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Okay, I love this pairing as much as Jara, which is really saying something! Imma do something different with this story: you guys tell me what you want! Leave a review telling me things such as plot turns, events, and whether or not there should be smooching! XD

I cautiously stuck my head out the door, looking down the hall at the way the slimeball had scrambled.

I knew it.

I surveyed first the top of the stairs, then down each step to the very bottom, where there lay a maroon- clothed heap. At first I had felt sudden worry, just listening to the sounds of the fall, but now that I saw the jerk lying there pathetically, I felt slight satisfaction. That's what he got for messing with me. I withdrew my head and shut the door with a smirk.

I hesitated for a moment by the door, then, brushing the little accident aside, I waltzed to my closet to pick out some clothes, determined to not let Edison bother me anymore.

However, as I lay my clothes out on my bed, I began to feel a little pang of guilt and worry. There was absolutely no sound drifting up from downstairs besides the slight hum of my housemates' voices from the dining room, and everything just felt… unnatural. Surely if the slimeball was just faking it as I had first suspected, he would have gotten up by now? I mean, it had been about five minutes, and I was positive his attention span was much less.

Suddenly, the door once again was flung open, but this time it wasn't Eddie. I quickly observed this fact, and put down the lamp I picked up and wielded dangerously.

It was Mara again, and she had an expression of worry on her face.

"What?" I questioned curiously, in my thick accent. My stomach fluttered with butterflies; I was positive she had only just discovered Eddie, and that's what this was about.

"It's Eddie, he's hurt."

I felt a little flood of panic.

"No, Mara, he isn't," I reassured myself. "He's just pretending."

Mara worked her mouth, then looked around nervously.

"Patricia… there's…" she hesitated and I raised my eyebrows demandingly.

"… blood…" she finished quietly.

"WHAT?" My insides churned as I shoved past her and out the door, not even bothering to snatch my robe off the foot of the bed. My heart leapt in my throat and guilt pounded inside me as I sprinted down the hall. What if he had honestly been searching for the bathroom? After all, he'd only been here two days…

There was a loud buzz of voices, and everyone was surrounding the little, crumpled form of the slimeball.

I came to a jerky stop at the top of the stairs, but no one noticed me. Fabian and Nina were commanding everyone to do different things, but no one was even looking at them. Amber squealed and clutched onto Alfie's arm with white knuckles as he tried to shove her off, and Jerome watched silently, for once with a straight face. Joy finally looked up and saw me. She looked so scared.

I felt Mara's hand on my shoulder, but no sooner than she had made contact with me, I rushed down the stairs hurriedly, coming to stop at the American's pathetic form.

"Eddie?" I questioned lamely, suddenly scared and stiff.

There was a hush in the room, except for Amber's worried whimpering emitting from somewhere behind everyone else.

"Eddie!" I demanded, kicking his foot lightly. I drew in a quick breath as I noticed scarlet blood dripping from a gash unseen because of his lush, blonde spikes.

"EDDIE!" I yelled, angry at him for not waking up. Panic gripped my throat.

"Patricia…." Nina started, fear in her voice.

"Someone get a teacher!" I commanded loudly. "Get Victor!"

I looked around frantically. "GO!" Everyone started, and Fabian, red- faced and shaky, ran past me up the steps to Victor's office.

I bent down and placed a hand on Eddie's slim chest, shaking him.

"Eddie! Slimeball! Freak! Wake up!" I thought I saw his mouth twitch slightly.

"Did you see that? Did anyone see that?" I questioned desperately, but everyone stared back silently. It was dead quiet now, and my panicked voice was the only thing that echoed through the house.

There were a few thumps from above, and muffled, deep voices. Victor was coming!

I leaned all the way down to Eddie's motionless face, and said quietly, "Eddie, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you, and I didn't mean to hurt you! I'm sorry, please…"

It didn't look like he was breathing, and I freaked out even more.

Victor and Fabian walked down the stairs quickly behind me, and Mara darted to the bottom and ended up by Jerome, who she leaned into slightly. I looked up at everyone once more. Alfie and Amber were clutching onto each other, although I don't think Alfie realized it, Joy was looking directly at me with a sad expression, Nina was staring at Fabian behind me in fear, and Mara and Jerome were now holding hands, Mara looking like she needed support, and Jerome looking happy at the step forward in their relationship. I knew Mara couldn't stand the sight of blood.

"Move over," Victor commanded gruffly, and I looked up at him desperately, obliging.

"How did this happen?" Victor interrogated angrily as he bent down to examine Eddie.

Everyone looked at each other nervously as I opened my mouth to speak.

AH! Poor Eddie! Don't worry, he will not die, since I'm totally in love with him…. XD Thank you guys so much, all of you, for the reviews and story subscriptions already! I'll try to update again later today! Thank youuuu!