of reach, then pulled myself up blearily from the source of warmth my other arm was wrapped around. I blinked a few times as I realized I must have rolled onto my stomach during the night, and turned to stare at the person lying beside me. Jenny was now curled up against me, muttering indecipherable noises in her sleep. I laid there for a few moments just staring in shock… then remembered everything that had happened the previous night. Suddenly the annoying beeping noise found its way back to my ears, and I turned to see an alarm flashing on the lamp table beside our bed. It read 2 pm. Ah yes… I remember that I somehow managed to set it last night after I came back from the store.
I reluctantly lifted my arm that was wrapped around Jenny's waist, reached over and turned it off. Sitting up and stretching lithely, once again I faced jenny. This time though I knelt above her, my entire body encaging hers beneath my own. My hair hung down as I began to kiss her neck delicately. "Jenny…." I whispered softly, reveling in the scent of fresh rain that clung to her skin. "Jenny…" More mumbling noises escaped her lips as she quietly rolled over so she was on her back. Rubbing her eyes, she squinted up at me. Moaning with frustration, she put her hand on my chest and pushed me away weakly. "Get… off!"
Chuckling I rolled off of her, and then landed on the floor with the ease of a large cat. I stretched once more, running my hand through my bed head hair. I couldn't help but notice Jenny staring at me as I walked around the bed. "You… You slept in the bed with me!" Before I could respond, she kept going. "You dosed me!" She lifted up the blankets checking to see if her clothes were still on her. Smirking at her, I picked up one of the plastic bags of clothes I had picked for her and tossed it to her. She sat up and stared into it, then looked up at me with a slack-jawed look… "you went to… Wal-Mart?... When?...how?!" I tilted my head at her and frowned. "You sound as if you doubt that it was possible for me to do such a thing."
She shook her head and quietly sifted through the clothes in the bag. "A hairbrush, shampoo, conditioner and soap are all in the bathroom waiting for you in case you wish to shower and refresh yourself." Her head snapped back up, her eyes filled with suspicion.
"I swear upon my life that I will not walk in while you are at such an exposed state." I held my hand up in solemnity. She considered it for a moment, then slowly began to untangle herself from the blankets to get out of the bed.
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I wanted to hit him with all my might… but it would do nothing but make him turn angry. I couldn't deal with anymore threats or pain. He really has no conscious…Just before my feet touched the floor, Julian suddenly leaped towards me with an anxious expression. "Whoa whoa whoa! I think you have forgotten about your ankle, Jenny love." Blood rushed to my cheeks as embarrassment blazed through my chest. He was right… I was about to put my ankle through hell once more… I tenuously moved my right foot around, and was surprised to find only the slightest pain shooting through it. I would never admit it but Thank You almost escaped my mouth once I realized that if it hadn't been for him my ankle would still be broken at an odd angle. Then again it was his fault in the first place… before my train of thought could finish, I was being lifted of bride-style and carried into the bathroom. "What are you DOING!" He set me on the edge of the bathtub as I retorted and glared at him vehemently. He leaned over the side of the tub right next to me and turned the water on.
"Stay here, I will bring you your clothes. Keep your bad foot out of the water while you bathe." He put in the stopper in the bathtub, checked the temperature of the water once more, then got up and walked out. This is what I meant… one minute he is angry and overpowering, next thing he is making a bath for me. I sighed and held my face in my hands for a moment. He was too much to keep up with…
Walking back in with the sack of clothes, he brought a hairbrush over to me. Set the shampoo, conditioner, and soap on the edge of the bathtub. Put a towel on the floor within my arms reach for when I was done bathing, then without a second glance walked out and shut the door swiftly. I stared at the door for a few moments as the soothing sound of rushing bathwater finally made the muscles in my shoulders loosen. I somehow managed to slip out of my pajama shorts and the rest of my clothing without falling into the bathtub, then gently lowered myself into the perfectly temperatured water. I closed the shower curtain just in case Julian decided to pull something funny, then sat back and let the warm water sooth my body. I washed and scrubbed my entire body twice over, wishing that it would wash of the revolting memories of last night. And as I massaged the conditioner into my scalp, a sudden new memory wafted into my mind. I had a dream last night… I met someone I had never met before. But I had this irking feeling that I knew who it was and if I was right… I needed to tell Julian in case of further information.
The images of that beautiful beach, and the man bowing then holding his hand out to me struck a chord of deep fear within me. Julian said he was the oldest of them all…. Julian was the youngest… and look what he was capable of. Whatever this thing had in store for her… she most likely was not going to make it out alive.
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I had opened a package of poptarts ready and waiting for Jenny when she came out. And as I was sitting on the bed deciding if I should have given her a warmer pair of clothes, the bathroom door opened. A scent of honey and almonds wafted out with the warm mist from the hot bathwater, as a refreshed looking jenny stepped out in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Flip flops on her feet. I couldn't help but smile at her outfit, happy that I had made that choice of clothing for her. But she was going to wear a jacket just in case… As I stood up to make sure she could make it out of the bathroom okay, I caught a glimpse of her expression. It seemed strained…. Something was on her mind. And It wasn't just the fact that she had been kidnapped by me. I knew her facial features too well.
She gazed at me for a moment, then leaned against the doorway. "Julian… I have to tell you something. I had a dream last night… and there was someone there that I have never seen before." My body snapped into alert mode, and I clenched my fists. A deep hatred and anger coursed through my veins…. How DARE HE.. on the first night I have her alone with me he invades her dreams…. "Tell me, Jenny… Did he have black hair.. violet eyes?" As she nodded, the next thing I knew was that I had the bedside lamp in my hands and I had hurled it at the wall with such a force that it broke the part of the wall it hit. Jenny had her face covered with her arms now in fear of the shattering glass from the lamp hitting her. She wobbled uneasily with all her weight on one leg now, then began to fall forward. I caught her with ease and stared hard at the mirror behind her. My eyes had faded to a dark, dark blue. "I am sorry Jenny… I swear upon my life you will never meet him in reality."
(How did you like Julian shopping in Wal-Mart? XD I thought it would be rather comedic to imagine the Prince of Shadows shopping for Jenny. On a more serious note, honest opinions on the story so far? I feel like I am hopping around a lot. The setting keeps changing, emotions keep changing. It feels so busy that it might be getting boring for the reader…. HONEST OPINIONS!)
