I warn that there is character death. Minor Drug use
Also after this chapter, there will be a time jump!
It was the next day and Elena was worried.
Damon hadn't arrived at home last night.
Stefan dropped her off at home, driving her car and left her there.
She had a long hot shower and then she threw up again. She took another shower and cleaned herself thoroughly. After the shower, she went to bed. It was six and she went to bed alone and woke up alone.
Damon hadn't arrived home last night and Elena was worried.
It was seven in the morning and she would be a little late to school but she didn't care. All she worried about was where was Damon.
She texted him. The text was filled with rage.
Where are you? Why didn't you come home last night?
She placed the phone on the bed and picked out her clothes. Her phone was ringing on the bed and she worked her arms through the holes of the shirt as she made her way towards her phone.
She opened her phone and saw that it was Damon.
I stayed over at Stefan's. I'm sorry. I won't be mad if you stayed mad at me, just something bad happened last night.
She kept rereading the message.
What could have happened last night that Damon couldn't come home?
Elena didn't know and she hoped it wasn't because he beat up Alaric or Matt.
If Elena thought about it and she wasn't pregnant and a guy, she would have went after Alaric, but she wasn't a guy and she was a girl and she was pregnant.
She could blame Damon for this, for her being pregnant, but she loved him to much. She cared for him too much.
She texted him back, not sure what to say.
What happened?…Did you beat up anybody?
She didn't mean to make it sound so wrong. To blame him for something like that but she wasn't sure what to say. She wasn't sure how to ask him so she might as well ask him straight forward. She sent the message and placed the phone down, putting on the rest of her outfit.
For that school day, she decided to wear a dark brown sweater to match her eyes and hair. The brown sweater was tight against her tiny breast, making them bigger. She was slipping into a pencil-skirt that was black and curved around her ass and pulled out her flats when her phone rung again.
No…Matt got jumped last night. His mother called Stefan's so after work. I came over to Stefan's to watch his mother while Stefan went to go check on Matt. He's in pretty bad shape. I wish I could have done the beating, but I didn't. I didn't.
Elena believed him. She wasn't sure why she did, but she did. Damon didn't beat up Matt but someone did. Someone attacked Matt and hurt him. All Elena could think about was who; Alaric or one of Damon's friends.
Elena texted him back with an okay and I believe you. She told him that she wasn't mad and she would be heading off to school.
It was minutes later when her phone vibrated again.
Stefan will be over to drive you to school. He'll be there in ten minutes. I'll see you at school, but I still have to go to work. I miss you.
Elena sent him back that she missed him and that she had to finished getting dressed. And that she loved him. She placed the phone in her bag and got back to dressing, she wasn't sure what she was going to do.
Someone beat up Matt and even though she was in trouble for herself and Damon for not keeping their hands to themselves. Matt had told. Matt had opened his mouth and told.
She was stuck because of him. She could have lost her dream job because of him.
She didn't wish that he rotted in hell but that he realized what he was giving up.
Was it worth it in the end?
Was it?
Because in the end, it doesn't really matter.
Matt would get fucked either way.
And he did.
Someone fucked in the ass and left him for dead.
Almost. Almost.
;..;
"I bought baby booties." Katherine was screaming into the phone with excitement.
Elena rolled her eyes and scoffed into the phone as Stefan made a right turn. He was driving her car again and Elena was sitting in the passenger seat on the phone with her sister.
The baby wasn't even there yet and she was already buying baby clothes.
"The baby isn't even here yet. Why are you buying clothes again?"
It was silence on Katherine's side of the phone. She was biting her lip and looking at the sealed and taped boxes that crowded her living room.
Ben's things were wrote all over it.
He was moving out.
"I'm trying to distract myself, sis. I'm tired of this shit."
Elena wasn't fazed. Katherine wasn't a 'beat around the bush' type of girl. She said it out and straight forward were as Elena had to really go around the bush at least six times or so before she said what was on her mind.
"What are you tired of?"
It was a simple question that was asked.
A simple question that could have went with a simple answer but Katherine was going to tell her sister everything.
Ben was coming by later to pick up the rest of his things, anyway.
"Ben is leaving me. We got into a fight a couple of nights ago. He told me he was tired of this shit. He said he wanted someone knew and this is all shit because I don't have a date for the party. I'm going to be alone and you know that Aunt Isobel is just sooo going to rub that fact that I don't have a man in my life."
Elena heard her sister sob into the phone for a split second before she heard her let out a loud huff.
She didn't want to cry. Elena understood.
"I'm sorry about that, but think about it as this way. You can go back out in the dating world."
Elena smiled. She was laughing because her sister finally understood what it meant when one was alone. She understood the heart-break and everything in between.
She could finally understand.
"I don't want to go in dating world. I want to get this over with. I'm sick of this. Okay, I just want to take a random guy to the party, show his sexy ass off and then have sex with him hours later after that. Yup, that's my plan."
Stefan turned his head to look at Elena. She was grinning and laughing. She had on her hand on her throat and was choking on her laughter. He thought he had to help her but she continued laughing and it didn't look like she was dying.
"I'm serious….why won't you hook me up with one of your stupid cow's friends. I know he has friends. ALL hot guys hang together, it's like a secret club thing."
Elena laughed at her sister's words and then looked over at Stefan. He was driving and tapping his fingers to the music that was softly playing through the radio.
He looked so pleasant. So hot.
Bingo!
Elena pulled her phone from her ear and covered it on her shirt.
"Stefan, what are you doing a couple of weekends from now?"
Stefan looked at Elena and looked at her confused before he stopped at the red light.
His green eyes were dancing with emotion as he looked at her. He had on a white shirt with, "Vampires suck." across his front. He had on dark jeans with brown ruffed up shoes. His hair was a little wild on his head as he looked at her. He reminded her of an wild animal.
The red light turned green and he drove off.
"Nothing. Why?"
Elena picked up her phone off her shirt and looked at it. Her sister was yelling up a storm at someone.
"My Aunt Isobel throws these formal parties every year and my sister, Katherine, doesn't have a date. I was wondering if you would be her date."
Elena placed her phone to her ear and heard her sister crying. She was crying.
"What happened?" She stopped paying attention to Stefan as she worried about her sister.
"Ben just came by. It's too fucking early for this shit. He just…he confessed he's fucking Robin. Our cousin. Our stupid cow cousin. He's been fucking her. He got HER pregnant. He's been staying with me just because...I hate this."
"Sure. It'll be fun. My mother's brother is coming down to watch her anyway."
Elena looked at Stefan and smiled.
She turned her attention back to her phone and cleared her throat to catch her sister's attention.
"I got you a date."
Katherine quickly stopped crying and sniffed as she took in what her sister said.
Her sister found her a date.
"Is he hot?" She was still sniffling and rubbing her eyes on her baggy gray shirt.
"He's just as hot as Damon could be." Elena laughed at her joke.
Katherine thought it over and tapped her chin.
"Damon is kind of hot." Katherine paused and then licked her bottom lip. "But Damon's yours. Can I meet this date of mine?"
Elena was impressed by this. Her sister sounded better than minutes ago where she was yelling and complaining about Ben.
"I'll ask. We are at school so I'll ask him later."
"Sure, do that. He better be hot Elena because Robin is going to be at that party and I want her fucking mouth to drop to the floor as soon as I walk in with this guy you set me up. If he's not hot, I'll wait nine months and steal my nephew and raise him as my kid."
Stefan pulled up in the parking lot and Elena made a grab for her purse. She opened the car door and got out, placing her feet on the ground as she closed the door and walked over to Stefan. He handed her the keys to her car. She mouthed thank you for the ride and for going with her sister to the party and they both separated.
"You can't steal my kid. We don't even know if it's a boy. I'm hoping it's a girl."
Katherine laughed and then kicked over a box that Ben had left. He was packing the rest of his stuff into his car and Katherine wanted to wreck havoc just a little.
"I find this funny. I always thought I'd end up pregnant, not you."
"Yeah, life's a funny thing."
Elena bit her lip and told her sister her goodbyes. Then she hung up the phone and headed inside of the school. She wasn't late and the students were still loitering the halls, talking to their friends.
Elena's heart fell as she saw a couple, holding hands and making out. Their tongues dueled.
She kept walking passed them though. Her head was held up high and she was staring straight ahead. She wouldn't worry about that. She worry about that at all.
She had a school to teach and a life inside of her to protect.
Protect.
;..;
Damon walked into the school. He was late. He was so late.
After he finished talking to Elena, he took a shower and heard Stefan leave to go pick up Elena. Stefan's mother was asleep next to a trashcan. Her headaches were causing her to lose control of her bodily fluids.
She threw up and peed.
When her headaches started, Damon and Stefan went to the hospital and talked to the nurses. They felt bad for Stefan's mother so gave him a new bedpan that was never used. Stefan accepted it and told them thank you.
His mother was happy. She hated peeing in the bed and Stefan had to pick up her wet sheets.
But he didn't complain.
Damon would have complained but not to her, but he caught himself because if Elena needed help like that. He would have done the same.
But that was hours earlier and now it was eight ten and he was late.
He had to go to work later but he wanted to go to school instead of sleep all day.
He wanted to see Elena.
He needed to see Elena.
It was still first period and he had enough time to see her.
He ran passed his locker and hurried towards Elena's class, not caring if a hallway monitor saw him. He wanted to see her.
Damon opened the door to her classroom and stepped inside. She was bent over Stefan's desk and they were talking. Everyone else was listening to their ipods as they finished the last minute touch ups of their stories.
Most of them were done.
Damon walked in and sat in the desk beside Stefan. He sat down and smiled at them both as he pulled out his tablet to write in his story.
He needed one more paragraph and he would be finished with it. He would work it on his breaks at work.
Elena smiled at him before asking him if he needed any help on the story. Damon shook his head no and sent her a look that she new well and passed between them two while in class.
He was going to text her.
Elena nodded her head at him and nothing and walked over towards her desk. She sat down in her chair and pulled out her phone, quickly her thumbs went over the individual buttons.
The students looked up and didn't say anything.
Elena didn't care if they texted in class or listened to their ipods in creative writing class. In her English class, that was a different story except for the same things.
They could text and talk and laugh but when the quizzes came out and there was a test. All that stuff was put away unless she took out her cell-phone. She made it a number one rule that if she brought out her cell or listening device, she didn't have an ipod, they could too. It was only fair.
Damon looked over his story as he waited for Elena to text him.
Minutes later his phone vibrated in his pocket. He dug through his pocket till he found his phone and he pulled it out of his pocket.
It was Stefan not Elena.
Damon checked the message and a smile came to his face as he read what it said.
Your girlfriend set me up with her sister for a party a couple of weekends from now. Is she hot?
Damon thought of Katherine.
If he was single and was not with Elena and was not in love with her and didn't knock her up. He'd think about going with Katherine. But he was with Elena and he loved her and she was having his kid, so Katherine was like spinach to him. Yuck.
He quickly texted Stefan back. His phone vibrating in his hand as he did so.
The message he sent to Stefan was;
Her sister, Katherine looks just like Elena, except for having bigger breast.
Damon looked at his other messages and noticed it was Elena.
U look hot in that dark blue shirt of yours and those jean pants. I want to rape you :)
Damon smiled and looked up at Elena. The tight brown sweater was making him have a stiff in his pants.
Ur horny minx. How about I teach you something for once. I'll call it the teaching of Mr. Salvatore.
Damon placed his phone into his lap as he started on his last paragraph.
His phone vibrated again, minutes later. He checked to see who it was. It was both Elena and Stefan.
He answered Stefan's first, to get that out of the way.
So your girl is a twin?
Damon smiled at Stefan as he moved his fingers over the keys.
Fuck yeah. Katherine's hot but I love Elena. If you want. I'll talk to Elena and set up a dinner so you can meet her...wait what about Anna?
He sent the message and looked at Elena's message.
I would love that. If you want, I can get a ruler and you can spank me. Maybe I'll wear a halter top and a short mini and dance for you in some boots.
Damon smiled. He was trying to hide the fact his erection was pressing up his pants.
You better quit before something bad happens. You little minx.
Damon sent the message and then was about to place his phone back into his lap but his phone vibrated again.
He checked the message and opened it. It was from Jeremy.
Dude, I did something really bad.
Damon sent him back what and waited. He was still trying to wonder who would beat up Matt. Him and Stefan were at the house when it happened and Tyler was on a date with Vickie.
That only left...Jeremy.
The messages came at him quick. The first was from Elena. She was smiling and telling him to do his work. He replied back that he was almost done. Stefan sent him a message with a sure and that would be cool. He also said that him and Anna weren't talking anymore. She told him that she was moving back with her mother. Damon sent him a message saying that sucked and that guys like them them deserved older women.
He sent the message and then looked at the message from Jeremy.
Jeremy solved all his answers but caused more problems, by his simple words.
I beat up Matt last night...
;..;
A couple of hours later...
Damon was at work and Jeremy was sitting at the bar in front of him. Jeremy was only seventeen so he ordered a coke, but Damon being behind the bar, slipped him some Jack Daniels. No one noticed and if they did, they didn't care.
They were getting paid.
Jeremy's hair was standing on end and he was wearing a gray jacket with blue-green plaid shorts. He had on sneakers and was drinking down the coke/JD that Damon had given him.
As soon as he told Damon what he did last night. Damon told him to meet up with him hours later at the Grill. Jeremy agreed to do so after he made Damon promise that he wouldn't tell a soul. Damon promised and told Jeremy to meet him later. Damon wanted to talk to Jeremy and asked what happened.
Jeremy was prepared for it but wasn't liking the silence between him and Damon.
He hated that. He hated it.
"What do you want to know?" Jeremy came out with it and rubbed his palm against his sweaty face. He felt like he was getting questioned by the cops like in California and that was the main reason him and his dad moved to Mystic Falls in the first place. But now because of him beating up Matt and him afraid that he would get caught, he'd have to move back. He already told his dad and his dad was perfectly fine with it. Something about not enough hot bitches. His dad never met Elena.
"Why did you do it?" Damon kept his voice low and in a whisper as the waitress came from behind the bar to serve the customers. He was leaning down on the bar and was facing Jeremy as Jeremy drowned his drink and tapped the glass lightly on the counter wanting another.
"I just felt my anger take over. Tyler was angry and Stefan was too but I was more mad. You trusted us with this secret and we all know what happens when teachers get involved with students. My brother got into some mess when he was my age. He's twenty six and his wife is forty. He lives in Canada. I can't stand the bitch though."
Damon leaned off the bar and grabbed the cup from Jeremy. He turned around poured Jeremy some more coke and then filled it with some JD. Damon turned back around and placed the nearly spilling drink in front of Jeremy.
"But why did you go after Matt? I could have done it. I still have to talk to Alaric. He put his hands on Elena. Stefan told me. I'm glad that you guys showed up when you did. I don't know what could have happened."
Damon didn't want to think about what could have happened. He would have killed Alaric if he would have raped Elena.
"Damon, you have a family. You have a girlfriend who loves you. Tyler has a girlfriend who's pregnant like you." Jeremy picked up the cup and took a big gulp of the drink. His brain was feeling dizzy and his throat was burning up just a little. But he didn't care. "Stefan has a mother to take care. When I first got here, last year, you guys welcomed me with open arms. I was the strange new kid from California with no friends, who's attracted to black chicks. I'm a fuck up." Jeremy took another sip of the drink and shook his woozy head. "You guys welcomed me and didn't care that I was the youngest. I love you guys for that. I wanted to give something back. You, Damon, on the first day saved me from Alaric. You just walked out of class and saved Alaric for bitching at me because he assumed I was making moon eyes at Cheslie, his assistant.
I'm grateful for all that you guys have done but it's time to leave. I can't be here." Jeremy looked at his messed up knuckles. They were still red from last night when he pummeled Matt's face in. He didn't stop still he heard the ringing of his phone. It was Bonnie asking him would he like some sex because he had the biggest dick she ever seen. He answered the call and spoke. He had beat Matt so much that he passed out. After him and Bonnie got off the phone, he ran. He ran as fast as he could. He cried as he ran. "Once Matt founds out that I did it. He'll send me to jail and I can't survive in jail. I can't. I won't do that to my dad. So I told him that were we leaving and he's perfectly find with it. He knows and doesn't care."
Jeremy kept drinking the rest of the drink and when he was finished. He slammed the cup on the counter.
"Your leaving?" Damon picked up the cup and pulled off the rag from off his shoulder and wiped off the stain that the cup made. He placed the cup behind him and looked back at Jeremy. He felt bad for him. He never knew, but he knew now. "Where are you going to go?"
"Canada with my older brother and his bitch of a wife. Me and my father. We already got the plane tickets. We'll be leaving tonight. I visited Bonnie earlier and told her. She's okay with it. I told her about the list and she told me that she knew. She overheard Miss. Cheslie talking about how big my dick was so decided she wanted to see how big. We fucked all day before I texted you. I wanted to get the last days out, you know. I told you because you would understood. Stefan would be bitching at me to work this out and stay to face my problems and Tyler. I don't know about him. He'd tell me to go and he'd wish that he could. But I don't want to bother you guys with this. We are all friends but you guys have lives of your own."
"Thanks Jeremy. Your a pal. I'd hate to beat Matt. He would have died if I did it." Damon laughed. He was trying to lighten up the mood between them but it wasn't working. Jeremy had this long on his face. He was feeling down and he was going to stay down.
"He almost died when I did it." Jeremy rubbed his temples from his forming headache and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was almost seven and his plane would be leaving at eight. Jeremy stood up and wobbled for a bit before he steadied himself. "I'll be heading out. Take care, Salvatore. If you have a boy, name him after me you hear."
Damon shrugged his shoulders and moved out of the way as a waitress was coming behind the bar to go inside of the kitchen behind him.
"You bet." Damon smiled and watched as Jeremy left.
He continued smiling and didn't even realize that was the last time he ever saw Jeremy...alive.
;..;
Exactly Eight P.M...
Jeremy rested in his seat with his eyes closed as the plane took off into the night. He even though he had his headphones in his ears and was listening to Eminem way up loud. He could hear the sounds of the airplane as it took. He could feel the wheels going back inside of the plane as it lifted off into the sky. He could hear the wind outside of the plane as it whooshes passed them as the airplane flew of into the sky.
Jeremy opened his eyes as something fell on his shoulder. He looked at saw that it was a bag of a woman's. She was pushing the bag inside of the compartment above him. She was wearing a tight red shirt that pushed her breast together and she was wearing short blue shorts. She didn't even bent low to see who the bag landed on. She just reached down and picked up the bag and pushed it back into the compartment. Her breast were thrusting inside of his face.
Jeremy instantly grew hard as he watched as her breast moved. She wasn't wearing a bra, that much he knew. He saw her hardening tips as she thrusted her breast in his face. He shook his head and closed his eyes.
He was still slight drunk and his dad had told him that he would meet him in Canada after he visited his sister. She was in California. His dad took another plane while Jeremy took this one. He combed his hair back and changed his clothes. He was wearing ripped blue jeans and a brown shirt with a monkey on it. It was old and the ends of the shirt were torn. Below the monkey, it said. "If monkeys and humans weren't related, why are humans hairy and scratch themselves when thinking." It was one of his favorite shirts and he wore it for this occasion because it felt comfortable to wear something like this.
Jeremy Timbers never got to relax unless he was away and high off his ass but when he came to Mystic Falls and appeared during the middle of first semester he saw them. The Gods as the women called them. Damon with his bad boy reputation. Stefan, the romantic and quiet type. Tyler who was the ultimate bad ass like Damon and Jeremy. He was also the oldest. He was nineteen. He started school really late. Then there was Matt. He was the second youngest and he was the football player. All the girls wanted to be near him but didn't want him. They wanted Damon, Tyler or Jeremy. They were all bad and Matt was the only good one. Jeremy even remembered how Matt told him one day that Caroline moaned out Damon's name. Jeremy assured him that Damon and Caroline and Damon NEVER fucked. But Matt went nuts and stopped talking to him. Jeremy didn't care though. He never really cared though. Stefan, Damon, Tyler helped him with his problems. They were like girls except with dicks. They didn't show much emotion but they were all there for each other. It was like a weird family. Tyler would be the father and Damon the oldest brother and then Matt and then him. That's what he saw in them and no one NEVER went behind their family. No matter what. So when they all realized it was Matt. Jeremy had got so angry that he went straight home and paced his home. His old self fueling his veins.
But that was all past and Jeremy was moving on with the future. All of that was past.
Jeremy sighed with relaxation and laid deeper into the seat, letting the next song come over him.
The days are cold livin' without you
The nights are long, I'm growing older
I miss the days alone, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over
Jeremy softly hummed to the song, ignoring his surroundings.
But that all came to an end when someone started tapping his shoulders.
He opened his eyes and removed the left headphone from his ear to look around. It was the woman who's bag fell on him. She had long red hair that was curled at the ends. Her hair was held back by a black headband that was on her head. She had pretty dark green eyes and she was smiling at him.
Which meant that she wanted to talk.
Jeremy pulled out his orange ipod and turned the volume down. He could still hear it and sighed as she began to speak.
If Proof could see me now, I know he'd be proud
Somewhere in me deep down, there's something in me he found
That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now
You try, it'll be them doors, on Dre's Phantom believe me clowns
That means suicide homie, you'll never throw me
Off of this course, blow me
Bitch I do this all for the sport only
But I want it all, I'm not just talking awards homie
Jeremy's fingers tapped to the song as he looked at the woman.
"Sorry about that. I was trying to grab some gum from my luggage but it seems I don't have any." The woman giggled and Jeremy shrugged his shoulders. He didn't want to talk to her. He wanted to stay quiet the entire time, but as the red head opened her mouth to speak. He knew his much needed quiet time wasn't happening.
Damn.
Continue, no stoppin' the force Obi, I'm moppin the floors
with them, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on droppin' the torch
and it won't be, long til this sport is O-V-
E-R, just blazin' and we knockin' them doors and no we
ain't pumpkins on Halloween but we'll show up on your porch, so be
careful what you say, there ain't no punks over here so follow me
Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P
Let me guide you through the smoke G
"I'm Cindy, by the way." She reached out her hand to shake Jeremy's and he took her hand, quickly. He shook it softly before dropping his head in his lap.
"Jeremy."
"Jeremy. That's nice name."
The days are cold livin' without you
The nights are long, I'm growing older
I miss the days alone, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over
And it don't stop (oh)
And it don't quit (oh)
And it don't stop (oh)
And it don't quit (oh)
And I miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
Homie I'll never forget you (no)
Jeremy bobbed his head to the song and fakly smiled before he opened his mouth. "Cindy, I'm not in the mood to talk and I'm seventeen. I'm too young for you." He smiled before he grabbed his headphone to place it in his ear when the lights above him flickered on and off and the plane shifted forward.
Jeremy shifted in his seat as the plane shifted backward and then he heard a weird noise.
It sounded like an explosion. A loud explosion.
Jeremy shrugged it off. He was hearing things, because that sounded like a turbine exploded. That was not it.
the best thing I could do right now for you Doodi is to rap
SO Imma fuck til I die, yeah Ima do it to death
And itstead of mourning your death, I'd rather celebrate your life
Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, Imma need two mics
Cuz the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right
There's nothing that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm just too hyped
"Oh gosh." Jeremy turned his head and looked up at the stewardess. She was holding onto the seats, she had a good death grip. Her eyes were opened in horror.
"What's happening?" Cindy screamed again as another explosion was sounded. She screamed loud again as the plane shifted downward. The stewardess, who was holding onto the seats, fell forward and rolled down the aisle. She hit her head against the wall and fell out cold. Her body laid there slack as the plane kept shaking and trembling.
Something wasn't right. Something was wrong.
I miss the days alone, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over
And it don't stop (oh)
And it don't quit (oh)
Jeremy was shivering all around. The plane was going down fast. He looked around his surroundings. Cindy was screaming her head off .
"Move!" Jeremy looked to were the voice was coming from and saw a stewardess clawing onto the seats as he pushed himself forward. He was fighting gravity and was pushing himself to get to the back of the plane.
And it don't stop (oh)
And it don't quit (oh)
"SORRY PASSENGERS BUT WE JUST LOST BOTH OF OUR ENGINES AND ONE TURBINE. I ASSURE YOU THAT YOU REMAIN CALM WHILE WE HANDED THIS. RIGHT NOW WE ARE OVER THE SEA, IF I TRY TO STEADY THE PLANE WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO LAND IN THE WATER. PLEASE DON'T PANIC OR YOU WILL CAUSE MAYHEM. THANK YOU."
Jeremy shook his head. He couldn't believe this was happening. He took deep breaths, to try and calm himself down but he couldn't.
He just had that feeling like he was going to die.
And I miss you (oh)
Jeremy turned back around in his seat and moved around very carefully towards the window beside him. He looked outside the window and noticed they were going down extremely fast. He knew right then that no matter what the pilot did.
No one on the plane was going to make it.
I just miss you (oh)
Jeremy placed his other headphone in his ear as the song came to an end. He tried to tune out Cindy's screams.
"WE CAN'T TAKE A HOLD OF THE PLANE. WE ARE FALLING TO FAST. JUST BUCKLE UP AND HOLD ON TIGHT. WE ARE NEAR WATER FOR IMPACT."
I just miss you (oh)
Jeremy already knew that the pilot was lying to them. He heard it in his voice that they were falling way to fast and that they were going to crash and go underwater and drown for lack of air. They were just going to drop slowly and each of them were going to die slowly. Then Jeremy thought of the stewardess that hit her head against the wall. She was near death, the way she hit her head.
She was one of the lucky ones.
Well if Jeremy was going to die. He might as well do it his way.
Homie I'll never forget you (no)
Jeremy dug through his pockets and pulled out his glass case holder. He opened it and removed his fake glasses from the pouch and threw the glasses out in front of him. He dug deeper in there and pulled out a small blunt. It was tiny and he dug deep in his pockets for his lighter. He still was surprised that they didn't notice the lighter. It must have been because the person watching the machine wasn't paying attention. So he sunk by with the lighter. He was lucky.
Jeremy lit the lighter and passed the flame over the end of the blunt. After the blunt was good and lit. He threw the lighter on the floor and relaxed into the seat as he smoke the blunt in front of him.
He promised Stefan, Tyler and Damon he'd stop smoking, but he was going to die so might as well.
He continued hitting the blunt as he felt his brain shutting down.
Homie I'll never forget you (no)
He was going into eternal sleep. He closed his eyes and put out the blunt by pressing the burnt end between his fingers. He let it fall from his fingers as he laid back and closed his eyes.
Homie I'll never forget you (no)
The plane's tip hit the water and went beneath the water. The window's cracked as the water hit the window, as the plane went deeper and deeper beneath the water. Water etched into the plane as it sunk down below.
Jeremy stayed seated as all the other passengers ran about the cabin, trying to get out.
He stayed seated as the water came up to his feet. He didn't even fret as the water rose.
The water from outside the plane was pushing, pushing against the glass.
It finally broke and all the water flooded in.
The water came up to Jeremy's waist and his ipod died. He felt a slight shock go through his body. He removed his ipod from himself and let it float. Cindy was swimming towards him, she couldn't swim so thrashed as she was sinking.
Jeremy floated slightly as the water came up to his neck.
He was going to fight it. He wasn't going to fight it.
He was high and he was slightly drifting.
He closed his eyes and let the water take over him as it covered over him.
He wasn't going to fight. He wasn't going...
Jeremy struggled.
It was his body's natural reaction.
It wanted to survive. It wanted to swim out and save himself.
But there was nothing that Jeremy could do.
If he tried to swim.
He'd have to breathe and he was high.
It wouldn't go down well.
It wouldn't.
He'd just have to sit there.
He would or float there as it seemed. His head was underwater and he felt the water fill his lungs and his body.
The plane kept getting lower and lower.
There was nothing for him to do but die...
It was minutes later when he couldn't hold on anymore and he slowly closed his eyes from the dark blue ocean sight before him as he closed his eyes.
If he could fight, right now, he wouldn't be able too. He wouldn't be able to at all.
He wrapped his arms around himself as his body sunk to the ground of the plane floor. The water was all around and all he could do was lay there and go to sleep, death sleep.
Jeremy laid on the floor, his arms around himself.
He was getting his peace sleep.
His peace sleep.
Jeremy laid on the plane floor with his eyes closed and he drowned.
Drowned ever so slowly.
For it was Death's sleep.
It was death's sleep.
The days are cold livin' without you
The nights are long, I'm growing older
I miss the days alone, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over
And it don't stop (oh)
And it don't quit (oh)
And it don't stop (oh)
And it don't quit (oh)
And I miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
I just miss you (oh)
Homie I'll never forget you (no)
This was sad writing this. I will explain more things next chapter. There will be a two month relapse. I don't beg but please tell me what you think of the chapter. I really would love to know.
I'm sorry about the lighter thing. I know it would never happen in real life.
Please review.
DomO