Chapter 10
It was really cold. I mean really, really cold. My teeth were chattering so hard I bet the entire room could here me. My entire body was shivering like crazy. I had like 3 blankets wrapped around me and I was still hecka cold. Phil was wrapped in a blanket too, but his teeth weren't even chattering, he was shivering, but still! He was just staring at me.
"Are you okay Jenny?" Phil asked me.
"J-j-j-u-u-s-s-s-t-t a li-li-tt-le co-co-cold." I tried to say without biting my tongue off.
"A little huh?" He took off his blanket to give to me.
"N-n-n-n-n-" I couldn't finish my sentence, my teeth were chattering so hard. He placed the blanket on top of me anyway. I was going to stick my tongue out at him, but I decided that I should probably try to keep my tongue away from my teeth. "Ugh." I said, well at least I tried to say, it came out sounding like "Ugnuhuh?".
"What??" Phil said looking at me. I just rolled my eyes. I decided it's probably better not to talk right now. A shiver went through my spine and I wrapped the blankets tighter around me. Phil saw what I was doing and figured I was cold so he placed me on his lap and pushed me against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, Bum-bum, bum-bum. He was cold, but not as cold as me. So I just sat there on Phil's lap, trying to get warmer. "You okay now?" The chattering had slowed a bit so I decided to reply.
"Y-yeah. A Lit-tle." I said. He tightened his grip, causing me to curl up into a ball and press harder into his chest. I was starting to warm up, when I heard,
"OMG!! FIRE! FIRE!" I stood up to see what Cristina was yelling about, and there was a bright orange light coming from the living room. She had lit something on fire.
"Oh no, not that painting." Phil whispered from behind me. Carlisle went to go put the fire out in the den, then he lit the fireplace.
"Why the h*** did you do that Cristina!!" he sounded really mad…
"Uh, I was cold, dur." She said rolling her eyes.
"You didn't even ask! And you burnt the best painting in the house!! The entire house! You could've burnt the house down!!" He was yelling really loudly.
"Great! You're girlfriend burnt the best family picture with Esme!" Edward cut in.
"She didn't know." Emmett growled, it freaked me out.
"She should've known! She's 17 for gods sake!" Edward yelled at Emmett.
"I bet your girlfriend does worse stuff than this." Oh boy.
"Hey!" Kristen stood up from in front of the fireplace. "Leave me out of this shit! And without me you guys would be dead! Yes, dead!" I tuned out, I was starting to get cold again; all of the blankets had fallen off of me when I stood up. I sat back down on the ground and tried to gather all of the blankets. Phil saw what I was doing and helped me get them wrapped around me. He put me back onto his lap and cradled me in his arms. After everyone settled down again I started drifting off.
"Are you tired." I nodded, my eyes were still closed. I felt him pick me up, but I didn't care. "Hey, we're gonna go to bed, kay?" He said as he got to the bottom of the stairs.
"Okay, have a good night sleep guys." Someone said.
"Kay." Phil said. I felt us bounce slightly as we walked up the stairs. I leaned my head against his shoulder and drifted off. I woke up when Cristina walked up to us with Emmett following behind. "Hey, we were just going –"
"I don't fricken care what you two are going!!" She was fuming.
"Dear, calm down." Emmett said as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"No! I will not calm down! You were making out with my best friend and I want to get an explanation!" So, someone told her. "Why did you do it Emmett? I thought you loved me!" She was yelling now and I was still in Phil's arms. I quietly asked him if he would put me down. He placed me lightly on my feet.
"I didn't mean to, dear! You wouldn't let me make out with you, and Jenny was just sitting there, practically begging me to kiss-" He was cut off by Cristina hissing at me.
"You. Wanted. Him. To. Kiss. You!!" Her voice rose at the end. "How could you!! You're my best friend! How could you do that to me!" She started to walk towards me, rage in her eyes, but Emmett grabbed onto her arm. She glared at me and started yelling again. "Ugh!! Answer me!" She got Emmett to let go of her, not a good idea on Emmett's part. Her hand lashed out in front of her and she slapped me.
I just stood there for a second, then I felt the sting feeling where she had hit me. "What the hell? What was that for!" I screamed at her. She just crossed her hands in front of her chest. "You are such an idiot!" I started crying and turned around to bury my face in Phil's chest.
"Yeah, I bet your boyfriend can help you, poor little Jenny." Cristina said.
"I'm not her boyfriend!" I didn't know how much 4 simple words could hurt.
"Yeah, sure."
"You sound just like Kristen, you know that right?" I screamed at her as I spun around, my tears were gone. "Like the stupid bitch she is!" I stomped past her and stepped on her foot on the way.
"What the heck was that for?" She yelled at me, but I was already halfway down the hall towards Phil's room. I opened his door and jumped onto the bed and pulled the covers up over my head.
"Hey, you okay?" Phil asked. I nodded under the covers "Is it okay if I sleep in the bed too? I don't have to if you feel uncomfortable about it." He said. I lifted the covers and waved him in. I would need the extra body heat, I was still freezing.
Right as Phil climbed into his bed we heard someone yell "OHH, EMMETT!!". We looked at each other and started laughing really hard.
"Oh my god," I said once we had stopped laughing.
"That was hilarious!" Phil finished my sentence.
"Wooo! I guess they made up, huh?" I said.
"Yeah, sounds like it." We both started laughing again and I wiped my eyes.
"Hey, I'm really tired, I'm gonna go to bed, kay?" I said turning to face him. He nodded and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. I blushed and looked down. He smiled at me. I closed my eyes and drifted off.
The next morning I woke up because I was freezing cold. I looked at Phil and he was wrapped up in the blankets, snuggly and warm. I glared at him and found the end of the blanket. But, unlucky for me, it was right at the edge of the bed, so when I went to grab it, well, I fell off the bed, this time I landed on my back. "OW!! CRAP! Dude that hurt!!" I whimpered as I tried to stand up. Phil had woken up when I had fallen.
"Jenny? Where'd ya go?" He said, I guess he was clueless in the morning.
"Down here you numb-skull." I grunted.
"Oh, hi, fell off the bed again?" He said grinning at me.
"No, I jumped off and landed on my back, yes, I DID fall of the fricken bed!" I glared at him. He rolled his eyes and offered his hand. "Thanks." I said as I grabbed hold of it. He pulled me up and when I was halfway up I got a sharp pain up my back. "Gah." I moaned ad clutched my back with my free hand.
"Are you okay?" He searched my eyes.
"Ugh, yeah. My back just hurts a little bit." I winced as I tried to straighten out my back. I couldn't go up farther then ¾ of the way without it hurting.
"Here." Phil said as he placed his hand on my back, "Where does It hurt when I press on it?" He gently pushed on my lower back, I shook my head, then the left side of the middle of my back, and I shook my head again. It only hurt in the middle of my back and on the right side of my upper back. "Um, I think that you might have bruised your muscles when you fell. If you go in the bathroom you can check and see if I'm right."
I walked up to the bathroom mirror hunched over and turned around. I lifted up my top and turned my head so I could see. Sure enough, there were two bruises right where Phil thought they would be. I moaned and put my shirt back down. "You were right Phil." I said as I wobbled back to Phil. "I have bruises right where you thought they would be." He looked at me and grinned.
"That means that you'll be okay!" Phil said as he ran over to grab me into a hug. He hugged me tight, which caused me to stand up straight. And he also accidentally pressed his hands into my bruises as he hugged me.
"Owww." I moaned.
"What? What is it?" Phil asked frantically.
"My back, bruises." I whimpered.
"Oh, sorry." He said as he took a step back.
"It's fine. At least now I'm standing up straight. But I don't think I can bend it again now. Heh, heh." I ran my hand through my hair.
"Come on, let's go down stairs and have some breakfast!" Phil said as he grabbed my hand and dragged me along next to him.
"Or go fast!" I said as my back started hurting again.
"Sorry." He said as he slowed to a walk. He never did let go of my hand though, I'm not complaining, but he was slightly blushing the entire time. It was kind of cute.
For breakfast we attempted to make pancakes. We measured everything perfectly, but when Phil "accidentally" threw some flour at me… Well, lets just say flour, sugar, and batter started flying everywhere.
"Ewww, that batter tastes so gross!!" I said as some of it landed in my half open mouth.
"Hah, you deserve it!" Phil said, smirking at me. I threw a handful of batter in his face and he shook his head like a dog, batter flew everywhere. "Oh, you're going to pay." He grabbed a handful of batter and rolled it in flour and then sugar.
"Oh no." I said backing up.
"Oh yes." Phil was getting closer. He threw it and I ducked. I saw Phil put his hands over her face right before I heard someone scream. I turned around and saw Kristen's face covered in batter.
Oh crap." we both said as we backed up to the other side of the kitchen. This is gonna be bad.
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