Chapter 12
I can't look at you in the same light I got a friend who's committed to sci-fi He said, "She's got a method of killing Before we started it was over I got a taste for it and I'm obsessed And all these dreams I'm dreaming Before we started it was over I'm not ready to start again I'm not ready to start again Before we started it was over I feel our bodies getting colder
Know what you did to my heart doesn't feel right
Yeah, my head's been tripping all night
I need another point of view
He's read every comic, he's addicted to Twilight
He'll give you the goosebumps
But he's never led me wrong
Pulling you in like you're gonna start kissing
Fooling around, until you lost all feeling
Sucking your blood until your heart stops beating."
I feel our bodies getting colder
She gives me a feeling that I can't fight
And it's the road that leads to nowhere
But all I wanna do is go there
She's got me running from the daylight
Daylight
Lying here no fear in the darkness
Now I'm not happy unless
I'm close enough to you
Freaking me out I wish I knew the meaning
Doesn't make sense because I'm just not seeing
How I'm alive, it feels like I'm not breathing
I feel our bodies getting colder
She gives me a feeling that I can't fight
And it's the road that leads to nowhere
But all I wanna do is go there
She's got me running from the daylight
Daylight
And you're not willing to make amends
Now the daylight's dangerous
It will turn us both to dust
And you're not willing to make amends
Now the daylight's dangerous
And it is much too late for us
I feel our bodies getting colder
She gives me a feeling that I can't fight
And it's the road that leads to nowhere
But all I wanna do is go there
She's got me running from the daylight
Daylight
She gives me a feeling that I can't fight
And it's the road that leads to nowhere
But all I wanna do is go there
She's got me running from the daylight
Daylight
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The flight was full of fans, crying babies, and cranky grandmas. It was the worst 3 hours of my life... We should have taken the jet. That probably wouldn't have been a good idea either, especially leaving Clarissa the way I did. Jonathan and Izzy slept the whole way, while I sat there starring out the window thinking about those beautiful emerald eyes.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please buckle your seat belts and put the food tray in their upright positions we're about to touch down. Thank you for flying with Southwest, please have a wonderful day." The captain said over the intercom.
Jonathan and Izzy sat up straight holding onto each other for dear life, as if we were about to crash.
"Izzy de-claw your nails from Jonathan's skin." I said bitterly
"Jace you know I have a fear of flying. What got shoved up your ass?" She snarled at me, I just rolled my eyes and proceeded to look out the window again. Izzy let go of Jonathans hand and leaned over and placed her head on my shoulder.
"She'll call you Jace." She whispered. I looked down at her blues eyes and gave her a sad smile.
"No she won't... You didn't see her face before she left." I answered back and patted her head. "Don't worry about it. I'm fine see." I said and gave her a cheesy smile. She giggled and lifted her head, and grasped Jonathan's hands again as we felt the landing gear touch down on the pavement.
Once the airplane finally stopped everyone stood up and collected their carry on, and proceeded off the plane. Sadly as Jonathan, Isabelle, and I walked through the terminal we were bombarded with flashes and shouting.
"Jace are you dating someone?" Someone shouted
"Who were you visiting?" Another person shouted.
I looked at Isabelle and Jonathan who were a few steps ahead of me trying to get through the crowd; I stopped to answer their questions.
"I'll answer, as long as you ask them one at a time." I answered and the reporters started to become quiet.
"Jace tell us, who was that girl you were with in Chicago? The one with the red hair?" A woman asked shoving a tape recorder in front of me, I smiled and answered politely.
"My girlfriend."
"What's her name?" Someone else asked.
"Clarissa."
"Morgenstern?"
"Yes." I answered.
"How does Jonathan, your best friend. Feel about you dating his little sister?" someone asked.
"Well he wasn't exactly thrilled." I said and scratched the back of my neck. I looked over at the door and saw Luke and Jonathan trying to get my attention, waving me to hurry up.
"Uh listen laggies I have to run." I said and made my way towards the door. When I made it to Luke he pulled me into a hug.
"I missed my musicians; it's not the same not having you guys here." Luke said and let go of me. I gave him a smile and bent down to give Jocelyn a hug. She leaned up on her tip toes to wrap her arms around me; she was fragile… like Clarissa. She released me from her bear hug and looked towards Jonathan.
"How is Clarissa holding up?" She asked with the hint of concern in her voice.
"She's fine." He answered and looked form Jocelyn to me; I looked away trying to avoid the awkward eye contact. It didn't work, Jonathan cleared his throat and asked.
"Yeah Jace how do you think Clarissa is holding up with everything?" He asked with a smile.
I sighed and gave him a death glare, but soon stopped when Jocelyn looked at me. "Uh, I think she's fine."
"Well that is good, especially since she will be by herself... Oh I do wish she would move here." Jocelyn said and walked over towards the car. Jonathan walked next to me, I connected my elbow with his rib, and he inhaled sharply and pushed me forward.
"Would you two knock your shit off...? God its freezing out here I would like to get home today." Jocelyn said and slid into the passenger side of the car. I looked at Jonathan who had a hand on his rib and had a devilish smile on his face. "Yes mom." He muttered and got into the back of the car, I slid in behind him and Luke drove us home.
"So how was Clarissa's show?" Jocelyn asked and a twang of guiltiness burst within me. I looked out the window and waited until Isabelle spoke up.
"Um well we didn't get to go, our flight was at 3 and her show was at 4." Isabelle said and looked down at her hands nervously. Good thing that I wasn't the only one who felt guilty.
"oh that's a shame, I bet her paintings were beautiful.. Valentine would always tell me how proud he was of her and her paintings." Jocelyn muttered to herself.
"Wait you actually would talk to dad on the phone?" Jonathan spat out.
"Yes, I had to check on Clarissa somehow she would never answer her phone. Valentine would always give me an excuse like "she's painting." Or "she's sleeping." But I knew she was ignoring me." Jocelyn sighed and looked out the window. Luke reached over and grabbed her hand and stroked her knuckles with his thumb.
"Mom Clarissa's been through a lot over the years." Jonathan answered.
"What do you mean 'she's been through a lot'?" Jocelyn asked turning around to face us in the backseat.
"Um you know like, it's just been her and dad... And stuff like that." Jonathan stuttered, Isabelle started to giggle then stopped abruptly when Jonathan nudges her in the side with his elbow.
"Oh well yes I understand that but still you can't pick up the phone once and a while." Jocelyn continued. I shook my head and continued to look out the window, the more we talked about Clarissa the more I realized how much I missed her.
The rest of the ride home was full of awkward silence and random questions Luke and Jocelyn would ask. I was itching to get out of the car and get some alone time for a bit, and to think about Clarissa in peace.
We pulled up to my apartment and Luke stopped the car in front of the curb and popped the trunk, I pushed open the door and got out quickly. I got my bags out of the back and said goodbye to everyone and headed up the lawn towards the front door.
I slid the key into the lock and pushed the door open, I waved to the car pulling away from the curb, and shut the door. I slid down the door and sunk onto the floor. I closed my eyes and sighed, I leaned my head back against the door and heard someone laugh.
I jumped up and looked around the room, trying to find out where that laugh came from. Suddenly the living room light came on; hiding in the shadows was a small figure.
The figure stepped into the light and giggled even more.
"You know next time you fly you should just ask for the jet." I looked up from the figures feet to look at its face.
"Clarissa." I sighed and ran towards her, picking her up in one swift movement. She started to laugh and wrapped her legs around me.
"Did you really think that I didn't want to go on tour with you?" She asked stroking my cheeks with her pale fingers.
"I'm sorry, I should've told you... I just didn't... I don't know wh-." I was cut off by her lips crashing down on mine.
Within seconds we were on the floor pulling off clothing, soon we were both naked and gasping for air.
"Jace I need you." Clarissa whispered into my ear, I nodded my head and picked her up and walked up to my bedroom. I laid her down on the bed and grabbed the condom, and unraveled it on. I grabbed both of Clarissa's hands and placed them at the side of her head, we were starring each other in the eyes, lost in each other.
"You ready?" I asked she closed her eyes and shook her head. I slowly inched my member into her, hearing her gasp at my entrance I slowed myself, waiting her to adjust.
"Jace move… please." She begged and I began to thrust in and out of her. With each thrust her nails dug in to my skin, scratching my back leaving red marks up and down my back.
Her fingers ended up knotting themselves in my hair, and she wrapped her legs around my hips. We moaned, and groaned together until we both released ourselves within each other.
I laid next her and watched her flutter her eyes open and then shut, as she drifted into a blissful slumber. I leaned forward to kiss her forehead when she moaned.
"I love you Jace." I smiled down at her and kissed her forehead.
"I love you too Clarissa." I whispered in to her ear, and let myself fall asleep with my arms wrapped around her.