A Verry Merry Christmas To You

Chapter 6

Jet's Problems Of Romance

Jet couldn't get to sleep. All he could think about was...

"God dammit!" Jet said slapping himself. "Pull yourself together! Nothing happened between you and that-that-chatterbox!" He tried to get the mental image if they did- he expected himself to shudder at the thought, but he didn't. Instead, he felt his body get warm. Lying back in his bed, he just couldn't seem to get tired. Just thinking of Virginia made him want to make this night go by so he could see her again. Suddenly something caught his attention. "Oh yeah, Virginia and I are sharing the same bedroom." Mumbling, he tossed and turned, shutting his eyes, trying to count gella in his sleep, but it was no use.

Getting out of bed, he looked over at Virginia, who was sleeping peacefully under the covers. Hearing her breathing softly, he couldn't help but go to look at her. So he crept over toward Virginia and just stood there. It was like watching an angel sleeping. He thought, but shaking his head, trying to erase what he thought. As Virginia turned around slowly, he back was now facing him. He was going to go around the other side to look at her again, but he thought it would be better is he just went downstairs.

Quietly going down the stairs, he decided he'd go outside to think. Like he always does. That was until he heard a voice coming from downstairs. As silently as he could, he briskly rsn down the stairs to find Clive sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in one hand, an a book in the other. "I didn't think you were awake at this time of night Jet." Clive said, his voice nice and soft.

"I uh...well...just couldn't go uh...back to sleep is all." Jet answered stammering as the sentence went by. Looking up, Clive looked at him suspiciously.

"Is there something on your mind?" He asked.

"No, nothing I can think of." Jet replied back, hoping he wouldn't crack his secret.

"Oh I see." Clive chuckling to himself.

"And what the hell are you laughing at?" Jet snapped.

"Nothing." Clive said stopping. "Why should I tell you if you're not going to explain to me what's on your mind."

"I told you, you stupid little git!" Jet whispered angrily. "There's nothing on my mind!" He then started to sweat. Which made Clive laugh.

"There's no use lying Jet." Clive said, trying to keep himself from blowing up. "And I suspect you've already heard-"

"Yeah yeah yeah!" Jet said quite annoyed. "Must be one of the worst liars in Filgaia. It's not new news for me." Walking over to Clive, he plopped down on the couch and started to message his face, you know, the kind that people do when they're thinking too much or are stressed out! Clive noticed this and stopped chuckling.

"Com'on Jet, tell me. It's getting annoying when I know something's wrong with you, but I don't know what."

"Get a clue Clive!" Jet exclaimed nearly yelling. "There's always something wrong with me!"

Clive stared at him, a solem expression on his face. "Does this have to do with you being an-"

"Don't!" Jet hollered, hoping no one heard. He sighed. "Don't even say it. When I hear it, it's like my heart's ripped in two." Looking up at him he suddenly looked sad. Well, more sad than he usually does. "Do I even have a heart?"

Clive suddenly felt sorry for Jet. It must be tough, knowing that you aren't human, and you can never feel what ordinary people feel. Deciding to keep this to himself, he tried to make Jet feel better by gently patting him on the shoulder. But to his mistake, Jet turned away, and got up.

"Don't feel sorry for me." Jet mumbled under his breath, making Clive perk his ears. "I hate it when people do that. I don't need anyone, or anything to comfort me." He paused. "Well, except if you can give me one million gella." He smiled a bit at his joke, but it soon went away. "I'll be outside." Jet said, and left, leaving Clive almost doubtful that this silver haired drifter will ever change. Finishing up his tea, he went ot the kitchen to put it away.

As Jet hoped no one heard what he said.

He was wrong.

Stepping out of the shadows was none other than Virginia Maxwell, close to tears. "He must be in so much pain." She said to herself. Shaking her head to get rid of the tears, she tried to conceal them. If only we kissed. She thought to herself. "Don't worry Jet." Virginia whispered wishing that Jet was holding her like he would hold one million gella. "I'll make this Christmas the best day of your life." She wiped the tears of her face and headed back into the room to get a full nights sleep.

Looking at the Christmas tree again Jet sighed in defeat. Christmas is in 2 days, and he hadn't even gotten a present for anyone. Pausing, he tried to rephrase that; anything for Virginia. Nobody else mattered. Just staring into the sparkles of the ornaments made him feel warm inside, like how Virginia makes him feel.

"Man kid, you just love coming here."

Jumping up, he spun around half expecting to see Gallows. TO his surprise, he saw none other than Mr.Igans. "Yeah, so?" Jack snapped back.

"Now don't get mad at me boy, just tryin' to start a conversation." Mr. Igans replied taking a step back.

"Well, I don't want to talk to you, or anyone for that matter." Jet answered coldly. "I just wanna be left alone."

Mr.Igans frowned. "Now why would somebody like you, look up at a Christmas tree, and still act as cold as you are?"

Jet turned to face him and sighed. "Because you've never met someone like me before."

"Now why would ya think that?"

"I'm not like other people." Jet replied.

"You don't look any different."

"You're not looking hard enough."

"I don't think I wanna look that hard if you know what I mean."

"Jeez! I mean, I'm not like other people on the inside." Jet hollered. "Nobody in their right minds would wanna be with me."

Suddenly, Mr.Igans grinned. "You want to make a bet on that Jet? Yeah, I still remember your name."

"The only reason why you would say something like that is bcause you know you're right." Jet confirmed. "So tell me if you know."

"That Virginia Maxwell cares for ya." Mr. Igans answered. "Think she's cared about ya since the day I first saw you four drifters."

Jet's heart skipped a beat. Virginia cares?About me? Why the hell would she care about me? You're got to be kidding me." Jet said, trying to defend his statement he said a while back.

"No! I mean it!" Mr. Igans said. How would I tell him this without giving it away? "I saw her before your fight, and she was stressed out because she couldn't find the perfect gift for you."

"You're lying."

"I'm serious!"

"Whatever."

"Okay fine, don't believe me."

"Okay, I won't." Jet sneered and left. After a couple of steps, he stopped and turned to Mr. Igans. "Thanks for your help...you know, with me and Virginia fighting."

Mr.Igans smiled. "Anytime kiddo. Just trying to help some couples who really need it."

Jet choked. "Wh-Wha-What did you say?"

"Nothing."

Jet nodded towards him, and turned back to go back to Gallow's hut. It was morning anyways. The rest are bound to be up by now.

"Don't forget guys." Shane said while everyone seated at the breakfast table. "Kaitlin and Catherine should be here in a little bit." Everyone nodded and began to eat what Shane had cooked them.

"Oh, Shane dear, why don't you and Gallows hang the decorations around the colony." Halle suggested ignoring the fact she actually included Gallow's name in a non-insult sentence.

"Well Granny, I would...but...ya." Gallows said while stuffing himself with bacon.

THONK!

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I'll do it!" Gallows said rubbing his sore head. "Sheesh!"

WHAP!

"Owwwwwww Granny!" Gallows whined rubbing his head, "That hurt!"

"That's what you get for talking back to a harmless old lady!" Halle screeched.

"Harmless?"

WHACK!

"OW! OW! OW! I didn't mean it!" Gallows cried. He got up and sat by Clive...that was away from Halle.

After a few moments of laughter, they all heard the door open and close. All of their eyes turned on Jet when he walked into the kitchen.

"What?"

"My my Jet," Shane exclaimed getting him a breakfast plate, "Where have you been?"

"Uh...nowhere." Jet answered taking a seat next to Halle. "Just looking around."

Clive shot a glance towards Jet, but Jet ignored it.

Virginia decided to speak up.

"Kaitlin and Catherine are going to be here in a while." She said in delight.

"That's...uh, good." Jet answered, still sulking.

"What's the matter Jet?" Virginia asked in her innocent tone. Although she already knew what it was.

"Nothing. Geez, how many times do I have to tell everybody? I'm fine!" Jet yelled back.

"Sorry Jet, I didn't mean to anger you." Virginia said, wondering what she said wrong.

Sighing he turned away. "Whatever. It doesn't matter."

It was silent for a while, until Gallows decided to break it. "Hey Shane, wanna hang those decorations?"

"Love to brother." And they both went out the door.

Jet and Virginia stared at eachother for a while, not noticing that Clive and Halle left the table as well.

"I can feel a major conversation coming on." Jet said, not looking at Virginia.

"What's wrong Jet? You don't look so well." Virginia said with worry.

"Nothing's wrong!" Jet exclaimed. "Just, didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

Virginia dared to bring it in. "Is it because of what happened last night or..." Seeing Jet's face, she knew that she had said the wrong thing.

"Let's not talk about that right now." Jet scowled.

"Why not?" Virginia demanded.

"Because it makes me uncomfortable."

"Why? Just because we almost-" She was cut off.

"I told you not to talk about it." Jet said slowly and darkly.

"God Jet!" Virginia cried, almost at the verge of tears. "How cold could you get! I don't even know why you're trying to erase the memory!"

"Virginia it's not like that," Jet said trying to cool off. "It's just-"

"Just what?" Virginia demanded. "I just want to know why you aren't talking to me!"

"Then what's this then?" Jet asked getting quite annoyed. "Chit chat?"

Virginia was getting her feelings hurt. "God Jet, you'll never change." Walking past him, she went upstairs and started to sob.

And the most surprsing thing That Jet has done today is go after her.

"Virginia?" Jet said coming through the door. "Virginia?"

"Go away!" Virginia said, spilling tears.

"Com'on Virginia, talk to me." Jet said, trying to get a conversation outta her.

Sitting up, she looked at him, her eyes red and puffy.

"I'm sorry. It's just really hard, to talk to people." Finally said. "No offense, especially to people who make me nervous."

Virginia got up and walked towards him. "And why is that?" She asked slowly.

Jet tried to take a step back, but he was already backing up into the wall. Not wanting to avoid her eyes like last time. Staring straight into them, he started to sweat. "Because you're uh...nice, and uh, like kind, funny, and uh...is it just me or is getting hot in here?"

Virginia stepped closer and smiled at him."I belive we're actually talking Jet Enduro. Now what were you saying?"

"Guess it's just me then." Jet started to pant heavily. "I uh, just wanted to let you know that I uh, think you're pretty...and uh, nice, wait crap i already said that...funny? er no wait...hell of a drifter...and uhhhh well..."

Virginia lips was right at his, but they weren't touching. Jet's heart stopped.

"And?" Virginia said giggling.

"Well...um, yeah, well I uh...!" Jet wasn't feeling too good then. He was more nervous than ever. What made it even worse is that he was getting flashbacks from last night. Just then his stomach gave away. "Oh no!" He grabbed his mouth and ran to the bathroom. Virginia winced as she heard him belch.

"Urp!" BLECHHHHHHH."

Just then Gallows came into the room, with an exciting look on his face. "Guess what! Kaitlin and Catherine are here! Come down and say-"

"BLAHHHH...URP BLECHHHH!"

"What the hell?" Gallows peered in the bathroom. After a couple of seconds he was out the door covering his eyes. "EWWWWW! DISGUSTING!"

Virginia laughed so hard that she didn't care that Jet came out of the bathroom glaring at her.