Tim awoke with gravel in face, the taste of copper in his mouth. He wiped away the blood seeping out the corner of his mouth; facing the hubcap of his truck. He sat up, rubbing the side of his head, wincing. And as it him with a ton of bricks, he realized why he was there.
"Shit," he opened his truck door and sped home. He cursed under his breath, punching his steering wheel and his driver's side window. Pulling up onto the lawn, he stormed into his house, scaring the shit out of Billy.
"JESUS Tim what the hell is going on?!"
"Guy Raston Billy!"
"What about Guy Raston?"
"He took her Billy!"
"Who, Jess?"
"Yeah, we gotta go."
"Whoa whoa whoa. Cool it little brother. You just need to chill!"
"Billy, please!"
"Okay, okay. Just gimme a minute to think."
Billy began to pace around the living room and Tim marched to the phone. He picked up the phone, dialing Jess' house, praying that Lori was at home. Much to his dismay she wasn't home but quickly relayed what was going on, chucking the phone back on the jack.
"Ready to go Tim?"
"Yeah come on let's go."
The twosome jumped into the truck, both raising their voices mixed with confusion and anger.
"Where we goin' Billy?"
"We're gonna go the cops."
"You serious, they won't do anything. Besides, they don't like us anyway."
"I don't care!"
"Fine Billy!"
Tim crossed his arms across his chest, acting like a 2 year old. Billy sped through downtown Dillon, taking side roads to get to the station as fast as they could. They parked the truck, plowing into the lobby.
"Can I help you boys," the cop behind the desk asked.
"Yes you can, you can-" Tim was cut off by Billy, placing a hand on his chest, walking in front of him.
"Officer, his friend was snatched by Guy Raston and his lot about an hour ago."
"Alright, can you tell me what he looked like?"
"It's not a he, it's a she!" Tim blurted out, "She's got chocolate hair to about here, blue eyes and about yay high."
"Alright, we can send out a call, you guys just head on home."
"We can't just head on home," Tim raised his voice at the officer, he the turned to Billy, "We can't just go home Billy!"
"Tim, come on."
Billy dragged Tim out to the truck where Tim began to pace. He ran his hand through his hair furiously.
"Billy we gotta go get her! Come on, we know where he is!"
"DAMNIT TIMMY, we have already messed with the likes of him and you know how he's like..."
"And he has Jess!"
Tim panted, punching the side of the truck. Billy grabbed him and pulled him into a hug, before Tim's eye watered. Billy patted his back before speaking.
"We'll drive by okay?"
And the twosome entered the truck again, heading in the direction of Guy's piece of shit home on the outer limits of Dillon.
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Jess sat uncomfortably on the lap of Robby, one of Guy's friends, as the rode on down in the dumpy part of Dillon. They made it to Robby's house, and they piled out, grabbing Jess by the arm and made their way into the unkempt apartment. They sat down in the living room. Pulling out their pipes and their drugs, they toked, laughing and giggling like it was no big thing.
"So," Jess asked quietly, with her legs crossed and her hair askew, "When do I get to go home?"
"When I say so," Guy checked Jess out, looking her up and down as she curled in the corner of the lumpy couch.
The men laughed at Guy's statement, slapping their knees and elbowing Jess as if she were joking. Jess' eyes began to water as she hid her head in her knees, trying to keep it together as best as she could.
"Hey," Guy called from his spot on the easy chair, "Come on over here."
Jess' head peaked over her knees, staining her face and knees with mascara.
"Didja' not hear me; get over here," he raised his voice slightly, pulling his gun from his pants.
Jess slowly rose from her spot on the couch; hear arms crossing in front of her body, muffling a few sniffles. She stood in front on him, silent.
Guy reached out and ran the muzzle of his gun on her thigh. Jess flinched, sighing quickly and she trembled. He continued to run the gun up and down her inner thigh, running it up under her navy blue sundress. Tears again ran down her cheek.
"Now why you goin' and cryin' girl, I ain't gonna hurt you."
Guy got up from his east chair and grabbed Jess' arm.
"Come on boys, let go to my house, gotta feed Roscoe and Coltrane."
The band of addicts and their hostage drove over to Guy's. Guy unlocked the truck, lighting a cigarette and ushered the group inside. The boys sat on the couch when Jess started to squirm.
"What the hell's wrong with you?" the other friend of Guy's asked, drugs still in his system.
"I really got to go to the bathroom."
Guy sighed and waved his gun towards the room down the hall. "Robby, you go with her."
Robby obeyed, dragging Jess towards the room at the end of the hall. He opened the disgusting bathroom door and pushed her in and stared at her figure.
"You mind closing the door," Jess asked, staring back at him.
"Guy's said I gotta watch you."
"I can't go if someone's watching..."
"Fine," the addict drawled, "Just hurry up." and he closed the door behind him.
Jess quietly locked the door, unbeknownst to Robby and placed some toilet paper on the seat; she proceeded to do her business. She turned on the sink and let the water run, making some noise. She pulled the shower curtain to the side quietly, trying to open the window above the tub.
"You almost done in there," called Robby, getting antsy.
"Almost done." Jess answered, trying to pull open the window and to no avail it was stuck. She pulled her hands to her faces and thought, looking around the small room. She grabbed the heavy door jam and took a breath, hurling it towards the window. The glass broke, leaving just enough room for Jess to climb through. The doorknob began to dance as Robby tried to get in, yelling and cursing. Jess shimmied through the window, but not without catching her leg on a shard of glass, slicing up her inner thigh.
She hopped down and started to run away from the apartment, her vision blurred by tears and pain. Her leg continued to bleed as she ran to the busiest street she could. She ran into the street, waving her arms in front of her. Lights shown in front of her, blinding her even more. She screamed and everything went black.
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Tim and Billy continued to argue as they made it to the edge of Dillon. Per request of Tim, Billy drove down all the side streets until the neared Guy's place. They turned the corner, only to be attacked by some random crazed girl, screaming. The girl waved her arms in front of her before yelling and passing out in front of the screeching truck.
"Billy its Jess!" Tim yelled, flinging the door open and rushed to the front of the truck. He bent down, sliding his arms underneath her, and getting back in the truck.
"Go Billy!"
Billy revved the engine and sped off towards the hospital.
"Shit, she's bleeding!" Billy yelled, looking over at Jess for a brief moment.
"I know Billy just drive."
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Sleep
my love while I come undone You
never gave it wind You shine like
winter under sun and
I hope you find the day that you You never gave it
wind Whisper till the coffee
comes
And I'll brace myself for when you're
done
Sweet dreams my love
Take them all
Take them all
While
I Absorb you and what you've done
What you've done
You never let me in
Under sun
You kill me with Christmas
came undone
While I Absorb you
and what you've done
What you've done
You never let me in
Whisper till you come undone
Whisper till the film
starts
Whisper till I fall apart
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Jess awoke with tentacles, eyeing her arms as a handful of tubes were intertwined. She was in a hospital for sure, she thought, smelling the gross scent of disinfectant and bleach. She eyes around the room, slightly amused at the company she was keeping. To the left of her was Tim, his face resting on his hand asleep in the chair next to her. Near the end of her bed across the room was Erin and Brandi; Brandi's head was resting on Erin's shoulder whilst Erin had her head on Billy's knee. Billy's head was resting on the wall closest to him. Aunt Lori was the closest to her, her head resting on the rails of Jess' bed, her hand resting on Jess'. Somehow; Landry, Tyra, Julie, and Matt had found a way to fit in the room as well.
Jess smiled big and dozed back off into her drug induced sleep.
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"Well she's lookin' a hell of a lot better Lori, if I do say so myself."
"Well thank you Dr. Billy."
" Y'know, I think she gets to go home this afternoon."
"Is it alright if I stay here?"
"Sure Tim, if you want, I'll be back later to take her home."
Jess waited until Billy and Lori had exited the room. She opened one eye to spot Tim, looking at the machine she was hooked up too.
"Be careful, I know you're not a doctor Timmy," Jess spoke, startling him.
"Hey, you're awake."
"Am now, no thanks to you guys, y'all talk loud, "Jess mocked the accent.
Tim sat down beside her in the chair, resting his hands on the free spot on the bed. Jess turned her head and sighed.
"So what happened?" she whispered in his direction.
"When?"
"How'd I get here Tim?"
"Well after they grabbed you I rushed home and got Billy. Went to down to the station and told them what was up. They wanted us to go home, but I wanted to find you. Billy finally gave in, and we rode on over towards Guy's. We rounded a corner and there you were, yellin' and bleedin'. You passed out and we got you here."
"Wow, sorry."
"It's not your fault," Tim sighed, rising up from his chair, heading towards the door.
"I'll see you around?" Jess asked, hope in her eyes.
"Of course," Tim smiled, tapping the door frame and exiting.
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Home was a blessing, but not without its pitfalls. The phone rang off the hook, the first being from her father, doing his parental right. He made sure she was okay, and lecturing her about how she would be more careful.
"I want you to carry mace from now on pumpkin," her father spoke on the other line.
"Okay, Dad, fine, if it makes you feel better."
"It would, but I'll talk you to you later okay sweetie."
"Yup, love you too Dad."
Jess hung up the phone and meandered into the kitchen. Erin and Brandi had put on Labyrinth and proceeded to recite the film word for word.
" 'Allo," Brandi spoke over her shoulder towards Jess.
"Did you just say Hello?" Jess laughed, reciting back at her.
"No," Erin smiled, "I said 'Allo, but that's close enough."
Jess sat down between the girls and finished the film, but not without singing along and pointing out the "Bowie Bulge". When the movie finished, Brandi opened up the pull out couch. Jess and Erin said their goodnights and shuffled to their respective rooms. Erin opened her arms, pulling Jess into a hug.
"Don't do that to me ever again," Erin spoke into Jess' shoulder.
"I'm on it chief," Jess laughed, breaking the embrace and opening her door.
"Good, I'll talk to you tomorrow, good night."
Jess entered her room and donned her pajamas, careful not to catch on her bandaged leg. She turned the light out and let the moonlight gleam though her curtains. Right when she got comfortable there was a knock at her window. She crept and peered though the shades, relieved to see who it was. She opened the window.
"What are you doing here," she whispered.
"I wanted to make sure you were safe," Tim whispered back.
"Tim, I'm home, I'm safe."
"Can I come in?" he kicked the side of the house lightly.
"Okay," Jess sighed, "but be quiet."
Tim hiked a leg over the windowsill, executed a dismount and landed softly on her carpet, making Jess smile.
"Something tells me Tim Riggins that you have other motives for being here." Jess sat down on the edge of her bed.
"Well you got me Daniels, I'll admit it."
"So, what's eating you?"
Tim sat down on her bed beside her.
"Listen, the other night made me realize somethin'. I was out of my mind when you were gone. I don't want to lose you again."
"Tim," Jess whispered, looking at her hands. "I don't know where you're goin' with this..."
"Will you be my girl," he blurted out.
Jess stared at him. Her eyes darted between his eyes and mouth as her heart pumped wildly in her chest and the blood rang in her ears. The seconds felt like forever.
"Yes Tim," she whispered, letting him wrap his arms around her pulling her so close she could feel his chest heave in relief.
The twosome lay on her bed; they faced each other; bodies entwined. Jess took her thumb and stroked the top of Tim's hand.
"So I guess this means I'm not going anywhere?" Jess whispered, smiling and sighing.
"Not a chance Daniels, you are stuck with me," Tim smiled back, leaning closer, placing a gentle kiss on her lips and pulling her closer to him.
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Song of the Day: Come Undone- Greg Laswell
Hope this was satisfying! Pub crawl on me