WARNING: SEXUAL INFERENCES AND INTIMATE MOMENTS!
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Oh and Drake is BOLD, Jessica is normal~
Good morning and Goodbye
I think I'm drowning
Asphyxiated
I want to break the spell
That you've created
I woke up in the morning a little dazed. For a moment, I was confused on why I was in a bedroom and who was in my arms, but that's when it hit me. Last night was my first time with Jessica, and even though I didn't have much experience, I'm sure that I did great. After all, her loud moans from last night were answer enough.
I looked down at her to see her still sleeping; well, she might as well get as much sleep as she possibly could. After all, she'll be gone by midnight tonight. This thought lingered in my head, but I shook my head as if to get rid of it as I got up off the bed.
Once up, I searched the room for my clothes that was savagely ripped off me by her. I smirked 'Who knew she could be such an animal?'
I found my shirt, jeans, belt, and gun, but where the hell did my boxers go? For a few moments, I stood there scratching my head, when I realized, there was only one place it could be, the bed.
With a small yawn, I walked back to the bed and lifted the blanket, revealing that scarred pale beauty still sleeping. She began to stir, but I was focused on finding my boxers; I had to be in Caine's office soon, or I should be in his office by now since today was the day we harassed Sam, his brother. I smiled at the thought that Sam was Caine's brother and that nurse was his mother, a great situation for the 'Fearless Leader.'
"What are you doing?" Jessica groaned as I moved her a little in case she was sleeping on my boxers.
"Looking for something," I shifted the pillows aside. "Found it! Wait, how did it get up here?"
Jessica raised an eyebrow at me, a smirk on her lips, "Are you really asking that?"
"No, it's a rhetorical question." I smirked as I leaned down to devour her lips with mine. She pulled me in deeper for little while with her hands in my hair, but pushed me away to get up. I simply pushed her back down. "What's wrong, don't you want to have some more fun?"
"Mmm," she sighed as she outlined my lips with her forefinger. I pushed her hand aside and went right for her neck. Jessica continued, "I do, but we don't have any condoms."
"So?" I asked between kisses.
"So," she pushed me off and got up. "I don't want to be pregnant. What if I poof on out of here, back into the real world and the first thing that happens it that I find out I'm pregnant…with your child, Drake, who's gonna take care of it?"
I rolled my eyes at her. "Get an abortion for all I care." This comment, however, received a glare of a thousand daggers from her. I wasn't scared of it, but, if looks could kill, I would most likely be dead. She turned her back on me.
"Drake," she began tensely. "Isn't Caine waiting for you?"
This darkened my mood, but I kept my mouth shut. Instead, I got up, pulled on the rest of my clothes and headed out of the room, leaving her behind.
Do you know what it's all about
Are you brave enough to figure out
Know that you could set your world on fire
If you are strong enough to leave your doubts
I used the stairs that lead right into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast/lunch, since it was almost one in the afternoon, and then head on out. However, when I walked in, Caine and Diana were already seated at the kitchen table. I nodded at Caine, but glared at Diana.
"Hello there, Drake, you look well rested," Diana smirked. I walked right past her towards the kitchen cabinets to find some breakfast bars to wolf down, ignoring her smirk the whole time.
"You know the next door kids came to my office this morning, telling a very odd story," Caine stated coolly. I grimaced slightly, but shrugged at him. Caine continued, "They said they heard moans and screams from this house…they think you have a ghost problem."
I only laughed at that. "Stupid kids."
"Do you have a 'ghost' problem?" Caine asked as he watched me scarf down a chewy bar.
I simply shrugged. "Depends on what you mean by 'ghost?'"
"Sex, Drake, he means sex." That dark haired bitch rolled her eyes. "Did you have sex, with Jessica?"
"Yes, he did." That other voice sighed as it entered the kitchen. I grinned as she walked over with her arms crossed.
"Jessica," Caine said slightly surprised, but regained his cool exterior immediately. "Happy birthday, today is the big one-five, right?"
"No, it's tomorrow." She walked past him and Diana, right to me. She stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on my lips before grabbing up a chewy bar from the box. I raised an eyebrow at her, but just as I was about to say something, someone burst right through the front door yelling for me. I rolled my eyes recognizing the voice as Chaz's, an annoying follower of mine.
Jessica yelled, "We're all in the kitchen, Chaz!" The boy ran in gasping for air making me roll my eyes at him; this would take some time.
I put an arm around Jessica, letting my fingers tug at the waistband of her skirt, but she smacked my hand away. I narrowed my eyes at her; however, Chaz called my attention away from her.
"Sam and Astrid are shopping at Ralph's, you guys better hustle if you're gonna get him there," Chaz huffed, still trying to regain his breath.
Caine looked at me and I nodded my head in understanding. Swiftly, I moved away from Jessica to go get my gun from the living room. I told Caine I would meet them outside in a minute, he simply walked on out, after casting a short glance at Jessica. However, I didn't stop to talk to her, I had more pressing matters now; she understood.
"Have fun," Jessica sighed just as I was about to walk out; I turned briefly and winked at her, causing her to simply grin.
You're something beautiful
A contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
I didn't have a lot of time, but I had to go home and get my guns to catch that little disappearing bitch, Astrid, and her retard brother so as not to let down Caine again. However, I might have some time to squeeze in a short make out session with Jessica. I smirked at that thought, but that smirked dropped when I entered the house.
There were no dogs barking at me; that was not a good sign. Even from the backyard, those mutts would bark at me, but nothing. The house was silent…dead silent.
I frowned as I checked my digital watch; it was only three PM… she still had nine hours until she left. Where could she be? With a disgruntled growl, I walked into the living to grab my guns and leave. I can always find Jessica later; after all, she could just be out walking her dogs since there was nothing else for her to do.
Just as I lifted the beautiful rifle I used just the other day, almost killing Jessica, something fell to the ground. Confused, I bent down and picked it up; it was a piece of paper with my name on it. I looked to the left, then right before opening it, still confused. However, reading the first line, my body tensed up unexpectedly. It was a note from Jessica.
Dear Drake,
Only been five days since I met you and those were the best days of my life, especially last night. I'm not sure, when you'll find this and read it, but if it's before midnight then you better run down to the beach so we can have one last game of who's in control (unless you're busy), but if it's after midnight then, be safe, kill lots and make sure NO ONE touches my blade collection.
-Jessica Maria Vasquez
P.S – Knives are way better than guns! And I'll always have control over you, Babe.
You
Will be the death of me
Yeah, you
Will be the death of me
With a grimace, I set the note down on the table that had all my guns on it; my most prized possessions. I shook my head as if to get rid of the images of being in this house without having at least an argument a day with her or having a game of who's in control, which has always been me. With haste, I slung the rifle over my shoulder, pocketed my pistol and slammed the front door behind me.
Maybe this was all a trick, just a dirty trick by that slut. It was something Jessica would do, a cruel joke, but that only made me smirk; however, a frown replaced it.
I paused for a second, just a second, waiting for those damn barks, but nothing.
"I was a fool to believe," I sang as I sat down on wet sand, the edge of my skirt soaking up the salt-water. "A fool to believe; it all ends today, yes it all ends today…"
My eyes fluttered closed as I buried my face in my hands. I couldn't go on singing, my voice was starting to crack, but my eyes were dry. My last day and I couldn't even cry properly!
I don't want to leave…I can't leave. I wanted to stay in the FAYZ with Drake, not poof off somewhere unknown.
'What if it wasn't unknown? What if you knew where you were disappearing to, would you still stay?' that voice from the back of my head asked.
I sobbed dryly, "Yes, for Drake, I would stay."
'Even if he doesn't return your feelings?' it asked once again.
"Of course," I barely whispered.
'Really?'
"Yes," I said louder.
'I don't believe you…'
I stood up angrily, "Damn it, brain! I would stay even if it meant death; a life without Drake now is basically death anyways!"
'If you care for him, then why are you leaving him?'
"I don't have a choice…" I became weak again as I thought of the poof. Emma and Anna were already gone, I heard about it on my walk over to the beach, soon it would be my time. I fell to my knees and looked out at the ever so calm waters.
The sun was already setting, filling the sky with those beautiful hues of reds, oranges and purples; I always wanted to take art classes, so that one day I could paint this scene, but now, I'll never have the chance.
"Why me?" I asked as if I would be receiving a response.
'Stop being so dramatic, you heard that it happened to Emma and Anna, the two nicest girls…'
"So?"
'If it happened to nice girls, it can most definitely happen to someone like you.'
"Hey, what are you implying," I snapped.
'It's happening to everyone, not just you.'
I was about to respond back, but that's when I realized that I was talking to myself. This was great; a few hours from death and I resorted to talking to myself. Then again, it was either that or singing songs from The Moulin Rouge, and my singing was not exactly the best thing in the world.
"Inside my heart is breaking," I began again as I went back to just sitting on my knees, waiting. "My make-up may be flaking, but my smile…still stays on."
I closed my eyes once more, and buried my face in my hands.
I didn't want to leave. There was still so much I had yet to do in my life, such as, finish high school, go to college, travel the world, get married, have children…then after all that, death at a ripe old age, but not now. Not after, I found Drake.
'What happened to your fighting spirit?' that voice asked, but my body racked with dry sobs. I had no fighting spirit; there was no way of escaping it.
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
Maybe if I squinted, I could see her on the beach, in almost absolute darkness with just the moonlight as my light source.
"What are you doing?" that annoying little pipsqueak voice asked.
I growled, "None of your fucking business, Computer Jack. You find everything you need?"
"I could use some…" The sentence died on his tongue as I put the barrel of the gun right in the middle of his forehead. "Almost, I'm just going to search this last house."
I simply nodded my head, jaw clenched and finger on the trigger. As much as I did as Caine said out of that small fear of disappointing him, all because he had the power, I didn't understand why Diana couldn't do this. I needed to go out searching for Jessica and drag her skinny ass back to the house. She's under my command, meaning she'll leave when I tell her to leave. Then again, appointing me to this job meant I'm better than Diana is, but those words that Jessica uttered to me on the third day I was with her, made me doubt it.
'Caine is a boy, and boys like girls'
My grip on my gun tightened. However, that annoying boy snapped me out of my thoughts.
"I'm done." I could hear the fear in the small boy's voice. I didn't look at him as I walked back to the SUV. Cookie was driving this time, but he was nervous about driving in the dark; that is until I aimed my handgun at him, telling him to hurry it up.
However, I looked out the window, my thumb turning the safety on and off, repeatedly. I wasn't nervous; I was simply in deep thought about how to defeat the poof, if there was a way. After all, I was going to poof in a month and I didn't want to leave just yet. There was Diana and I had to make her life hell. Carve that delicate flesh off her body, watch her bleed to death with Caine possibly watching off on the side on the verge of death himself.
However, all those thoughts disappeared when I returned to last night. I wanted her. That is all I wanted, power over her like I had last night making her scream out my name. That tender scarred body pressed up against mine, her nails digging into my back-
"Do you know how to handle that thing?" that shrill voice that I hated oh so much, interrupted my thoughts. I shot a glare at her but Caine answered for me. Jaw clenched yet again, I stared out the window wondering when Cookie stopped the car and got them, but it didn't matter.
My eyes wandered to the dashboard of the car, in red, 10:00 AM blinked back at me. I grimaced, but didn't say anything.
I wanted freedom
Bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
But I'm addicted
"What's wrong Drake, your sex toy leaving tonight and she didn't stick around to say goodbye?" Diana laughed cruelly.
"You have no right to talk about her, you filthy bitch," I growled. Jessica was mine and I'm the only one who had the right to talk about her in any way I wanted, no one else should dare say her name.
"Why not?" her smirk only widened, "Have a soft spot for her?"
I narrowed my eyes thinking 'I have a soft body part for her, if that's what you mean.' However, before I could respond, Caine snapped, "Shut up, both of you. We're going to Coates and if the others see you two fighting, they're going to get ideas. Diana, Drake is not capable of having 'soft spots' for anyone and Drake, just forget about Jessica. We're better off without her dragging us down. She's absolutely no use to me anymore."
I wanted to raise my gun at him and just blow his damn head off already, but I needed him. I can't do that yet, but all in good time, I'll get him. After that, all the power will be mine and I'll be the one running Coates and Perdido Beach. Just have to wait for the right moment…
You,
Will squeeze the life out of me
Zack jumped on me, making me groan as I pushed him off me. However, the damage was already done; his slobber was all over my face.
I had let Sophia and Zack go out in the plaza earlier, because I didn't want them to watch me simply vanish into thin air, but they had kept trying to follow me back. I yelled at Zack to sit and stay, which he did but I guess didn't stay there for long.
Sophia was with him, naturally, and lay down at my side, while Zack sat in an alert position on my other side. However, I simply rested my head against the strong figure of Zack, with on hand on Sophia. Even though I didn't want them here to watch, it was better than waiting to leave, alone.
The night had enveloped me hours ago but I was still there; meaning it was not quite midnight yet.
I was dreading the moment to come, but at the same time, I wished it would just hurry up and take me. There was nothing worse than waiting for an end you knew was coming; just like a man on death row.
First, you're walking down the long cement corridor in chains towards your doom as painful thoughts of how things could be different if only you had been good in the first place. Then, you're strapped into the bed while people watched from a window as if it were some kind show. Your mind is racing, your heart is hammering away wildly in your chest, waiting, simply waiting for the poison to enter your body. Finally, you stop breathing and your soul is sent to hell for all your crimes.
I was the criminal on death row and my crime… Not mourning over my family's disappearance, not helping Mother Mary at the daycare, wanting to live out my life, but the biggest felony, falling in love with Drake Merwin.
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
The FAYZ was the audience, watching me, waiting for the poison to take me away for the crimes I have committed. However, what crimes did the twins commit? What crimes did anyone above the age fourteen commit? We were all sinful creatures, but why does the FAYZ have any reason to condemn us?
I stood up angrily and screamed, "You fucking bastard! I didn't commit any crimes! I'm not guilty! I'M NOT GUILTY!" I ran out into the water with Zack and Sophia barking at my side loudly, but there was no one around to hear. No one around to care.
I dropped into the water, but simply stared out at the distance. The water came up to my waist, but I didn't care. If I ended up drowning, at least it was a death I would be able to fight, but the poof…I didn't even know what it was, how could I prepare for that? Obviously, I couldn't.
But our time is running out
But our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
I kept my mouth shut the whole time Caine had me do all the dirty work, such as tie up Andrew so that he couldn't move while Caine made Computer Jack videotape Andrew's poof, thinking that he could catch something about the odd disappearance to avoid his own. However, my thoughts turned to Jessica, whether she was smart enough to defeat the poof on her own.
She was a strong girl, even though I would never openly admit it, she was very strong. Yet, that's all thanks to me, I made her tough, but maybe she was tough to begin with and I was simply hardening her more. Either way, I know she can beat the poof…she better, who else was going to play with me at night? I smiled briefly.
Caine barked orders at me, a scowl replaced the smile. Still, as I tied up Andrew even more, I was happy that Jessica wasn't here to be watched by Caine. That would only leave her in his hold and there was no way I'm going to let him get a hold of her, she was under my control, not his.
One second he was there and the next he was gone. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose as images of Jessica standing alone on the beach one second, and then gone the next.
Then again, Andrew had been tempted by the 'bright flower', as Caine put it. Jessica would never be tempted by that, she'd never be tempted by anything. Well, there were knives but she knew she had a wonderful collection back at home. She can't be tempted by the green monster, she'll see right through the thing…
I raised my arm up and chanced a glanced at my watch.
How did it come to this?
11:45 PM
Fifteen minutes until she left for good. Can I reach her in time? Warn her and keep her?
Coates Academy was quiet; everyone was asleep. I could sneak out and be back before Caine even noticed. Then again, what I was up to was none of his business; I can leave whenever I wanted to as long as I came back.
Without wasting another second thinking about Caine, I ran to the SUV outside and jumped into the driver's seat. Thankfully, the keys were right on the dashboard, since I didn't quite know how to hotwire a car just yet.
The engine came to life and soon I was driving down back towards town at the fastest speed I could possibly manage in the dark without killing myself. Even though, I was in sort of a hurry to save her skinny ass, I still had my own life I had to look after.
When I save her, would that put her more under my control? Obviously, she would be grateful for me saving her sorry little ass, meaning she would have to be under my control. After all, I don't save people without some charge. However, out of the corner of my eyes I saw the minutes quickly turning. She didn't have much time left. I had to reach her soon or else…
Yeah, you
Will suck the life out of me
At first, I didn't notice anything, but after a few moments, I noticed Zack was moving in a very sluggish manner. I frowned when looked over at Sophia, only to see her do the same thing. Then I heard her.
"Jessica," the soft voice hit me at the very core. I looked up, shielding my eyes with a hand because of the rather bright light; but through the gaps in my fingers, I could make out my mother.
I sobbed, "Mom?"
"Yes darling," she smiled angelically. A smile I haven't seen since my parent's very first argument when I was a child. "It's me, mom. Oh, my beautiful Jessica, look at how much you've changed in the past couple days."
"Yeah," I nodded my head at first, but frowned. "What are you doing here? What's going on?"
"I'm here to take you home," she said with the same smile. Her hands reached out towards me, but I stared at it warily. "Come home Jessica, your family misses you."
"Family?" I asked, my frown deepening. What family was that? Last time I checked, my father spent his nights on the couch, my mother was developing a drinking addiction and my sister was becoming the town's whore. Who would call that a family?
"Yes, Jessica, family." With that sweet smile still in place, she continued, "We are a big family now; your father, sister and I have become a nice big family. No more problems, you can come back home now."
I searched her eyes for any trace of lies, but couldn't find any or didn't want to find any. However, I took a step back when I thought about Drake. I had to stay with Drake, not go with this possible lie.
Bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
I left the engine idling as I jammed the gear into park and jumped out of the passenger seat. I didn't bother closing the door; I had to get to her, if she wasn't already gone yet. It was two minutes past midnight, but I had to check.
It's hard running in the sand, but I made it through wildly searching for her. My gun tucked in my belt in case that monster tried to take her by force. However, I froze when I saw her standing at the water's edge father down the beach; Sophia and Zack at her side barking wildly, but she didn't seem to take any notice of it.
But our time is running out
But our time is running out
You can't push it underground
You can't stop it screaming out
I cupped my hands over my mouth and yelled, "Jessica!"
"Jessica, come home," her hands opened up in an embrace. Memories of all those times when she used to hug me close to her came flooding back. Perhaps I could have just one more hug, just one.
She couldn't hear me. Her hands were reaching out and there was a sad smile on her face. I had to reach her before it got her.
How did it come to this?
Just as I was about to wrap my arms around my mother, something tackled me down and a horrid scream pierced the dark night. I would've covered my ears, but something heavy was pinning me down on the wet grainy ground.
For a split second, everything was silent. However, whatever was on top of me began yelling.
"You idiot!" That voice I thought I never would hear again yelled, "I yelled out your name at least a hundred times! Are you fucking deaf?"
"Drake?" my eyes were wide with surprise, but my heart was pounding wildly. "What time is it?"
"After midnight," my jaw dropped wide open as a wave of relief and joy swept over me. I was confused too, but right now, I was just overflowing with relief.
"I'm alive," I said excitedly.
"Yeah," he got up off me, pulling me up roughly. "No thanks to me! I saved your skinny ass from some freaky death."
I looked at my hands, patted my body down with my hands and wiggled my toes, letting the sand squish in between each of them while Drake kept yelling at me. I looked at him with a big grin and without a single word, attacked him with a hug that sent us both to the ground.
"I'm alive and on top," I laughed before plunging in for a kiss to shut him up. Sophia and Zack were jumping around and barking wildly, but I ignored them for the moment. However, Drake growled and pushed me onto my back, so that he was on top, but it didn't matter. I was still here and with Drake, nothing could possibly go wrong now.
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I do not own Gone or the song 'Time is Running Out' by Muse (3)
Valkerie- No, there was not pov switch~ ^^" It was Jessica's dream
Thank you Caris and Valkerie for the reviews on the last chapter, and everyone else who have been reviewing every now and then~ ^_^ Also, special thanks to Caris for looking over the chapter making sure Drake is in character and that the grammar is not completely apalling~!
Okay, now I'm going to try have a little mini contest between stories with the most reviews. So far, Choices has beaten Secret and Lies, and 'Til Death Do Us Part (which was getting the most hits). I wonder if this story will beat Not Logical (121) and Logically in Love (40). So REVIEW! Please~ ^_^