AN: Children.I hope you like this. Its to all my reviewers!enjoy (hopefully).
Reviewers I love you as always. Never leave me or I may jump off this cliff. I have so many reviews... I may actually love myself!
Alaina – My middle names are insensitive and harsh. Think of my story as a place where it is okay to be a bad a person. Its a place where you can hate anything, make fun of anyone, and just not feel bad about it. I don't really like Logan but I don't hate him... Dean on the other hand hahahaha
Lukepluslorelaiequalslove – What's your name girl because your name is creative but long? Also if your here to supply an insane amount of reviews prove it doll!
Love – I cant believe I am someone's hero... that's just not right hah. Sarcasm on guys... I find it fucking awesome. Hott Cynicism. I should put that on a god damn shirt. AHH Logan has a body? I had no idea! I am so excited now! If I rock and then you fucking roll. I want to say thanks again for continuing to read my story even though I made it LIT. I'm sucker for jess in the end :sigh:
Milomaniac – If it doesn't get more interesting I'm really fucking up. If you didn't love the Rory and jess stuff I may have to have you committed.
Mandee – I wanted to put in the line 'were fucked' but I couldn't figure out who... until I realized Dave seemed right. Thanks for the congrats... I'm a grown up now... terrifying.
Leopardgirl – Keep thinking kiddo. Nice work so far.
number1actress – Are you sure you like this story? haha. Its not meant to be based in fact. This my alternate universe where anything can and will happen. I'm not saying anything can really happen but at least suspend your disbelief... imagination is key.
Charlilee – You'll laugh if/when I kill Tristan? Half the reason I've waited this long with him was because some of reviews really want him alive... when he bites it (if he does) ill make sure you will enjoy it.
hollowgirl – Keep loving it... that's an order.
Blair – Yes sadly enough... usually the emotional scared turn out of be the crazies... I identify with them way too much.
Justhiddenthebombastic – yeah I said bombastic. Yeah this is getting confusing for me and I'm making it up. I wanna say sorry because I know the last chapter was a little weird but I hope you stick around for more. I don't know how old you are or whatnot but if you do bad things... drink or smoke... do that and read at least one chapter of this... I swear its more insane! Better even. I'm not encouraging you to do bad habits though... !
Vaguelyg – Short people are very cool. 5'4" represent! I know I need to hurry up my smut story! Without you I'd never get anything done! Sage Gruesome signing out! I should sooo change my penname to that! insanity! What's your name btw? haha I just read that in my head and it soooo sounds like I'm hitting on you! CREEPY SAGE GRUESOME. -- better penname.
Coffeeiswhatineed- Jess is better than cute. Dean is more than stupid. hah! don't worry I kept dean alive too long as it is... of course I wanna get rid of him is a spectacular way!
Chapter XVII Cell Phone Fever
"We're Fucked"
The phrase echoed in Rory's mind. She felt very small and helpless just hoping for this to all be some unkind dream. Her face was stoic and structured as if she caught the sight of medusa and turned immediately to stone. She couldn't tell if she had gone deaf or if no one was talking.
Jess watched Rory seem to slip into a coma like trance. He looked down at Colin who was sniffling softly. He wanted to be anywhere but there... no Strike that. He wanted him and Rory to be anywhere but here.
He rose to his feet and shuffled oddly toward her. She never once looked up at him until he put his hand on her arm turning her slightly toward him. He said in a very small muted voice: "Everything's okay". It was lie but Rory took it well.
She nodded slowly and leaned into his grasp.
Tristan voice broke up everyone's nightmarish thoughts.
"Cell phones!"
Paris ran to her coat but stopped halfway recalling never retrieving her cell phone from its charger that morning.
Rory was more of a nineties beeper kind of girl. Her mother was a cell phone person. She had nothing to contribute to the situation so she just concentrated of Jess's body warmth. He seemed to read her mind and pull her tighter toward him tensing his muscles.
Dean mind was like an etch a sketch so of course he could contribute nothing to the horrible situation. He was way to interested in the fact that there was boy crying because everyone knows boys don't cry. Except for Hilary Swank.
Jess didn't have a cell phone so his mind was going into overdrive. He was grateful his buzz had worn off and his mind was clear. Suddenly he went stiff and he felt that pesky feeling again. Fear. Like the night before when he saw someone outside his window. He pulled Rory closer into his chest trying to shake the pained feeling warming up in his gut.
Lane was jobless and therefore cellphoneless and now she had officially lost all signs of alcohol ever being in her system. Grrreat.
Dave flashed back to an argument with his cell phone. It was settled when Dave promptly threw it out his window. No one ever saw it alive again.
Tristan on other hand was relieved because he did have cell phone and it was a damn good one. He reached into his pocket...and nothing. Lint? Change? no silver compact device which would ultimately save their lives. He recalled unplugging it this morning... in fact he had used it on his way to Rory's house. He had to have had it. Where the hell did it go?
"My cell phone is missing." Tristan announced to emotionless faces.
"I don't have one"
"I forgot mine... like an imbecile"
"I got into a fight with mine"
"cell phones are expensive"
"I like beepers"
"My parents said they'd get me one for my birthday if I was good." Dean said proudly. Paris suddenly wanted to beat him again.
"Don't you have one of those new little phones?" Rory asked Tristan recalling him using it constantly.
"Its gone. I had it when I was here and right now its gone." Tristan said double checking his pockets.
"How can it be gone?" Paris demanded.
"It was in my pocket and now its not! How do you misunderstand that?" Tristan huffed.
"Check around the room... it couldn't have gone far" Dave said being logical.
Everyone split up and began checking around the living room, kitchen, bedroom, closet, and bathroom.
Paris and Tristan checked the closet they had nearly been naked in earlier in the evening as well as the bathroom.
Dean Dave and Lane checked the living room while Colin laid on the couch seemingly frozen and still teary eyed.
Jess and Rory were checking the kitchen and soon Rory's bedroom. Rory bent down to check under her bed and Jess basically lost his ability to think clearly when he saw her positioning. He had to do this. He approached her from behind and wrapped his arms around her middle as she stood up straight. She made a small 'yelp' but quickly melted into a pile of nothingness when Jess started kissing her neck and shoulder while his hand snaked under her shirt.
She turned around finally and they made eye contact. Lustful bedroom eyes adorned both their faces.
Neither knows how they got there but they both were furiously making out on Rory's bed. From an outside view they were a mess of hands, mouths, kisses, and other limbs.
Jess's hand found it way down her front, just missing her nipple, around her hip, and slowly onto her thigh.
His hand was like fire as he rubbed in unforeseen patterns on Rory's inner thigh.
Rory is panting and Jess has the biggest smirk on his face. He'd been with a lot of girls before but for some reason this had to have been one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. Hands down. This is better than the juiciest porn or the most beautiful nearly naked model.
Rory panting in an animal like fashion is suddenly the sound he wants to hear for the rest of his life. life. Fuck. This is not the time or the place.
Jess suddenly stops and Rory is tempted to grab his hand and put exactly where she wants it but she catches concern in his eyes.
"Wrong time" Jess says downward as he hovers above her.
"Wrong place" Rory says the first thought in her head.
"Actually I sort of like the place. Very good location." Jess says slowly looking straight at her.
"Nice view" Rory giggles.
Jess kisses her forehead. Nose. Chin. Stomach.
He leans his forehead against her stomach and sighs.
"What are we doing?" He asks
"I don't know." Rory says trying to sober her feelings but having a hard time considering Jess's lips are so close to her skin.
Jess suddenly jumps into a standing position which causes Rory to laugh.
"Why would you do that?" She laughs.
"If I stayed there any longer I wouldn't have moved" He says truthfully which causes her to laugh more. He suddenly jumps back on the bed.
He is kissing her everywhere while she continues to laugh. His randomness only made her laugh harder. Suddenly Paris struts into the room.
"Tristan's phone is gone. We drew straws and Jess you lucked out. Your going to get Logan's phone.
"What!" Rory nearly screamed.
"Where is it?" He says basically still on top of Rory.
"Were you both having sex?" Paris seems to have just realized what she walked into.
"No it was just me" Jess said coolly which only made Rory giggle again.
It was as if they were drunk on lust.
"Shut up James Dean. Suit up and get the hell off the teenage girl. Your going outside to get Logan's cell phone out of his pocket." Paris demanded.
Rory stopped giggling.
They three killers stood outside hidden in the shadows. Colin not being one of them.
"Can we trust this kid?" Henry asked
"He had it out for Huntzberger for awhile. Typical asshole though. He wanted him dead but wouldn't do it himself. He owns me though." The taller boy said.
"He's secretly a drama fag" brad informed them.
"What?" Henry gasped
"He wants to be an actor." Brad elaborated
"He's horrible but the one thing he can do is cry on command." The taller boy smiled. The plan seemed to be working pretty well.
Colin sat motionless on the couch sniffling like a small child. When he was left alone he pushed something out of his sleeve. It was a sleek silver compact phone. Very new and very much Tristan's missing phone.
He grinned at his pick-pocketing skill and grinned even more at the fact that both Finn and Logan were gone. Finally he could do what he pleased.
"Why are you smiling?" Dean said as he stalked into the room. He looked at the boy who was crying hysterically and pondered why he could be smiling so big right now.
"Why are you smiling?" Dean again asked.
"Just thinking of something funny" Colin answered trying to look upset again.
AN: Colins a dick. Rorys horny. Logans dead. Deans still an idiot. What do you guys think? Review like whoa. We'll be def seeing death the next chapter. We will also find out who killer number three is i think.