Perfect
John
(Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or alien races in this story but it would be so cool if I did. They belong to Pittacus Lore or James Frey and Jobie Hughes)
I stared at the text I had just received from Sarah. It read: John I know that your kind only falls in love once so this is going to be harder than normal but I'm human and we fall in love more than once. I love Mark. I can't help it I just do. I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I hope you understand.
I looked at it with despair and felt my heart break into a thousand pieces and I felt tears well up in my eyes. He was glad that Sam had gone to get groceries and that Six was in the shower. But I wasn't alone for long.
Six stepped out of the bathroom in the motel room that we were sharing. She looked at me. I knew that I must've looked like a mess because I was. She walked across the room and sat down next to me on the bed.
"John?" She asked him with concern in her voice, "What's wrong?" He just showed her his phone. Six scoffed.
"I knew this would happen. Humans are unreliable. There never there when you need them or they're there but refuse to help." She said.
"Six, I love her. Nothing you say will make that change." I told her. She sighed. She was about to reply when Sam walked in the door. He looked at me.
"What's wrong man?" he asked.
"Sarah dumped him for some sleaze named Mark." Six said.
"She didn't. Oh man, dude that sucks." Sam told me. I got up off the bed.
"Whatever. I'll move on, get over her, forget about her. We just need to find the rest of the Nine and defeat Setràkus Ra and the Mogs" I said. I tried to sound confident but my voice faltered a bit. Six put her hand on my shoulder reassuringly.
"You need to get over her soon. You can't mope around forever." She said. I glared at her.
"I can't get over her in a day! It's going to take time Six. I can't just shut out my feelings for her. I love her for god's sake." I said angrily.
"I know that but if it helps in any which way, Lorics don't always fall in love once. Many times it is for life but not always." Six said. Then she walked away in to the next room and started to shuffle things around like she was looking for something.
"You should go see what's wrong." Sam suggested to me.
"What makes you think that something is wrong?" I asked.
"I don't know she just seems a little off don't you think?" Sam said. I sighed but went into the room that Six was in. She was looking through her bag.
"Is something up?" I asked her. She looked up at me.
"Why would you assume that something is wrong?" she asked me in return. I shrugged.
"Blame Sam for that." I said. She smiled.
"He's always worried isn't he?" She asked. I nodded.
"Well you can tell him I'm fine." She told me.
"Well you do seem a little edgier that usual." I commented.
"Do I? Well I'll try to fix that." She said. I walked beside her and wrapped my arm around her shoulder to make her feel better. It was strange how normal it felt to have her leaning into me like she was my girlfriend and not Sarah. Then I remembered that Sarah wasn't my girlfriend anymore.
"Six, you can tell me anything. I know that something is bothering you." I said.
"I-I don't want to talk about it." She said. I squeezed her shoulder reassuringly. She smiled.
"You're a good friend John." She told me. I smiled.
"So are you." I told her. But when I said that there was this feeling inside my stomach that told me I was lying to myself.
I woke up on the floor with Six's head resting on my chest. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 3:26 am. Six was sound asleep so I moved as quietly as possible to avoid waking her up. I got up and walked into the hall. I saw Sam asleep on the couch. I crept into the kitchen and grabbed a soda out of the fridge. I popped it open and took a sip. I tried to sort out that feeling in my stomach. I stood there for an hour before I realized that I loved her.
"Can't sleep?" I heard Six ask me. I jumped a little and spilled some soda on the floor. Six laughed.
"Did I scare you?" she asked me sounding highly amused.
"Yeah. And that's answering both questions." I said.
"I figured." She said. I took another sip of soda.
"I'm guessing you couldn't sleep either." I said.
"No shit, Sherlock." She said, I laughed.
"Why?" I asked her.
"It's one of those nights." She said. I understood. Some nights I was just consumed with thoughts of Henri and what I could of done to save him from dying and all the things that I did wrong.
"You." She said.
"I'm still trying to figure out all of my feelings and stuff." I told her. She scowled slightly. She was really cute when she scowled.
"I'm going to kill Sarah the next time I see her." She said.
"Don't. It would make things worse. She is dating the Police Chief's son." I said.
"She hurt you John. And she didn't have the guts to call you or do it face to face. She did it through text. She needs to pay." Six said fiercely.
"Whoa, that's a little bit crazy." I told her.
"Yeah, I know but you're my friend and like you said you won't get over her in a day." She said. I wondered how long it would take her to figure out that I had already gotten over her.
"Well, I'm not miserable and moping around." I pointed out.
"No you're not." She agreed.
"Want some soda?" I asked her and offered her the bottle. She took it from me and took a small sip.
"Have you ever been in love?" I asked Six. I don't know where the question came from but it just kind of popped up. She looked at me with surprise.
"No. Katarina died when I was thirteen and I never moved in to a place semi-permanently. I just lived like a nomad. I never had a chance to get to know any boys long enough to fall in love with them." She said.
"Why did you want to know?" she asked me. I shrugged.
"It just kind of popped into my mind." I told her. I looked at my watch. It was 4:30.
"We should go to bed." I told her. She looked at my watch and nodded her head in agreement. I grabbed my backpack from the kitchen counter and laid down on the floor with it behind my head as a pillow.
"Are you sure you want to sleep on the floor?" Six asked.
"I'll be fine." I said. She turned around. When I thought that she was out of earshot I whispered "I love you" quietly. Six didn't hear it or she pretended not to. I closed my eyes and slipped into a deep sleep.
I woke up three hours later to the smell of something burning. I shot strait up. I ran toward the kitchen and saw there was a pan on the stove with fire shooting up three feet up. I grabbed the fire extinguisher and put it out. Then Six came into the kitchen and looked around.
"Were you trying to cook?" she asked me.
"No, were you?" I asked. She shook her head. We looked at each other for a moment
"Sam!" We shouted at the exact same time. Same came running into the kitchen
"Oh shit. The bacon." He said.
"You clean this up now. You have ten minutes to make this place look new." Six said. Sam's head hung low as he got to work.
"Nice job Sam." I said with a laugh.
"You go get us breakfast." Six told me.
"That might not be the best idea. I am a wanted terrorist." I pointed out. She groaned.
"I have to do everything myself." She grumbled to herself. Then she turned invisible and left the motel room.
"This sucks." Sam said to me.
"It's your fault for trying to cook." I told him. Then I went to the one bedroom we had and started to pack up. By the time I had finished Six was back.
"Breakfast is here." She said. I grabbed the bags off the bed and went outside. I dropped the bags on the floor and went over to the counter. Six had gotten three Egg McMuffins or whatever you called them. I grabbed one and wolfed it down in three seconds flat.
"Don't kill yourself." Six said.
"Don't worry. I'm perfectly fine. I won't kill myself" I said. I leaned in real close to her.
"But you might kill me someday." I said. Then I kissed her cheek playfully. She blushed.
"Really? You think I'll kill you. Sam, what do you think?" She asked.
"I'm not going to get in on this." He said and went back to cleaning the kitchen.
"Well then, should we go?" I asked. Six was about to reply when my phone rang. I walked over to it and picked up.
"Hello?" I asked.
"John? It's really you?" I heart a heart achingly familiar voice aske on the other line.
"Sarah?" I asked. My voice faltered a little. I saw Six look at me.
"What do you want?" I asked her icily.
"John, don't be mad please." She begged me. I laughed.
"Not be mad! How can I not be mad! You broke up with me through a text message." I said.
"I didn't want t-" I cut her off.
"I need to go." I said. Then I hit the end call button. I threw my phone back into my bag.
"Let's go." I said. Then I grabbed our stuff and headed outside the motel. Six followed me out. Sam came a few minutes after. I stormed out into the parking lot. Six caught up to me.
"John!" she yelled. I stopped and turned round. She walked up to me.
"It's going to be all right." She said. Then she leaned in and kissed me passionately. I kissed her back with equal passion for what seemed like eternity. When we broke apart we were gasping for breath.
"I love you." I told her.
"I know." She said and smiled.
"I love you too." She told me.
"It's about time to!" exclaimed Sam. I looked at him quizzically.
"You've obviously been in love for a while. I was getting tiered waiting around for you to get together." He said.
"So you're okay?" I asked him.
"Yeah." He said.
"After all Four plus Six equals ten." He said with a laugh.
"You know I have to agree with the geek on this one we are pretty perfect together." I told Six.
"I am not a geek!" Sam said.
"Yes you are." Six said.
"Let's go find the rest of the Garde." I said. We climbed into the car.
"Which way should we go?" I asked Six.
"I think Seven is in Spain. Let's go there first." She said. I nodded. Before I started the car I heard a bark. I opened the door and Bernie Kosar jumped in to the car.
"Hey boy I was wondering where you were." I told him
Oh, here and there he replied telepathically. Then he jumped in the back of the car and sat next to Sam.
"Let's go to Spain." I said. Then we headed towards the nearest airport to unite the rest of the Garde and defeat the Mogs and Setràkus Ra.
-A/N: I would like to thank everyone who reviewed my last two chapters. It meant a lot. I would appreciate ideas for my next one shots and arcs that will go into the story. Please feel free to PM me your ideas. Until next time –Despedida out