A/N Okay guys chapter 5 yay once again this is long but hold on, it should be quite interesting *she says mischievously*
GUYS there's a clue in this chapter to what will happen in the future and Cris' past *Uses amazing English skills at foreshadowing ;) * but I want to see if you guys can find it, be Barney Stinson and say 'Challenge Accepted'
Disclaimer: tbh I can't rememver much about this chapter so normal disclaimer it is but if there is some quoting, or names of shows I don't own them either nor do I own the names of most of the characters
Chapter 5: I'm not a pyscopath, I'm a highly-functioning sociopath
At the end of auditions they were dismissed so the teachers could decide roles and the whole room got up to leave and Maia and Cris waited at the bottom of the rows of seats for the girls and Simon. When they made it down the steps Simon pulled Cris into a hug, lifted her off the floor and span her round. Cris pounded on his chest yelling for him to stop in between laughing. When he set her down she was slightly dizzy so he grabbed her by her shoulders and said with excitement "You are actually my hero, Annie". The rest of the girls laughed at him and congratulated both girls on their performances.
When she stepped out of the door she was tackled to the ground. Cris let out a cry of pain as pain coursed through her body at the impact. She couldn't breathe not only had she been winded but someone was pressing against her. When her sight restored to normal she saw Jamie practically lying on her. His hazel eyes filled with anger, pain and something else she couldn't recognize. People stood shocked around them, not believing what was happening. She gasped for air and he pressed on to her harder, the air escaped her lungs as she struggled to breathe.
He leaned in and whispered "If this is what it takes to talk to you without your mouth opening in retort so be it" She struggled against him, he had pinned her body down on the floor with his. She felt sick being this close to him. She tried to speak but her lungs were being crushed. She started to see black spots in her vision as people tried to drag him off him but failing. Suddenly he pressed his mouth against hers with such force she thought her head would be crushed. Her eyes flew wide as she continued her struggle to get free. Now she really was going to be sick, a tidal wave nausea rolled over her.
Everything seemed to slow down due to lack of oxygen, black dots clouded her vision just as she was going to black out Jamie was yanked off her. She tried to suck breath in but it was too late she was now submerged in darkness. The last thing she felt was a pair of arms around her.
Jem's POV
After auditions he went straight to the music room, the only place he could really think, he still had a smile on his face from when Cris slapped Jamie. Cris… he thought, she was so beautiful, intelligent, funny. She was, well perfect. Jem sighed, he knew he had no chance with her, she had guys lining up to date her, why would she ever want him? The best we could be was friends he thought but dammit he didn't want to be just her friend. He sighed again and picked up his violin.
Any way it was very obvious that Jamie fancied her although he'd never admit it. Jamie got all the girls he desired. No chance he thought again. He was about to start playing when Tessa and Tris ran into the room. Seeing the panicked expressions on their faces, he put the violin down as the girls grabbed his wrists and started running, pulling him out of the room.
"What…" he began but Tris cut him off saying one word, her voice trembling. "Cris" Anxiety flooded through him as he knew something was wrong. He shrugged the girls off and sprinted as fast as he could to the theatre leaving the two girls running behind him.
When he got there he was out of breath but he didn't care, adrenaline and worry pumped through is veins fuelling him. He saw Jamie lying on someone and he skidded to a stop, people were trying to pull him off her. Her He thought. Cris. He lunged forward and dragged him of her by the waist. As much as he cared about his friend, this was Cris.
He knelt beside her limp form, Simon and Clary also knelt on the other side of her, Jem put two finger at the base of her next. A weak thrumming came from beneath is fingers tips. He sighed in relief, her heart was still beating. He leaned down turned his head so he was facing her chest and his ear was hovering above her mouth. "What is he doing?" he heard someone say and someone else replied "He's checking her breathing, you dunce" But Jem didn't care about what they were saying, he cared about this girl, he cared about the fact he couldn't feel her warm breath against his ear or see her chest rise and fall. He leaned up and slid one arm under her waist and the other under her knees. He lifted her with grace and ease, she was light although being tall, in a bridal style.
He stood up, her dark brown hair flowing down his arm he clutched her limp body towards his chest as he said "Come on" to her friends, that was all he really needed to say as they made their way to the nurse's office. No one said a word, no one needed to they were all worried about the beautiful girl in his arms. He didn't want to be holding her like this, he didn't want her arms hanging from her body like a rag doll, he wanted them wrapped around his neck, holding herself closely to him. He didn't want her mouth unmoving, unbreathing, he wanted her cracking intelligent jokes and talking about all the books and shows she enjoyed, he wanted her mouth against his cheek as he carried her.
But all of that wasn't possible, not now and probably not in the future. He looked down at her still face, her eyes closed so he was unable to see the dazzling colour that lied beneath, her long dark eyelashes that brushed her cheeks and those lips that were naturally red and full and were perfectly shaped. He wanted to know how their lips would fit together, how in sync her movements would be to his.
He shook away his thoughts as he entered the office and lay her down on the bed. She was leaning on her cheek as if looking side-ways at Jem, her hand was turned upwards and he longed to place his hand over hers. He walked over to the group as Simon told the nurse what was wrong. "Her vitals are down: heartbeat is weak and no sign of breathing" Jem added, the nurse nodded and turned her attention towards Cris. The nurse informed them that only one of them was allowed to stay with her. "Jem?" Hazel said "You were the one who carried her here" Tessa added, it was so weird to think he used to have a crush on Tessa now that he liked Cris as much as he did. "No, it's alright" he answered softly, he didn't think he could spend a second in the same room as her as she was. He walked out the room, when he shut the door behind him he leaned against the wall beside the door. He was able to hear the voices from inside deciding who should stay, he closed his eyes and sighed heavily.
He only opened them again when he heard Maia say "Jem, are you alright?" He waved her off saying he would be fine. "Jem? Do you want to come to my house" Izzy says. "We're going to watch Sherlock while we wait for her to awake" Katniss says putting an arm on his shoulder. "Who's staying?" Jem asks and Tris replies "Simon". He feels a twinge of jealousy go through him at this but it was ridiculous. "Come on, it'll get your mind off it" Clary says and he finally nods and agrees to join them.
Katniss and Tessa link arms with him, as if to make sure he can't get away, and they all walk towards Izzy's car, technically she's not legally allowed to drive, and although she does, Jem offers to drive, as he just turned 18, as the pack into Izzy's Mercedes. Izzy gives him directions and Jem speeds down the roads to make the girls squeal, which it successfully does and Jem laughs at this. He drifts round all the corners making the girls scream and laugh. When he gets to the house, he drives through the iron gates and parks the car in the middle of the grounds. They get out of the car and are faced with a mansion-like house.
Hazel and Clary grab Jem's wrist and pull him towards the massive, ornate, wooden doors. She pulls them open and shows the huge reception room and is all white and gold. They pull Jem towards one of the rooms, when they reach it, Jem laughs and says "Girls there is really no need to man handle me," "There is every need" Tris says and Hazel continues by saying "We wouldn't want you to run away now" They all laugh and Jem smiles, they were really good about making you be happy when problems occur, they wouldn't let you forget them, as you needed to face them not hide from them. No wonder they were such a tight group of friends, no one could split them up he thought with a smile.
"Any way the house is empty so we won't be disturbed" Izzy says with a wink as she opens the door revealing a TV so big it might as well be a home cinema. But the TV was on and a couple were sitting on the couch. "Not quite alone, honey but we won't disturb whatever is going on here" Magnus said then winked at the group, Jem laughed at the misunderstanding. Magnus looked over at them. "My, my James, your tastes have changed" Magnus says his arm around Alec's shoulder, the two snuggled against each other. "You always had a things for one feisty girl at a time" he continued Alec laughing "but seven feisty girls at once James, well played" Alec smacked him in the chest and smiles.
"Speaking of feisty girls where's spit-fire, oh no sorry where's Annie?" Alec asks, the correction makes Jem confused but it's quite obvious he was meaning Cris. His smile fell off his face immediately and the girls noticed this "At school with Simon" Alec and Magnus seemed to take this the wrong way Alec sighs and Magnus 'whoops' telling Alec to pay up.
"I'd knew someone would get there before you, Izzy" The girls laughed and Isabelle smacked Magnus round the head. "You've got to step up your game, Iz" Alec says teasingly and dodges Isabelle's next hit. "Anyway boys you need to get out" Magnus and Alec faked looking confused. Alec said "Wouldn't you guys prefer a bed" they laughed and Izzy shooed Alec and Magnus out of the room.
"Ah, finally" Izzy says closing the door and everyone rushes to the couch. The couch is now full and the girls laugh, knowing this would happen, as Jem sighs taking place on the floor. When he does legs attack him, trying not to be the human foot rest Jem shift all the legs off him as Sherlock begins.
1 series later, which only happens to be three episodes long and four and a half hours long. They had just begun talking when Tessa's phone rang. "Hey, it's Simon" she answered it and put it on loud speaker. "Simon, is she awake?" they heard a laugh in the background and then Simon spoke "No hello Simon, how are you? Straight to Cris?" The background laugh sounded again making a piercing feeling go through Jem's chest. "Cut the crap, Si" Hazel says sounding impatient. "Rude" Simon says, they hear a distant voice saying 'Let me talk to them' "What is it with girls these days and you might over exert yourself" The girls laughed at this, "You know full well that's not what she meant" the voice sounded less distant it was now obvious it was Cris. Jem smiled at this, she was alright, and he let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. "Girlies and Jem meet us at Cris' house now" at that he hung up and all the girls ran to the Mercedes.
Jem got in the driving seat again and drove faster than before sot that they only reached Cris' house in a matter of minutes. He jumped out the car just as quickly as the other girls were and rushed toward the door but just as he got there he stopped with his hand on the latch. Then they heard it "Simon" a girl, Cris, moaned, Jem felt his heart squeeze, "Simon, please" Cris said again. "Nope, no way" Simon said sounding breathless. Jem felt himself crumbling he was just about to leave when Cris said "Simon, I will kill you, now put me down". At this Jem pushed the door open and let the girls flood through gathering his courage before he went in.
His eyes widened at the sight of Cris in Simon's arms, he was carrying her like Jem did before but she doesn't know that she thought. Cris through her head back "Hey" she said happily "Can you tell this dick to put me down" The girls just laughed and made no attempt to help, Jem stood there while he was happy that she was alright, jealousy still coursed through his voice. "I'm not dead nor paralyzed nor does anything hurt, so bloody put me down" Cris whined and they all laughed at this and all went for a group hug with Cris still being in Simon's arms, Jem stood there awkwardly and then Cris shouted "Jem, I heard what you did for me, now get in this hug" At this Jem smiled and joined the group. They stayed like that for another minute when Cris said "Izzy you're crushing me" They all sprung back and laughed. "Izzy, your hugs are like vices" Cris said a bit breathless.
Then they resumed to the current issue when Hazel said "I think Cris might over exert herself by standing up" Cris started to protest and Simon cut in saying "Okay my arms are hurting now" "Hey what are you implying" Cris started and Simon gave Jem a look like 'I know you want to so just get over here'. Jem stepped towards her and lifted her out of Simon's arms. "What is this pass the Cris" Cris complained. "Yep" Tessa said simply. Electricity shot through Jem at having Cris like this in his arms. "Stop complaining or I'll drop you" Jem stated and they laughed at Cris' expression. "You wouldn't dare" Cris said with a menacing look on her face in which she was trying hard not to smile.
Jem made like he was going to drop her and she swung her arms round his neck to stop herself from falling. At this gesture, he nearly dropped her, resulting her to pull herself closer to him. Electricity now oozed through his veins as if they were wires. He felt he could do anything as long as she was in his arms. "Don't drop me!" she squealed.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he apologised but still didn't let her down. Everyone was watching them with curious eyes and Cris seemed to notice this as well. "You're not going to let me down are you?" she asked but knew the answer. "We wouldn't want you to over exert yourself," Jem smiled as he quoted Simon and everyone laughed. She moaned but had a smile on her face. "Fine, forward, to the TV room" Everyone laughed and Cris pointed in the direction Jem should go in. "Or as normal people call it the living room" Maia says
Cris leans back so she can she Maia upside down and removes her arms from around his neck, which disappointed Jem but he didn't let it show, and flung them over, or under?, her head "Honey," Cris started, elongating the 'y', she continued "Since when have I been normal?" They all laughed and simultaneously said "Never"
"Okay we've already shown Jem some of Sherlock" Tris said when they had all sat down on the couch, luckily she had space for all of them and Jem ensured that he sat next to Cris. "How much?" Cris asked so Jem could watch the rest of it. For some reason she wanted Jem to watch it and Jem didn't object, in fact he wanted to be a part of the fandoms that formed her life. He wanted to know her better, he wanted to understand why she is who she is.
He sighed, you can only be a friend to her so you better be a damn good one he thought to himself. They spent the rest of the night watching Sherlock, they had watched series two and three and to be honest he wanted them to hurry up making another one but as informed by them, that they only made three episodes per series and a new series would come out every two years. But then they left it as Hazel looked like she was going to go on a murder rampage. The marathon finished at two in the morning, thank god it was a Friday. Jem and Simon were the only ones left at about two thirty am on Saturday. Cris had fallen asleep and her head was resting on Jem's shoulder.
Jem and Simon had been talking about mainly pointless things when Cris' breathing rate increased then she whimpered. Jem turned slowly to look at her and Simon did the same. He brought his hand up to stroke her hair and sooth her but she jumped away from his touch. They decided to take her up to bed and Jem lifted her into a bridal style carry. She twisted and turned in her sleep to try and get away from his grasp but he didn't let go as Simon led Jem to her room, they tucked her in, luckily she was already in a tank top and shorts, which were her pyjamas, so they didn't need to do anything on that front. Simon kissed her on the fore head, something Jem couldn't do even if she was asleep but he wanted to, in a brotherly way and they left the room just as they were closing the door again Jem was sure he heard his name being called softly but he dismissed it as being a fragment of his imagination.
They crept out of the house, which like the Lightwood's was a bit smaller than a mansion although Cris' seemed more homely and welcoming, quietly as not to wake up Cris or her adoptive mother, who was sleeping and surprisingly she was fine, if not happy, with seven girls and two boys staying to three a clock in the morning. How awesome is she? Jem thought. As they walked out of the door Jem thought he saw someone lurking in the shadow but once again he brushed it off, I'm seeing and hearing things now he thought as he said goodbye to Simon who locked the door with his own keys and set off walking down the street back to him Uncle's house.
