Jumper: Cent's Story

Cent skips schools and hangs out with John for the entire day. John and Cent discuss something very important. What is in store for these two young lovers?

Say hello to chapter twelve. Please read and enjoy!

Chapter Twelve:

Need More Time

Cent and John laid in bed together. In each other's arms. They held on to the other's waists, making sure that nothing could tear them apart. They enjoyed the warmth from each other's bodies. Even in their sleep, they could feel each other in their grasp.

Cent opened her eyes and looked straight at John's face. She came to realize how cute he looked when he was alseep. She smiled and stroked his hair, loving how comfortable it felt on her fingers. She loved everything about him. His scent. His skin. His hair. Even his his very own existence. Her heart raced as she looked at him, fully recongizing that he was in her room, in her very own arms. Just as she always dreamed it would be.

Even though it was a Monday, Cent didn't plan on going to school. In fact, she had unplugged her alarm clock late into the night, not wanting the moment to be ruined. Cent figured that she could use another free day with John and have some fun. Just the way she wants it.

Finally, John slowly opened his eyes and smiled at Cent. He reached forward and stroked her cheek.

Cent moaned with pleasure and touched his hand with her own, concealing it.

"Please, don't stop," she whispered. "I love how you touch my skin. You have the most gentle hands."

John chuckled and said, "You can thank my mother for that one, she was the one who had the most softest hands in the family."

Cent moved her arms around his neck and pulled him forward.

Their lips met and they began to kiss, deep.

John sat up on his elbows and moved on top of her.

Cent allowed him to move on her. Her hands dug into his back, bringing him closer to her. She kissed him harder and arched up towards him, filling in the blank space that was left between them.

After they parted, John stared into Cent's eyes and said, "I think we go have some coffee in the kitchen. I can use some." He paused to look at himself and laughed. "I think I can use a shower too. I'll jump over to my place and be real quick."

Cent's heart jumped and her stomach fell. Her face turned white. She feared him leaving her. She didn't want him to go.

Just as John moved off of her and stood up from the bed, Cent grabbed his arm and held on tight.

John looked at her and laughed.

"I can't jump if you can't let me go," he teased. "I'll only be gone for a few minutes."

"Please don't go," Cent begged. "Please?"

John's smile disappeared once he saw the look on her face. He could tell that she was scared.

"I have a shower here," she quickly said. "You can take one and I'll wait out here for you. Please?"

John looked towards the bathroom and raised an eyebrow.

"You sure your parents won't mind?" he asked.

Cent chuckled and said, "I'll make sure that they don't know about it. Just make it quick. I want to hold you again."

"Alright."

John laughed and pulled away from her, he walked into the bathroom. He picked his black t-shirt off the ground.

Once inside the bathroom, he closed the door and got some privacy for himself.

Cent smiled and laid back on to her bed. She stared up at the ceiling and listened. She could hear John turning on the shower. A part of her wanted to be in the shower with him. But... that would upset her parents a little bit. It was bad enough that he was using her shower already, but she didn't care.

About ten minutes later, John emerged from the bathroom, back into his original clothes, but smelling much better.

Cent sat up on the bed and got up. She walked over to him and put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

They kissed and held on to each other.

"Lets go meet the parents," John joked.

Cent laughed and allowed them to part. She took his hand and pulled him closer to her, just the way she likes it. Then they exited the bedroom and walked down the stairs.

Millie and David were already at the dinner table, drinking coffee together.

Just as Cent and John came in, hand in hand, both David and Millie looked up at them.

Millie smiled and said, "Look at you two. Such an adorable couple." She got up from her chair. "Can I get you two anything?"

John nodded and said, "I wouldn't mind some coffee."

"And me too," Cent quickly added.

Millie laughed and waved them away. She walked to the coffee maker and started making more coffee.

Cent and John took their seats at the table. They kissed each other, not bothering to be shy.

David laughed as he read his morning newspaper.

"You two remind me of the first time I started a relationship with my beautiful wife," he smiled.

Millie blushed and threw her back on to her back. Even from the corners of her mouth, everyone could tell that she was smiling.

David turned his attention to his daughter and to John. He smiled and said, "I hope you two had a nice time last night."

Cent and John both let out a small chuckle, feeling embrassed.

Millie came towards them and sat two cups of coffee in front of them.

"Nice and hot," she exclaimed. "Drink up!" She sat back down with David and kissed him.

"I'm guessing that you aren't going to school today," David smiled at Cent. "I don't blame you for doing so. I would have done the same thing for Millie here."

Millie punched him on the shoulder and gave him a big kiss on the lips.

Looking into his eyes, Millie said, "I love you!"

"I love you too," David kissed her again.

John and Cent watched in amusement and smiled. Even they had to enjoy the moment that those two were having.

They spent the remainder of the morning in the kitchen. Drinking coffee, talking, and playing card games too. It was the best moment in Cent's life. And it was for John too. It was the first time that he actually felt like part of a family.

John put his arm around Cent, who pulled him closer to her.

"So," he whispered, while Millie and David talked to each other, "where do you want to go?"

Cent smiled and said, "Anywhere."

John kissed her on the forehead and replied, "Coming right up."

They both got up from their chairs.

"We're going to be head back to my place," John said to David and Millie. "I hope that isn't a problem."

Millie smiled and said, "Not at all."

"Have fun," David winked at them.

John hugged Cent and jumped.

They both appeared in his living room and fell on to the couch together, holding each other in their embrace. Not daring to let go of each other.

After an hour of silence and holding each other, John broke the silence.

"So, where do you want to go?"

Cent smiled and said, "I haven't been to Washington D.C. yet. Can we go there?"

John laughed and kissed her, softly.

"We can go anywhere you want," he replied.

They both stood up and jumped again.

Both Cent and John spent the remainder of the day in Washington D.C. They visited museums. National parks. The White House, illegally by the way. And even the National Monument.

It was getting dark out by the time they had decided to go eat at a really expensive Italian resturant. They ordered their meals and had a few laughs for the next hour.

"I can't believe that you actually remember me mentioning Italain," Cent took a drink of her soda.

John smiled and said, "Don't worry, next time I will do homemade. My special treat."

"Hey, I don't think I stand for dessert," Cent giggled.

John giggled with her and said, "I don't think I can either." He paused and looked at her.

Cent noticed his stare and blushed away, looking out the window of the nice view of the National Monument.

"What are you looking at?" she turned back at him.

John smiled even bigger and said, "You. I can't help but notice how beautiful you are."

Cent breathed in and out, slowly. She didn't expect that kind of answer from him.

There was something that Cent had been meaning to ask John about. Something that was really important. Something that needed to be taken care of.

"John..." her voice was small and a little hurt. "I need to ask you something."

John reached forward, across the round table, and took both of her hands.

"Go ahead," he kissed top of her hand.

Cent blushed and said, "I want to know where we stand. I want to know where this relationship is going." She drew in a breath. "We both know that we have powerful feelings for each other, but we don't exactly know for sure of what our feelings truely are. I just... need to know." She tightened her grip on John's hand.

John didn't seem affected by what she told him. He looked straight into her eyes and said, "I've been thinking the same thing as well. And I think I know how to answer those questions."

Cent frowned and asked, "How."

"By going to the prom with me this Friday," he replied.

Cent's face fell and her body went numb. His suggestion had stunned her.

"Wh... wh... what?" she could barely speak.

John swallowed and explained, "I had this idea. That we go the prom this Friday. You know, dancing, seeing who wins Prom King & Queen, and spending late after-evening hours in the park. The usual. I think we should think about our relationship from here until then. We don't see each other till prom. Give us time to think about where we stand in this relationship we have. Then... on Friday, we be honest with each other and see where it goes. Because... I don't want to hurt you." He reached forward and touched her cheek. "I can never forgive myself if I ever hurt you. And I want us to think about this. See if we are fully committed to moving forward. Does that sound good to you?"

Cent didn't answer. She was too stunned to even speak. Every fiber in her body yelled at her to say that she wanted their relationship to be offically offical. But she held her tongue and didn't say anything.

Finaly, she spoke.

"I agree with you," the words tasted like salt to her throat. "We do what you suggest and go to the prom together this Friday. We take our time and think things over."

John nodded, although, Cent could tell that he was expecting her to say something different. Even she wanted to say something different from what she had just said. She could tell that he was trying to be fair with her. Trying to make sure that he wasn't too controlling.

"Alright," he replied and smiled. "Friday it is." He paused and looked her in the eyes again. "You want to go home? Or stay a little longer?"

Cent smiled and said, "Lets stay a little bit longer. I want to enjoy the night, before we go through four days without each other." She reached forward and took his hand again.

John smiled and leaned forward. He kissed her on the lips. She kissed back.

After John paid the bill, they went to explore more of Washington.

Cent arrived home around eight in the afternoon. She jumped to her bedroom and fell, face first, on to her bed.

The afternoon had taken a turn for the worse. Both her and John hadn't said much since their little conversation at the resturant in Washington. In fact, the only words they ever said to each other was "good-night". It was like a great distance was being put in between them. And Cent hated it. A part of her didn't want it there. She wanted to jump to John and tell him that she knew what she wanted. But the truth was... she was confused. Her feelings were pulling in different directions. She didn't know what to think.

Tears began to fall from her eyes and soon... she began to sob.

A small knock came at her door.

"Honey? You okay?" came Millies voice.

Millie opened the door and came on in. She sat the edge of the bed and stroked her daughter's back.

"Shhhh," she whispered. "It's okay, baby. I'm here. Tell what is wrong."

Cent sat up on her bed and said, "Me and John are going to the prom."

Millie's face lit up with excitment.

"Honey!" she exclaimed. "That is awesome! We can go shopping again!"

Cent wiped away the tears and laughed.

"But..." she could barely speak.

"But what?" Millie's face fell with worry.

Cent cried some more and said, "Me and John are... trying to figure out our feelings for each other. He's suggesting that we wait till prom and see where we stand on our relationship. He thinks that a little time to think about it, without both of us in the same room, will help us see clearly." She paused again and sobbed some more. "But... I'm scared. I'm scared of losing him. I don't know how to explain it. I can't stand the thought of not being without him. And I don't know why."

Millie nodded and said.

"I remember feeling the same way," she replied and moved her arm across her daughter's shoulder. "When I found out about your father's ability to jump, I didn't know where we stood either. I was scared. I was scared of what he could do. I didn't know where we stood or if we could continue on. But I was more scared of losing him. I missed him and wished I never broke up with him. It took a while, but I managed to figure it all out. I found out that I loved him and that I would rather be with him than live a life without him." She kissed Cent on the cheek. "Don't worry, baby. It will pass. I see the way you two are with each other. You will figure it all out. Just trust your heart and let your emotions guide you."

With that, Millie got up and left the room, closing the door on her way out.

Cent laid on the bed, trying to go to sleep.

All she could think about was John. She couldn't get tonight out of her head and was trying to make sense of a lot of things. But it always seemed to make things more complicated.

But Cent knew one thing for certain. She needed to know what to do. She needed to know where her feelings were. She needed to prepare herself for this coming Friday. For the moment of truth.

About an hour later, Cent fell alseep. Dreaming of John once again.

Turning point. I know. But I have something planned for chapter thirteen. I hope that it will be enough to forgive this chapter, but this is a bridge to something that I think a lot of you want to see happen. So don't worry.

Hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Get ready for chapter thirteen. And please review.