heey, im so sorry i havent updated this story in so long. The chapter is actually a long one so think of that as my way to appologize. school has started so that means i wont be updating as frequently. i will be updating my Tom Marvolo Riddle Fanfiction Recovering Riddle either tomorrow or friday. most of the third chapter for that is written its jsut the prosses of editing and finishing and uploading it. but i promise by friday it will be up. i hope school is good for everyone. or as good as it can possibly can get. this chapter has part of the serious story line and fluff in it so comments are always nice on what you think.
PLEASE READ: I had written a second epilouge for the Secrets Within The Scar and Locket and i will post it IF i get 100 reveiws on that story. It's in Sarah's P.O.V and its not in the distant future like the normal epolouge.
ALSO, i dont know if anyone realize but i did post a Jara fanfiction. so comments on that would be nice.
AND this is the last thing i ask, i have my idea of what Sarah looks like as a person but ive always wondered what everyone else thinks she looks like. so just curious, if you put in a comment send me a link of a picture on what YOU think she looks like.
And also on ive gotten questions about lose ends i left in the last story as well like, what happened to everyone else? what happened to Victor? What did Sarah's mom leave Jerome? etc, etc. and THATS WHAT PART TWO IS FOR. i will be showing what happening to everyone else, Victor is DEAD, just pointing that out, and THE BOX that Jerome was left will be revealed in future chapters.
so anyway here is chapter 3.
CHapter 3: What could be.
I wake up snuggled up next to Jerome. I take in a breath and yawn quietly. I get up out of his bed and go to the bathroom. I strip out of my blue tee shirt, which I actually think is Jerome's and my boy shorts and go into the shower. I let the hot water run down my back and my skin developed goose bumps as it adjusts to the temperature. It was late November and the air was cool and crisp outside. I always loved autumn, hoodies and jeans or "jumper" and "trousers" season is always my favorite. I had another go at the nightmares again last night, I actually woke up a d made myself a cup of hot chocolate, it didn't come out as well as Fabian's but it would due. I step out of the shower after shampooing and conditioning my hair and washing down my body. The nightmares were still frightening but they just became downright irritating at this point. I end up waking up with the cold swears and I feel even worse when I wake Jerome up. I wrap the towel around my body and brush out my knotted black hair. I had actually grown about two inches taller, and for me that was progress. My eyes were still that strangely lime color and I had still had my pale skin, the London sun didn't really help my complexion much. I did look a bit older though rather than a ratty teenager. I was twenty one, sorta looked it, although it didn't matter the drinking age in England was eighteen. I left out the bathroom and walking into my own room, changing into a long sleeved gray sweater and jeans. I went and lay on my bed, it being still made because I had slept in Jerome's room last night. I grab a pillow from behind the two fluffy white ones. The British flag one that Jerome gave me all those years ago. I hug it tightly and fall back onto the other two pillows. I exhale. How different things are now. I'm tempted to fall asleep, but I decide against. I put the pillow back down on the bed and make my way back to Jerome's room. I open the door to his room, it still dark, walk over and pull open the shades letting in some light, i saw Jerome flip over away from the distilled sunlight blaring into the room. I giggle softly to myself. I perch myself over him, my key necklace dangles from my neck, kneeling on the bed. My slightly damp hair hangs over him and I smirk. "Jerome." I say softly. "Jerome."
"Sarah?" I hear his groggy voice say. I lean down and kiss him lightly for a second.
"it's time to wake up for school." I muse. I go to get up but I'm pulled back down into him. I let out a mix between a shriek and giggle.
"five more minutes, love." he says muffled giving me a kiss where my shoulder blade and neck meet. I'm even more tempted to fall back asleep now.
"no, no, we need to get up, c'mon." I convince. Pulling him up. He groans. "oh, c'mon Jerome, think positively, today is friday and the sooner you wake up and get out of bed, the sooner you can come back. I'll make you breakfast as well, now c'mon we don't need to be late, we already missed a whole bunch of classes yesterday." he hesitates for another moment.
"you'll make breakfast?" he asks give a crooked smile.
"yes, of course I will." I smile. "now will you."
"alright." he finally agrees giving me a kiss then getting out of bed. He wears just boxers and gray sweatpants and I lightly blush.
"hurry will you?" I say getting up heading for the door. I hear a chuckle and a faint yeah yeah and I make my way downstairs. I head down into the kitchen where Nina and Fabian sit. "breakfast anyone?" I ask.
"Sure." Nina smiles.
"yeah." Fabian grins. "what's the occasion."
"I woke up early enough today to make it. So, pancakes or eggs.?" I ask.
"pancakes!" Nina cheers. "that will be two for me and fifty for Fabian, cause every time you make them he just seems to engulf it, plate and all."
"oh ha ha." Fabian says sarcastically. "I do not, she just makes really good pancakes." I giggle and break out the pancake mix, eggs and milk and begin to make the batter while the pan heats up.
"are we still meeting up with Amber and Brad tonight?" I ask.
"I think so, I'll call her later to double check." Nina told, stirring her coffee. "I can't believe she came early, happy, but I wish they could of stayed with us."
"me too." I agree. "she's only like a week early so its not that bad."
"yes! But now we don't know if she's staying for your birthday!" i groan to ninas words. Birthday.. I was never too fond about my birthdays. I mean the past few years have been better, but why celebrate you getting older after twenty one? You're already old enough to drink. Just kidding. But seriously.
"oh it's no big deal if she can't." I say flipping a few pancakes onto a plate. "she's already been to a bunch of them and there will be plenty more, ya know if I dont die anytime soon." I laugh.
"but every one is special." Nina pushes.
"Nins, shut up and eat your pancakes, Kay?" I cut her off putting a plate of pancakes in front of her. "I'll give you yours in a minute." I tell Fabian. "and hurry and eat, or you'll be late for school, Nina."
"You are like our Mum." Fabian chuckles. I laugh. If I'm their mother I better be a milf. I flip a few more pancakes. "anymore nightmares, Sar?"
"yeah, I tried to make hot chocolate, didn't come out nearly as good as yours though." both of us laugh.
"nightmares." Nina questions. "you've been having nightmares too?" wait woah, woah, woah, back up. I was just about to say something but Fabian beat me to it.
"what do you mean, too?" Fabian asked quizzically.
"well I've been having these weird dreams, not necessarily nightmares, for the past couple nights." Nina says wearily taking a bit of her pancakes. I hand Fabian his plate now as we all wait in a strange silence.
"About what exactly?" I ask, nervous for her answer. Nina takes a deep breath.
"I'm in a field, under the a large tree and it's always high noon and there's a bird, like an eagle-"
"how bout a hawk." I say, beating Fabian to it this time. See fabian, I've been paying attention to your Egyptian mythology rants and lectures.
"yeah, yeah I guess it could be a hawk, and it just circled above me, sometimes it would sit in front of me, and I wouldn't necessarily wake up completely, but enough to startle me when the hawk would start to peck at me." she explained. Great, while I'm being attacked by a jackal, Nina is basically being protected by a hawk.
"well its official, the friken' universe hates me." I say, plating the last batch of pancakes before putting the pan in the dishwasher.
"why? What are yours?" Nina asks.
"what is what?" Jerome asks coming into the kitchen and over to me, giving me a kiss.
"Nina has the odd dreams as well." I say handing him the plate of pancakes and turning to put away the ingredients I took out. "mine, are sort of like yours, in the same, place at the same time and the same thing basically happens. Except, mine are opposite yours." I tell pouring myself a cup of coffee.
"what do you mean?" Nina asks.
"It's always in a field, under an old big tree, well after dark and it's always a quater moon. A dog, or jackal comes and attacks me and it's always the same. Sometimes I'll try and run but it only makes it worse if I do." I shrug. "I even bet that our dreams are in the same place and you have yours before mine. So when you wake up, mine start." I finish stirring my cup.
"I think were going to have to cancel our plans with Amber, spend whatever time after school at the library." Fabian states, then taking another bite of his pancakes. Or what's left of them, I give him like six pancakes and they're gone before I even know it.
"what!" Nina jumps. "we are not canceling with Amber."
"Yeah! No way in Hell are we missing out on a fantastic night because of this Egyptian shit." I agree almost angry. "I'm not letting it rule my life again." my words are heavy and thick. I take a look at the clock, I'm gunna go grab my jacket and bag, and we should leave in a few minutes." school is especially tedious today. I am not taking notes on listening to the lectures my professors are giving, but me being a super genius, eh well not really, recorded them all. That should be loads of fun to watch later. I end up looking up a whole bunch of things about Horus and Anubis, what things in dreams mean, Egyptian mythology. You name it, i probably read it today on Wikipedia. I'm in the library right now, looking things up still with stacks of books in front of me, waiting for Jerome and Fabian to come meet up.
"Sarah!" I hear someone call my name. I look up to see Tom, one of my classmates.
"hi Tom." I say with dry enthusiasm. I didn't mean to sound rude or uninterested, I was just so engulfed in this at the moment, I really didn't care to talk to others besides Jerome and Fabian.
"what on earth are you looking up." he asks curiously, eyeing the books.
"helping my friend with his class assignments."
"shouldn't you be heading off home about now? You Americans celebrate Thanksgiving this time of year, yes?" I let out a little laugh.
"I've had a change of plans. Me and my roommate cannot go this year, we decided to have our own makeshift one." I smile. "and what do you seem to be up to? Don't you usually meet David and Erik about now?"
"have you seen the size of Hemingson's project? I'll lucky if I can get half of it done on time!" he exclaims.
"I've already finished." I smirk. "should of started it as soon as he announced."
"you finished? You damn bloody computer geek." Tom chuckled. Then he made a suspicious whistle. I roll my eyes and laugh. "alright, name your price, I desperately need your notes." he speedily says.
"hey." I hear Fabian say walking up. I laugh again.
"Tom you know Fabian, right?" I say.
"but of course." Tom shakes Fabians hand. Then turns back towards me. "so can I have them?"
"I want a medium, black coffee everyday for the rest of the semester." I state.
"why don't I just give you £15 and we call it even?" Tom haggles.
"£20." I push.
"deal." he agrees and we shake on it.
"give me all of two minutes and I'll email them so just wait here for a second." Tom nods.
"hello." I look up to see Jerome. I smile and give him a kiss.
"Tom, this is my insane boyfriend Jerome, Jerome this is my annoying class mate Tom." they shake as well and Jerome takes a seat next to me. I email the class notes to Tom and take a breath. "there, now be gone with you!" I shoo off.
"you are the best." Tom smiles putting the £ 20's on the table. "see you Monday."
"yes. Have a good weekend!" I call out as he leaves. I hear a faint 'you to' as I continue my research.
"what the bloke give you £20 for?" Jerome asks, picking up the bill.
"her notes." Fabian explains as I am still engrossed in my studies. "noticed you got quite a few books here." he chuckles.
"thought hard copy's would be better than taking the internets word for it." I explain, giving a light laugh. "and that's my," I swipe the money away. "£20" I smile as Jerome sticks out his tongue a bit like a child. A ringer goes off. Jerome pulls a phone out of his pocket and scowls ignoring the call and putting it on the table. "who was that?" I ask softly.
"no one." he mutters. The phone rings again and he let's an irritated groan.
"will you just answer it?" Fabian says flipping through a book. Jerome ignores the call again.
"who keeps harassing you?" I ask with a slight smile. "is it your other girlfriend." I tease.
"oh ha ha." he rolls his eyes.
"oh I know you wouldn't do that... Right?" I look over at him.
"Sarah, I love only you." he gives me a kiss.
"you better." I warn playfully. The phone rings again. This time I snatch it before he has the chance to ignore it. I look at the caller ID, reading Mother and Father. I look up a Jerome. "why are you ignoring your parents again!" I ask irritated. " pick it up now!" I tell him before he has a chance to speak. "if you don't I will."
"Sarah-" he says his tone low.
"pick. It. Up!" I hand him the phone and he answers the call.
"hello." he grumbles into the phone. "yes what is it?" he then rolls his eyes. "be right back." Jerome says, getting up and moving away into an aisle of books. I groan to myself.
"I told him not to ignore them anymore." I say flustered.
"can you really blame him for ignoring them?" Fabian asks.
"no, but still he should have time with them while he's still got them." I explain. "I want my kids to have grandparents." Fabians eyes widen and I smirk.
"kids?" he gulps.
"yes, children Fabian, something you once were." I laugh.
"N-Nina doesn't talk about kids does she?" Fabian asks neverously.
"she wants two and she already has named them." I grin. Fabian turns pale. "oh, Fabes, you know you're going to have them eventually. Don't look so freaked out. I think you should name them Fabiana and Nino. And choice for godmother will we easy." I put on a cheesy smile. Fabian chuckles.
"if you're still alive." he teases.
"nothing can kill me." I smirk, starting at a book flipping through the pages. A very irritated Jerome comes and sits back down. "what'd they say?" I ask weary.
"nothing." he grumbles.
"Jerome-"
"Sarah, love, please everything is fine, don't worry yourself." he tells, cutting me off. I exhale, not the answer I wanted but I'll stop I suppose. "find anything?" he asks.
"not yet." I say.
"neither have I." Fabian also chimes in. "but I do have an idea." me and Jerome look at each other and then over at Fabian. "I remember how you, Sarah, said earlier that your nightmares probably start when Nina's end. Well, I'd like to test that theory." Fabian states giving a small smile.
"not tonight you will not! We are still going out even if I have to drag you by your thumbs. And even if there were the slightest change of us getting home and anyone even having the energy, we'd all be too drunk to even know our left from our right." I bluntly put out there. "that goes for you too." I look over at Jerome. "no experiments tonight. And we don't need to be freaking out amber! Are we clear." they were silent. "are. We. Clear!"
"yes, yes, fine no experimenting tonight." Fabian grumbles.
"did you say you were getting drunk tonight?" Jerome chuckles.
"oh don't laugh at me. At least I can handle my alcohol." I roll my eyes.
"yeah until someone hands you a bottle of scotch and your done." Fabian intervenes.
"kids names, Fabian, kids names." I tease to get him to shut up. "little Fabiana and Nino."
"shut up, Sar." Fabian shoves his face into another book.
"what?" Jerome asks confused.
"oh nothing." I grin, then giving him a kiss. "cmon, why don't we go back, Nina's probably home by now." they agree and we go back to the apartment. All three of us sit on an almost empty tube. There are only four other people in our cart aside from us. I yawn as I snuggle in closer, tucked under Jerome's arm.
"tired there, love?" he asks.
"just a little." I confess. "are you going to tell me what happened with your parents." I murmur to him.
"well what were you and Fabian talking about?" he flips the interrogation, giving a crooked smile.
"Children." I state plainly.
"who's children?" he asks hesitantly.
"ours. Well his and nina's I mean." i clarify.
"just his and ninas?"
"no." I clarify. "I mean, if we ever had children I'd like them to have grandparents." I say all in one breath.
"is this what this is all about?" he grins and I blush the color of an apple.
"and I'd like you to just reconnect with them, before you lose them." Jerome pushes a piece of hair out of my face.
"i'll try. For you." I smile and lean up to kiss his soft lips, and still inhale that familiar sent of warm vanilla and crisp apples. "so children?" he chuckles.
"stop." I hit him playfully, giggling. "you can't tell me you've never thought about it."
"no, no, you're right, like most of the time." he teases slightly. "doesn't that mean we have to get married first then." failing to hold back a laugh.
"would you quit it!" I whine.
"so why don't we this weekend, eh?"
"oh no. I want to get married, in church with flowers and bridesmaids." I start off. Jerome chuckles. "I'll need a dress, you'll need a tux. And guest list and a venue and invitations and save the dates, it's a whole process!"
"I should of never gotten you started on that, now I'll never hear the end of it."
"Pandora's box, honey, can you imagine Amber's wedding? I bet the cake will be bedazzled. It's going to be phenomeninal." I cheer.
"oh god, I'm going to come out of their covered in pink glitter aren't I?" he jokes.
"if you're lucky." I tease. "but really I bet it's just going to be... Spectacular." I muse. "everything Amber does is."
"As well as you." Jerome gives a warm smile. "listen, love, I know you're stressing over this cryptic dream thing and now amber is here and class work, but don't be overworking yourself, yeah?"
"I know, the stupid dreams are probably nothing, and i just miss amber, and class is just irritating. Is it that obvious? I just... I don't know. What do you think?" I ask quietly.
"you want support or honest opinion?" he murmurs with a hint of playfulness.
"can I get a bit of both?"
"well, honestly, I don't think the dreams are nothing, they don't like seem something to be anything to worry greatly over. As long as your not physically hurt or mental stressing I think until anything gets worse with them that you should just calm down." Jerome explains, carefully choosing words. And he is right. I should not stress that much. I take a deep breath.
"I know, I know." I agree. "I just thought I finally had a normal life. Then everything's got to be fucked up again."
"everything will be okay, it always is." he reassures.
"it must be really difficult to be with a girl, where things you can't see or hear are out to get her." I murmur dimly, feeling an emptiness in my stomach.
"yes, it is." he says. "but, I love every minute of it, if it was easy, it wouldnt be the same. And I wouldn't trade it for anything." Jerome smiles warmly at me.
"not even that really nice TV you wanted?" I joke.
"of course not, love." I snuggle up into him. "and i can't imagine that it would easy to be with someone who wont fix something that can be done, who continues to disappoint."
"well I don't know who you are talking about, but it is a sure as hell not you. You never disappoint me. I'm always surprised and proud of the things you do. Always have, always will." Jerome pulls me I closer.
"I love you." he murmurs into my ear. I blush deeply.
"I love you too." I whisper back as he then gives me a deep kiss.
"C'mon star-crossed lovers, let's go before we miss our stop." Fabian teases, standing up. Both of us laugh. I perk my head up and give him another kiss and the tube stops. The three of us exit up and out of the underground. "Nina said she just got back home and to go to the market to get food."
"I just went like a week ago, how do you guys eat it so fast." I groan. "I spend £100 on groceries and their gone already! God."
"you want me to go?" Fabian offers. I rub my forehead.
"no, no, go be with your girlfriend, I'll go. " I say "come with me?" I ask looking up at Jerome, grinning. He chuckles.
"of course I will." Jerome chuckles giving me a one armed hug.
"alright well I'll see you two back at the flat, don't take too long, Nina might have a heart attack." Fabian jokes.
"we won't Fabes, now be gone with you!" I shoo him off and he starts to walk in the direction of our flat. "what do we even need from the store?" I ask.
"your asking me?" Jerome smiles down at me.
"we're going out tonight what's the point of even going food shopping?" I question.
"well there really isn't one." He points out. "I say, instead we take the bus into Piccadilly and just walk around for a while." A smile lights up my face.
"really!" I cheer. He laughs again,
"yes, now come on, lets go.
"here." I pass Jerome three more dresses to carry.
"that's like seven dresses." He complains.
"I just want to look for two more." I lull out, flipping through racks .
"how many dresses do you need to try on!" he questioned annoyingly.
"hey, it was your idea to come here. and we'll look for you after." I grin.
"oh, no, no, no. no trying on clothes for me." He states as I add another dress to the pile. I never really go out shopping, so when I do I usually splurge and try like two thousand different things on. Nina doesn't really like to shop and if she does its not usually with me; she goes with her college friends. And if we do go shopping, its usually in antique shopping picking up cute little trinkets and such. Which I don't really qualify as shopping. My shopping buddy is Amber, and since she had moved in with Brad, I haven't seen much of her sadly. So if I go it's usually alone or with Jerome. But Jerome is usually busy with school or work and so am I, so basically I never go. I pick up one more dress, examine it and hold it in my arms. We walk over to the dressing room and I take the pile of dresses from him.
"now sit." I grin opening the curtain to one of the rooms. He sits in a chair right outside the small dressing room. I change into a red one I pick up and immediately reject it, changing into another.
"so I'm curious, why did that even come up?"I hear Jerome ask.
"did what come up?" I question changing into a green dress. Ew. What was I even thinking picking this one? I strip out of it and into another as I add it onto the pile of no's.
"you and Fabian with kids and, stuff?" I exhale.
"I don't exactly remember, Jerome. Why you ask?" I question almost curiously, changing into another unflattering dress.
"cause you have me thinking about it now." He says, a bit of nervousness in his voice. I giggle. "let me see one of those dresses will you?"
"no, they look so bad. And what do you mean by thinking?" I ask.
"you have to let me see at least one." He pushes.
'maybe, if they all don't look so horrid." I compromise.
"how come we have new talked about this before?"
"I don't honestly know, I mean I've talked about it before with Nina, obviously, why haven't we?"
"I guess it hasn't been necessary I guess. It's just… odd to think about."
"yeah, I guess so." I change into a half decent dress, a dark rose red with a gathered, short skirt and a tight bodice with a black ribbon that laces around the waist of the dress and droops in a bow at the front. "have you ever thought about it?" I question my voice high and soft.
"I mean, yeah, not seriously sat down and thought about it, well until right now, but I have sorta imagined it." I step out of the dressing room holding my hair.
"zip me up?" I ask.
"how much have you and nina ever thought about this?" he carefully zips up the back of the dress slowly.
"girls, aside from guys, think about this every since we are little." I let out a light laugh and turn around and smile. "what do you think?" I ask hopefully. His blue orbs light up in that glimmer that always me blush.
"you look gorgeous, like you always do." He smiles at me and his soft warm lips press down on to mine at I got those butterflies like I always have for the past five year I suppose for the rest of my life. "so you and nina have really been thinking about that for that long." he chuckles.
"like I said, every girl does." I state.
"that's not what I mean, and you know what I mean, Sarah." Jerome slightly pushes.
"well between Amber getting married, and the whole thing with your parents and the weird dream thing happening with both me and nina and on top of it, school and at work, I mean for the third time this month someone got engaged that I know. I just think about what I'd be like to have a family. A good one, a real one where it's not broken, and I can drive my son to soccer practice or my daughter to dance lessons." I mumble on, rambling at this point I must have been. Jerome pulls me into a hug.
"Someday." He promises. "With a house, on the quiet side of London, I promise."
"if I tell you a secret, promise not to tell?" I ask quietly. Jerome looks down at me curiously.
"what is it?" he asks cautiously.
"Nina…" I start. "she wants to move… Back to America."
"Surely you must be joking." Jerome scoffs.
"No. She wants her and Fabian to live in America, move back to Pennsylvania. She's home sick I think."
"what do you mean she's home sick? The girl has been here about six years and she visits constantly, and she wants Fabian to just go with her?" he asks, unbelieving the words I just spoke, I, still in shock from when she told me.
" She misses her family, being where she grew up." I explain. I can understand why Nina wants to go back, she has family and friends back in America, people she misses and cares for. I don't have that though, so I wouldn't want to go back. "And you just know Fabian will go with her. He won't just let her go like that. You know that."
"This is bloody unbelievable." He rubs his forehead. I think that this isn't about losing Nina to Jerome, or honestly to me for that matter. I think its more about us losing Fabian. Our best friend. Our tutor. Our voice of reason. To have him gone would be like missing an arm. "he wouldn't just pack up and leave."
"If I said I wanted to move back would you come with me?" I ask hypothetically.
"Of course I would, love." He says sternly.
"The of course Fabian will go with Nina. He loves her. It would be so horrible to see him leave, Nina too, but he would give up the world for her. We both know that." He takes a breath. "And I don't mean she wants to leave tomorrow. Nothing is set in stone or anything. Its just something she would like to do."
"I can see you throwing a fit on how you wouldn't be able to see your god children, though." He jokes. I laugh.
"Me too, now let me change and then we can head home. Remember say nothing or i will come in the middle of the night and kill you."
"I love you too, sweetheart." I grin and give him a kiss.
"you know I love you." I wink and go back into the dressing room and change.
review.! oh and you all should listen to Elle me dit by Mika and anyone who saw X-men first class, it was awesomee, i wasent happy with a few things like how Mystique picked eric over charles. AND THE GUY WHO PLAYED CHARLES WAS SOOO HOTT.! :3 justsayinnn.