Nightmare: Part One to Five
Sorry, it took so long to get here but I have been sadly too lazy to finish the last few paragraphs. Lol (: Enjoy! PS - More parts to come! :P
Part One
Red drips from the tips of my fingers. What have I done? What have I done? I look down at the blood that stains my clothes. I killed someone. I actually killed someone. I panic and shoot up from the ground and nearly fall down from getting up so quickly. I back up into a wall and just stare at the body. I look down at my hands again. Why did I do this?
I run away leaving footprints. No. What if someone follows the prints! What if... What if... What if I'm found out? What if someone comes looking for me! What if I'm murdered for this? I stop running and walk back to the bloody scene. I walk far enough away and take off my shoes. I decide I will burn all my clothes and bury the ashes. I step out-of-the-way of the trail of blood. Should I bury the body? No. Wait... But I will leave clues.
"Don't do it," part of me says. "You deserve to be found out. You are a cold-blooded killer. You shall pay for this person's life. You shall not get away with this, you rotten murderer!"
"Why must you die? Why must YOU pay for this? You did nothing wrong. She had it coming. You should leave no trace behind. Clean up your mess. Understand?" Says the devil inside me.
"You no good, thief! Robber of life, you are! You don't deserve to live as much as this girl did! However, now times are different. You take a life, yours will be taken from you!"
"Go to Hell? I think not! You should leave no mess behind, and this boy will only be missing." Two sides and I must choose one before someone comes from their house to get the newspaper. I have an hour before the city wakes up. I have only one moment to make things right. Suddenly, I hear a car coming. What do I do?
~ Three days ago... Jude's point of view ~
I yawn and walk over to my closet. I hate school especially Mondays, every teen does. Freshman year is easy, so far, though. The classes are a piece of cake! I have straight A's in every class. In the first semester, I was left with only one high B, the rest were A's.
I blink at my clothes in my closet. I wanted to mess with my friends and I was in a good mood, so I pulled a shirt out that had different and darker shades of blue and purple, I also pulled on black skinny jeans, and headed to the bathroom.
I straighten my black scene hair. I had just put in green and blue streaks yesterday, and I love how it looks with what I have on. I grabbed my eyeliner and put thick black lines around my eyes. I could barely recognize myself. I looked like a total freak! Let's see what happens.
I picked my cell phone off my bed and checked the time. 6:37 Time to go. As I quietly tiptoe out the door with my back pack in my hand, I hear my mom scream at my dad. "Get up, you no good, lazy, quitter!" I stand still and sigh. Mom is in one of her "Moods." "Get up and get a job! It's 6:43! Get up!" I hear a slam, but I race out the door before I miss the bus again.
I get on the bus and sit next to my only friend that's a girl. She's like the sister I always wanted but I don't see her much as a sibling. Don't get me wrong, I have a sister and I love her, but she's boring and too goody-goody. This girl is my best friend, she's a lot like me, and she absolutely blows my mind. "Hey, Jude," She says.
"Oh, don't start singing. Please!" I glare at her.
"Hey, Jude. Don't make it bad," she sings.
She has a great voice, but every time she's in a good mood, she sings that song by The Beatles. "Take a sad song, and make it better. Remember to let her into your heart, then you can start to make it better. Hey, Ju -" I kissed her on the lips and she immediately shut up.
"Thank you!" I laughed while she was still stunned. After about a minute she punched me hard in the arm. "Hey! What was that for? How else am I going to get you to quit singing?"
"Jerk, why do you have to kiss me? You know I... " She goes silent.
"I know you like me. I'm sorry. I guess, it's a habit. I'll stop doing that to get you to be quiet."
"No, it's fine. I just wish you didn't use that to shut me up."
"Can I ask you something?" She looks at me, and her eyes tell me she's a little hurt. Why did I do that?
"What is it, Jude?" Oh, man, now I have to ask her! She'll hit me, I know it!
"Tomorrow night there's a football game, so I was thinking we could get some dinner."
"Oh." Oh? Oh? What does that mean?"
"Is Max and his girl going to be there?" Max is my other best friend, but he's a dude.
"No. I meant that we go together. Just us go, know what I mean?"
"Okay." She looks a little confused and there is still hurt in her eyes.
"Jeez, Skylar, I'm asking you out!" Her eyes seem to come alive. Her eyes are a deep sweet chocolate. Those eyes really could hypnotize.
"Really? Like, a date?"
"Yes, ma'am. So, do you want to go to dinner tomorrow?"
"Uh, YEAH!" I smile and hold her hand all the way to school and to her first class. Today is a good day! At the end of the day I meet Skylar at the front of the school, as I do every day. "How was English?"
"Same, boring as usual. Ready to go home?"
"Yes, but my mom called me a moment ago, saying I had to go to deliver some crap to the hospital. You know 'cause she's, like, a nurse there."
"Okay."
"Bus?"
"No, my cousin, Matt, is coming to pick me up today. Need a lift?"
"Take me home?"
"Of course," I said. As if on cue, Matt pulled up and smiled at Skylar.
"Skylar, Skylar. Beautiful as always," Matt said. Skylar frowned and looped her arm through mine. "Get in, I'll take you home." We both hopped in the back seat of his truck. Matt hit on her the whole halfway to her house. "Come on, baby, go out with me? Skylar, You're sexy and all o' that can't go to waste. I'll take care of you. Ya know that!"
Skylar must've gotten sick of him because right as he looked up at the rearview mirror, she kissed me. I sat there in a daze for a while then kissed her. Matt was silent the rest of the way there. When Skylar was home I leaned forward and whispered in Matt's ear. "She's mine now."
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Part Two
~ Skylar's point of view ~
I absolutely couldn't stand that boy. I know it's Jude's cousin, but I still hated him. Matt has hit on me even as kids. I've hated him ever since I met him when we were both around the age of nine. I mean, seriously! What's his problem? You'd think a guy can take a hint!
Now, I had to go to the hospital. My mom wanted two things... But what were they? I couldn't call her then, she'd be upset and flip on me. She'd scream into the phone, "Don't you EVER listen? Are you deaf? Listen carefully now. Don't forget these words. Useless child. Never mind... I'll just ask someone else."
I went straight for her room and noticed she left her bag. Well, there's one thing she needed. Second was... I looked around the room searching for anything. Something randomly took over my thoughts. I smiled. I remembered Jude's face when he said he liked me, and when he kissed me those eyes twinkled. I shut my eyes and I could feel his lips. I sighed and opened them again. This is probably just a dream. He would never ask me out or like me more than a best friend.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, just then. A text, from Jude. It read, 'Hey (: did ya find wht u need? Can I help?' I texted back with a plain, 'no thanks.' I spotted the one thing my mother couldn't live without. Makeup bag. I snatched it up, along with her bag, and headed to the garage.
I opened the door and stopped with my jaw dropped. Where's my car?! Right... Mom took my car due to the fact hers was in the auto shop or whatever. Jude time... I called him up. "I need a ride to the hospital. Mom has my car, so either you can help me out or I'm screwed." He was outside my door in a few. He drove me to the hospital, I gave my mother her stuff, and then we just drove.
I stared out the window the whole time. I sat up as soon as I realized where we were going. My second favorite place - The top of Mount Casey. There's a spot up there, where you could see the whole valley and all the stars. I thought it was cute that Jude would take me up here in his old car. We finally get to the top.
We laid out on his car and stared at the stars. Just like a movie. He watched me as I became fascinated in this world. Every dot in the sky was a planet, a sun, a galaxy, a solar system, there could even be another Earth. His grin never faded. I looked over at him, and as he reached for my hand we stared at each other. I laid my head on his chest, and the next thing I knew, I was asleep in Jude's bed.
I looked around his room. That's right, his parents were out of town. I searched for him. Odd... Usually, when I sleep at his house, we sleep together. Of course, we were just the best of friends then, so it was no big deal. I peeked over the edge of his bed and there was Jude. Jude was face in a pillow, all wrapped up in a blanket with his arm around Jayne, his girl bulldog. I tapped on his shoulder and he woke up. "Climb in bed with me, please? I can't sleep without you," I whispered.
He smiled a sleepy smile, then got in bed next to me. "I didn't know if it was appropriate now that we're... you know. Going out." He pulled me close and I snuggled with him. I felt so happy. When I woke up it was 8:15 am. Sophomores didn't have to come to school until 12:30 pm, but I didn't feel tired. I decided to go outside. I first cleaned myself up, I didn't want to look like a zombie when my boyfriend woke up.
I walked outside; it was drizzling. I didn't mind the rain, it felt good on my skin. I heard some music come on inside the house. I realized I had been outside in the rain for nearly 2 hours. Suddenly, I heard "Hey, Jude," come on. Of course. My hair and clothes were already very damp when the rain came down harder. I couldn't reach the door fast enough to just stay damp.
Jude, who looked more like a zombie than I did before, busted out laughing when I struggled to get in the house. There wasn't much point in struggling when I was already soaked, but I still desperately tried to get in the house, slipping many times. I glared at Jude while he fell to the floor laughing so hard.
"Phew, sorry. That was hilarious." He wiped his eyes, he had laughed so hard that he cried.
I punched him in the arm, leaving a wet mark. "What's your problem? It wasn't funny!" I gave him the puppy eyes trick.
"You're right... I'm sorry. Here, let me help you." He walked to his bedroom and came back with a towel and one of my outfits.
"What? How do you have my clothes here?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"This is awkward..."
"Sky, think about it. How many times have you slept over? How many times have you taken a shower here or changed here and left your clothes? You know my parents travel a lot and leave me here. I do the chores, including laundry. They're clean. How soaked are you?"
I looked down and shuffled my feet. I knew what he was asking. How stupid could I be that I have left my undergarments at his house? I looked up again and said, "Just my first layer of clothes." I took the shirt and pants then dried off and clothed in the bathroom.
Once I got out of the bathroom, Jude grabbed my arms, spun me around, dipped me and kissed me on the lips. "Whoa," he breathed. "Was it just me or was that kiss just incredible?" I smiled and blushed. "Sorry, guess that was pretty cheesy, huh?"
"You're right, that was quite a kiss," I breathed deep. "Jude."
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Part Three
~ Jude's point of view ~
Noon came around all too fast. We left for school, which seemed to not want to end. Finally, two o'clock came and we all bolted for the buses or our cars. I lay across the front of the car, waiting for my date. I didn't realize, I had passed out until I felt someone wiggle my foot.
"No," I grumbled.
"Fine, then I'll walk home. Jerk!" At the irritated voice of Skylar, I nearly jumped out of the car and onto my feet. I grabbed her by the elbow and she screamed. "Let go of me, you can't control me like a puppet."
I did as she said. Sky just kept walking. "What's gotten into you?" I cried after her. I watched as she stopped, turned then plopped right down on her butt, and sat in the middle of the road defeated. I was confused; I ran to her and pulled her off the ground.
"Pardon my behavior, please. I had to talk to my Biology teacher. He told me that I had to get my mom to go out with him or I'd fail. My 94 will slowly decline to a 62, a failing grade. I would also be sent to Detention until I failed my grade. I threw something at him and stormed out. Never in a zillion years would my mother date such an ugly, rude, anger-management, nasty man like him. Not to mention he's a teacher. I'm going to fail." Now she was sat in the passenger seat looking at me like her life was threatened, in a way it was.
I stretched my body across the front seats and kissed her. Just when I was about to pull away her arms wrapped tightly around my waist. After a while, she loosened her arms and I sat back in my seat. Her eyes met mine with the same expression. "Whoa..." We said together. That was the most amazing kiss either of us ever experienced, and she was completely chill now.
"Thank you, for giving me a smile and a kiss, I so desperately needed," Skylar grinned.
"No problem. Now, how about we head to my place for three hours until six o'clock?" I started the car and headed home.
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The two of us sat around and played pointless video games, just like old times. An hour until we had to leave I played some music. Automatically our favorite song, our song, came on. It was a slow song, so she laid her head on my chest and we swayed slow to the beat of Fireflies by Owl City.
As we danced I thought of how we began and how the song fits us so perfect. I sang to her while we danced. I moved to this city towards the end of fifth grade. There was a party welcoming new middle schoolers the summer before sixth. It was such a warm night.
An hour after darkness, I saw her following a miniature yellow light. The little girl clasped her hands together and the light glowed through her fingers in the darkness. She ran up to me and yelled, "Firefly! I'm Skylar, what's your name?"
"Jude," I mumbled quietly, much shyer than her. "Is that light, um, a bug?"
"Yeah!" She grabbed my wrist and showed me how to catch the winged luminescence. They all lit up our world and swarmed around us to make us dance along with them. It was so much like a dream, and all when it was so wonderful, the party ended and we were all to go home.
We pouted as our mothers sighed. "Time to go, say goodbye to your little friend," they would repeat. We got teary-eyed as we said our goodbyes. We hated every second of the fact we might never see each other again.
The first day of school was harsh and I missed that magnificent night. I missed that magnificent girl, her eyes, smile, giggle, and voice. Just as I was thinking of her she walked in giving everyone high-fives and fist bumps. My day brightened but dimmed again as I realized I'm the new kid and she's popular.
When she turned and saw me, she was happy. Once she became friends with the shy, new kid that no one liked, her reputation turned to dust. We had little friends, so we became besties. That's how we started. I liked her from the night I met her; as far as I know she has like-liked for only a year and a half now. She still had other boyfriends that broke my heart.
The song ended, and I came back to Earth with my present Skylar. Although the same, so different from her past self. I spun her around, as she came to me, I kissed her neck. I loved her smell and the warmth of her soft skin. She wasn't wearing perfume, so her natural, amazing smell made me smile. I looked into her eyes just before she kissed my lips ever so softly.
My stomach knotted as butterflies entered. I took a deep breath and got lost in the moment. When our lips separated, I leaned my forehead on hers and smiled into her beautiful eyes.
"I love you." She backed up. Oh shit. What did I just say? She looked shocked, partially scared. "I'm sorry. Oh jeez, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Just forget I said that."
"No. Did you just say you love me?" She seemed to have calmed down a bit.
"Skylar, I'm so sor -"
"I love you too."
"I know, I know. I shouldn't have said that. Wait, what? You love me too?" Sky nods and grins like there's no tomorrow. I grin back and nearly scream, "You love me! Oh my gawd! This is great! Thank you. Thank you so much for loving me too."
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Part Four
Almost at the end! Boohoo:( Enjoy!
~ Skylar's point of view ~
Jude said he loved me. We've only been going out for a day now! I've loved him for a long time now. It turns out for him, it was love at first sight. He took me home before dinner and I dressed in a silky blue strapless dress.
At about 6:20, my doorbell rang. One of my guy friends looked at me with angry eyes.
"I'm going to KILL your boyfriend!"
"Why? George, what's wrong?!" I tried to calm him.
"Come here, attractive thing." He grabs my wrist and sits me in his '84 blue mustang.
He drives quite fast over to Sarah Passino's house. Sarah Passino is the snobby cheerleader who just happens to live across the street from Jude, and is George's girlfriend. Oddly, they date and she still hates me.
When we pull up, I see Sarah and Jude talking. Laughing even. George sat there in his car shaking and looking like a volcano about to explode. I sat there and watched in horror as Sarah obviously moved closer to Jude. She had this look of hunger in her eyes.
She reached for his hand and instantly his mouth opened slightly to say something, but before words could form she pulled herself up to his face and kissed his lips. George and I nearly broke the car doors trying to run to the two. They were still lip-locked when we came up and broke them up. As soon as I ripped the stupid tramp off my boyfriend and threw her to the ground with a bloody face, I realized something.
Jude didn't push her away much. When she kissed him, he grabbed her arms and pushed her back but loosened his grip after a while. I got off Sarah and ran to the now Jude, who was pinned down by George and his fist.
George was screaming, "You little rat! Stay away from my girlfriend!" I pulled George off Jude and stood on my toes to get close to his face. We were so close, one more inch and we'd be kissing. "Skylar?" I moved even closer.
~ Jude's point of view ~
Oh, Skylar. She looked so beautiful. That dress was beautiful; even as angry as she was, she looked beautiful. As I thought this she grabbed George, her guy friend, off me and she made her way to his face. Then closer. I knew her. I knew what she was doing. Pay back. Pay back to me and Sarah, so we could feel their pain.
I couldn't watch her kiss him. She moved even closer. Then she turned her head and glared at me. Her lips parted the very bit and she growled, "You never pushed away." She's right, I didn't move away.
"Skylar..." George looked at her and smiled. "You're so beautiful. He doesn't deserve even a strand of... you're gorgeous. Don't take him back." She looked in his eyes and he leaned close to her... too close.
I shut my eyes, trying to hide the tears. I love her. I can't see her kiss someone else. Yeah, they kissed and I don't have to see to know it happened. When I look back up, Sarah, who had a broken nose, was screaming from over-exaggerated pain.
Skylar and George left in his car. He probably took her home, we were supposed to go to the Homecoming dance but not anymore. I picked up Sarah and put her in the passenger seat of my car. The whole way she cried until I called her mom at the hospital and promised she would buy her daughter a new nose.
The doctor was clearly annoyed by Sarah. She wailed until she was bandaged then she threatened to sue if he hurt her. I whispered "brat" when Sarah couldn't hear. She batted her eyes at me, kept grabbing my hand, and would not resist a chance to call me hers or try to kiss me.I missed Skylar. I called her a zillion times, but she wouldn't answer. I'm such a jerk...
After I took Sarah to her house and went home myself, I undressed and collapsed on my bed. I guess you could say I'm no longer a man because I cried myself to sleep thinking about Skylar.
~ Skylar's point of view ~
Was it wrong of me to leave Jude upset after I kissed George? He is such a jerk! But... I still love him. George took me home and waited for me to change into sweats. When I came out he hugged me and tucked me in bed. George is a nice guy; he acts sweet to any girl. For me, though, he'll do anything. He likes me, but not enough to love me.
He left my room and fell asleep on my couch until my mom came home and told him to beat it. I cried until my pillow was black with makeup. I was awake all night with the picture of Jude and Sarah in my mind. Around 6 am, the birds sang too happily. I finally fell asleep.
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Part Five
The last chapter! :'(( wahh! Not the end! Enjoy!:D
~ Still Skylar's point of view ~
Jude and I are together again. I forgave him because it wasn't his fault. He moved in with me, so I trust he won't talk to Sarah ever again. He sleeps in my bed, and I sleep on a mattress on the floor. Tonight, I can't sleep while he is out like a light.
I put on a black hood and go for a walk. When I lift my eyes off the pavement after walking a few miles, I realize I'm in front of Sarah's house. I climb up to her window and sneak in. After I poke Sleeping Beauty I whisper, "Hey, let's go to a party."
"Where?" She mumbles.
"At a college student's apartment. He gave me his number and I totally want to go to his party. He has some pretty hot college friends." I don't know what I'm doing but she's falling for it!
She shoots out of bed and quietly changes into a trampy dress and hooker heels while I wait in her driveway. After she sneaks out of her house we walk down a block.
"Why are you doing this? I mean you're dressed like an ugly killer hobo and you hate me," She says in her annoying girly voice.
"What? Can't we be buds? I'm past the hating you thing and I'm dressed like this because the college guy I talked about likes this. He says 'more to have fun taking off.'" I hate what I'm saying. What am I really doing? I stop and tell her to wait. "He'll pick us up here."
We're in complete darkness and she's already getting impatient. So am I. I stand in front of her where she can't see me. I reach in my right pocket and pull out a regular kitchen knife. I flick my wrist and slice open her throat. Who am I?
She just stares straight in her expression while a waterfall of blood spills from her neck. I just stare at the body and my crimson-stained fingers. What have I done? Sarah's blood covers my clothes. What have I done? What have I done? I killed someone. I actually killed someone. I panic and shoot up from the ground and nearly fall down from getting up so quickly. I back up into a wall and just stare at the body. I look down at my hands again. Why did I do this?
I run away leaving footprints. No. What if someone follows the prints! What if... What if... What if I'm found out? What if someone comes looking for me! What if I'm murdered for this? I stop running and walk back to the bloody scene. I walk far enough away and take off my shoes. I decide I will burn all my clothes and bury the ashes. I step out of the way of the trail of blood. Should I bury the body? No. Wait... But I will leave clues.
"Don't do it," part of me says. "You deserve to be found out. You are a cold blooded killer. You shall pay for this person's life. You shall not get away with this, you rotten murderer!"
"Why must you die? Why must YOU pay for this? You did nothing wrong. She had it coming. You should leave no trace behind. Clean up your mess. Understand?" Says the devil inside me.
"You no good, thief! Robber of life, you are! You don't deserve to live as much as this girl did! However, now times are different. You take a life, yours will be taken from you!"
"Go to Hell? I think not! You should leave no mess behind, and this girl will only be missing." Two sides and I must choose one before someone comes from their house to get the newspaper. I have a while before the city wakes up. I have only one moment to make things right. What do I do?
I start to shake and curl into a ball. I pick up my phone and call Jude. "Hey, Babe, I did something really bad... Can you come to your old neighborhood? I, uh, I killed Sarah and I don't know what to do now." I hear him slam the phone down on the receiver before it hangs up. I'm guessing he'll pretend none of this happened, will dump me, and want nothing to do with me now.
I get really angry, scared, and sad; I start to scream. Weirdly, the world around me starts to shake and I scream louder. I try to keep screaming when lips brush my neck, then my cheek. I keep my eyes shut and sit still feeling every inch of Jude. He's on top of me now, I'm pinned down to the bed; he has his face buried in my neck.
Jude knows what I like. He softly kisses from my neck to my lips, and I open my eyes to his, which tears are falling from. "Oh, Jude, don't cry! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kill her!"
He frowns, "What? Kill who?"
I look around the place, it was just a nightmare. Then... Maybe the kiss... All of it was a nightmare!!! "Oh, Jude, I had the worst nightmare! You kissed Sarah and then I cried myself to sleep and I ended up killing Sarah."
~ Jude's point of view ~
"I did," I say, feeling like an ass. "I kissed Sarah, but you didn't kill her. THAT was the nightmare. I'm here now, Sweetie. I don't know if you'll forgive me but I came to apologize. Your mom wasn't home and I heard you scream." I kiss her cheek and message her shoulder. I know how to win her over with my touch, and I want to but I also want to respect her.
She gives in to me easier than usual and she starts to cry. "I love you!" She pulls me to her in a big Skylar-Bear hug. I pull her to my chest and bring her into a passionate kiss. "I like the way you smile, the way you walk. I like your dimples and your muscles. I love the way you always brag and flex. I like how protective you are; you have always been like that, even before we were together. I like your kiss, the way you hug me, and every romantic nerve in your body."
Her eyes twinkle then she pulls me tighter into another sweet kiss. "I am speechless, my darling," I say.
"Then say nothing at all." She presses her forehead against mine.
"No, because I have to tell you I love you." I lay next to her and she starts to fall asleep on my shoulder. She slept soundly even while I dozed off with her. The only thing I dreamt was a man with a mission, and a ring. The ring was the same ring that I saw at a local jewelry store. Maybe... Just maybe I can get that ring. I'll hold on to it for a year or two. I want this official. I love her, the world should know that too.
The End!
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Red drips from the tips of my fingers. What have I done? What have I done? I look down at the blood that stains my clothes. I killed someone. I actually killed someone. I panic and shoot up from the ground and nearly fall down from getting up so quickly. I back up into a wall and just stare at the body. I look down at my hands again. Why did I do this?
I run away leaving footprints. No. What if someone follows the prints! What if... What if... What if I'm found out? What if someone comes looking for me! What if I'm murdered for this? I stop running and walk back to the bloody scene. I walk far enough away and take off my shoes. I decide I will burn all my clothes and bury the ashes. I step out-of-the-way of the trail of blood. Should I bury the body? No. Wait... But I will leave clues.
"Don't do it," part of me says. "You deserve to be found out. You are a cold-blooded killer. You shall pay for this person's life. You shall not get away with this, you rotten murderer!"
"Why must you die? Why must YOU pay for this? You did nothing wrong. She had it coming. You should leave no trace behind. Clean up your mess. Understand?" Says the devil inside me.
"You no good, thief! Robber of life, you are! You don't deserve to live as much as this girl did! However, now times are different. You take a life, yours will be taken from you!"
"Go to Hell? I think not! You should leave no mess behind, and this boy will only be missing." Two sides and I must choose one before someone comes from their house to get the newspaper. I have an hour before the city wakes up. I have only one moment to make things right. Suddenly, I hear a car coming. What do I do?
~ Three days ago... Jude's point of view ~
I yawn and walk over to my closet. I hate school especially Mondays, every teen does. Freshman year is easy, so far, though. The classes are a piece of cake! I have straight A's in every class. In the first semester, I was left with only one high B, the rest were A's.
I blink at my clothes in my closet. I wanted to mess with my friends and I was in a good mood, so I pulled a shirt out that had different and darker shades of blue and purple, I also pulled on black skinny jeans, and headed to the bathroom.
I straighten my black scene hair. I had just put in green and blue streaks yesterday, and I love how it looks with what I have on. I grabbed my eyeliner and put thick black lines around my eyes. I could barely recognize myself. I looked like a total freak! Let's see what happens.
I picked my cell phone off my bed and checked the time. 6:37 Time to go. As I quietly tiptoe out the door with my back pack in my hand, I hear my mom scream at my dad. "Get up, you no good, lazy, quitter!" I stand still and sigh. Mom is in one of her "Moods." "Get up and get a job! It's 6:43! Get up!" I hear a slam, but I race out the door before I miss the bus again.
I get on the bus and sit next to my only friend that's a girl. She's like the sister I always wanted but I don't see her much as a sibling. Don't get me wrong, I have a sister and I love her, but she's boring and too goody-goody. This girl is my best friend, she's a lot like me, and she absolutely blows my mind. "Hey, Jude," She says.
"Oh, don't start singing. Please!" I glare at her.
"Hey, Jude. Don't make it bad," she sings.
She has a great voice, but every time she's in a good mood, she sings that song by The Beatles. "Take a sad song, and make it better. Remember to let her into your heart, then you can start to make it better. Hey, Ju -" I kissed her on the lips and she immediately shut up.
"Thank you!" I laughed while she was still stunned. After about a minute she punched me hard in the arm. "Hey! What was that for? How else am I going to get you to quit singing?"
"Jerk, why do you have to kiss me? You know I... " She goes silent.
"I know you like me. I'm sorry. I guess, it's a habit. I'll stop doing that to get you to be quiet."
"No, it's fine. I just wish you didn't use that to shut me up."
"Can I ask you something?" She looks at me, and her eyes tell me she's a little hurt. Why did I do that?
"What is it, Jude?" Oh, man, now I have to ask her! She'll hit me, I know it!
"Tomorrow night there's a football game, so I was thinking we could get some dinner."
"Oh." Oh? Oh? What does that mean?"
"Is Max and his girl going to be there?" Max is my other best friend, but he's a dude.
"No. I meant that we go together. Just us go, know what I mean?"
"Okay." She looks a little confused and there is still hurt in her eyes.
"Jeez, Skylar, I'm asking you out!" Her eyes seem to come alive. Her eyes are a deep sweet chocolate. Those eyes really could hypnotize.
"Really? Like, a date?"
"Yes, ma'am. So, do you want to go to dinner tomorrow?"
"Uh, YEAH!" I smile and hold her hand all the way to school and to her first class. Today is a good day! At the end of the day I meet Skylar at the front of the school, as I do every day. "How was English?"
"Same, boring as usual. Ready to go home?"
"Yes, but my mom called me a moment ago, saying I had to go to deliver some crap to the hospital. You know 'cause she's, like, a nurse there."
"Okay."
"Bus?"
"No, my cousin, Matt, is coming to pick me up today. Need a lift?"
"Take me home?"
"Of course," I said. As if on cue, Matt pulled up and smiled at Skylar.
"Skylar, Skylar. Beautiful as always," Matt said. Skylar frowned and looped her arm through mine. "Get in, I'll take you home." We both hopped in the back seat of his truck. Matt hit on her the whole halfway to her house. "Come on, baby, go out with me? Skylar, You're sexy and all o' that can't go to waste. I'll take care of you. Ya know that!"
Skylar must've gotten sick of him because right as he looked up at the rearview mirror, she kissed me. I sat there in a daze for a while then kissed her. Matt was silent the rest of the way there. When Skylar was home I leaned forward and whispered in Matt's ear. "She's mine now."
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Part Two
~ Skylar's point of view ~
I absolutely couldn't stand that boy. I know it's Jude's cousin, but I still hated him. Matt has hit on me even as kids. I've hated him ever since I met him when we were both around the age of nine. I mean, seriously! What's his problem? You'd think a guy can take a hint!
Now, I had to go to the hospital. My mom wanted two things... But what were they? I couldn't call her then, she'd be upset and flip on me. She'd scream into the phone, "Don't you EVER listen? Are you deaf? Listen carefully now. Don't forget these words. Useless child. Never mind... I'll just ask someone else."
I went straight for her room and noticed she left her bag. Well, there's one thing she needed. Second was... I looked around the room searching for anything. Something randomly took over my thoughts. I smiled. I remembered Jude's face when he said he liked me, and when he kissed me those eyes twinkled. I shut my eyes and I could feel his lips. I sighed and opened them again. This is probably just a dream. He would never ask me out or like me more than a best friend.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, just then. A text, from Jude. It read, 'Hey (: did ya find wht u need? Can I help?' I texted back with a plain, 'no thanks.' I spotted the one thing my mother couldn't live without. Makeup bag. I snatched it up, along with her bag, and headed to the garage.
I opened the door and stopped with my jaw dropped. Where's my car?! Right... Mom took my car due to the fact hers was in the auto shop or whatever. Jude time... I called him up. "I need a ride to the hospital. Mom has my car, so either you can help me out or I'm screwed." He was outside my door in a few. He drove me to the hospital, I gave my mother her stuff, and then we just drove.
I stared out the window the whole time. I sat up as soon as I realized where we were going. My second favorite place - The top of Mount Casey. There's a spot up there, where you could see the whole valley and all the stars. I thought it was cute that Jude would take me up here in his old car. We finally get to the top.
We laid out on his car and stared at the stars. Just like a movie. He watched me as I became fascinated in this world. Every dot in the sky was a planet, a sun, a galaxy, a solar system, there could even be another Earth. His grin never faded. I looked over at him, and as he reached for my hand we stared at each other. I laid my head on his chest, and the next thing I knew, I was asleep in Jude's bed.
I looked around his room. That's right, his parents were out of town. I searched for him. Odd... Usually, when I sleep at his house, we sleep together. Of course, we were just the best of friends then, so it was no big deal. I peeked over the edge of his bed and there was Jude. Jude was face in a pillow, all wrapped up in a blanket with his arm around Jayne, his girl bulldog. I tapped on his shoulder and he woke up. "Climb in bed with me, please? I can't sleep without you," I whispered.
He smiled a sleepy smile, then got in bed next to me. "I didn't know if it was appropriate now that we're... you know. Going out." He pulled me close and I snuggled with him. I felt so happy. When I woke up it was 8:15 am. Sophomores didn't have to come to school until 12:30 pm, but I didn't feel tired. I decided to go outside. I first cleaned myself up, I didn't want to look like a zombie when my boyfriend woke up.
I walked outside; it was drizzling. I didn't mind the rain, it felt good on my skin. I heard some music come on inside the house. I realized I had been outside in the rain for nearly 2 hours. Suddenly, I heard "Hey, Jude," come on. Of course. My hair and clothes were already very damp when the rain came down harder. I couldn't reach the door fast enough to just stay damp.
Jude, who looked more like a zombie than I did before, busted out laughing when I struggled to get in the house. There wasn't much point in struggling when I was already soaked, but I still desperately tried to get in the house, slipping many times. I glared at Jude while he fell to the floor laughing so hard.
"Phew, sorry. That was hilarious." He wiped his eyes, he had laughed so hard that he cried.
I punched him in the arm, leaving a wet mark. "What's your problem? It wasn't funny!" I gave him the puppy eyes trick.
"You're right... I'm sorry. Here, let me help you." He walked to his bedroom and came back with a towel and one of my outfits.
"What? How do you have my clothes here?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"This is awkward..."
"Sky, think about it. How many times have you slept over? How many times have you taken a shower here or changed here and left your clothes? You know my parents travel a lot and leave me here. I do the chores, including laundry. They're clean. How soaked are you?"
I looked down and shuffled my feet. I knew what he was asking. How stupid could I be that I have left my undergarments at his house? I looked up again and said, "Just my first layer of clothes." I took the shirt and pants then dried off and clothed in the bathroom.
Once I got out of the bathroom, Jude grabbed my arms, spun me around, dipped me and kissed me on the lips. "Whoa," he breathed. "Was it just me or was that kiss just incredible?" I smiled and blushed. "Sorry, guess that was pretty cheesy, huh?"
"You're right, that was quite a kiss," I breathed deep. "Jude."
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Part Three
~ Jude's point of view ~
Noon came around all too fast. We left for school, which seemed to not want to end. Finally, two o'clock came and we all bolted for the buses or our cars. I lay across the front of the car, waiting for my date. I didn't realize, I had passed out until I felt someone wiggle my foot.
"No," I grumbled.
"Fine, then I'll walk home. Jerk!" At the irritated voice of Skylar, I nearly jumped out of the car and onto my feet. I grabbed her by the elbow and she screamed. "Let go of me, you can't control me like a puppet."
I did as she said. Sky just kept walking. "What's gotten into you?" I cried after her. I watched as she stopped, turned then plopped right down on her butt, and sat in the middle of the road defeated. I was confused; I ran to her and pulled her off the ground.
"Pardon my behavior, please. I had to talk to my Biology teacher. He told me that I had to get my mom to go out with him or I'd fail. My 94 will slowly decline to a 62, a failing grade. I would also be sent to Detention until I failed my grade. I threw something at him and stormed out. Never in a zillion years would my mother date such an ugly, rude, anger-management, nasty man like him. Not to mention he's a teacher. I'm going to fail." Now she was sat in the passenger seat looking at me like her life was threatened, in a way it was.
I stretched my body across the front seats and kissed her. Just when I was about to pull away her arms wrapped tightly around my waist. After a while, she loosened her arms and I sat back in my seat. Her eyes met mine with the same expression. "Whoa..." We said together. That was the most amazing kiss either of us ever experienced, and she was completely chill now.
"Thank you, for giving me a smile and a kiss, I so desperately needed," Skylar grinned.
"No problem. Now, how about we head to my place for three hours until six o'clock?" I started the car and headed home.
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The two of us sat around and played pointless video games, just like old times. An hour until we had to leave I played some music. Automatically our favorite song, our song, came on. It was a slow song, so she laid her head on my chest and we swayed slow to the beat of Fireflies by Owl City.
As we danced I thought of how we began and how the song fits us so perfect. I sang to her while we danced. I moved to this city towards the end of fifth grade. There was a party welcoming new middle schoolers the summer before sixth. It was such a warm night.
An hour after darkness, I saw her following a miniature yellow light. The little girl clasped her hands together and the light glowed through her fingers in the darkness. She ran up to me and yelled, "Firefly! I'm Skylar, what's your name?"
"Jude," I mumbled quietly, much shyer than her. "Is that light, um, a bug?"
"Yeah!" She grabbed my wrist and showed me how to catch the winged luminescence. They all lit up our world and swarmed around us to make us dance along with them. It was so much like a dream, and all when it was so wonderful, the party ended and we were all to go home.
We pouted as our mothers sighed. "Time to go, say goodbye to your little friend," they would repeat. We got teary-eyed as we said our goodbyes. We hated every second of the fact we might never see each other again.
The first day of school was harsh and I missed that magnificent night. I missed that magnificent girl, her eyes, smile, giggle, and voice. Just as I was thinking of her she walked in giving everyone high-fives and fist bumps. My day brightened but dimmed again as I realized I'm the new kid and she's popular.
When she turned and saw me, she was happy. Once she became friends with the shy, new kid that no one liked, her reputation turned to dust. We had little friends, so we became besties. That's how we started. I liked her from the night I met her; as far as I know she has like-liked for only a year and a half now. She still had other boyfriends that broke my heart.
The song ended, and I came back to Earth with my present Skylar. Although the same, so different from her past self. I spun her around, as she came to me, I kissed her neck. I loved her smell and the warmth of her soft skin. She wasn't wearing perfume, so her natural, amazing smell made me smile. I looked into her eyes just before she kissed my lips ever so softly.
My stomach knotted as butterflies entered. I took a deep breath and got lost in the moment. When our lips separated, I leaned my forehead on hers and smiled into her beautiful eyes.
"I love you." She backed up. Oh shit. What did I just say? She looked shocked, partially scared. "I'm sorry. Oh jeez, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Just forget I said that."
"No. Did you just say you love me?" She seemed to have calmed down a bit.
"Skylar, I'm so sor -"
"I love you too."
"I know, I know. I shouldn't have said that. Wait, what? You love me too?" Sky nods and grins like there's no tomorrow. I grin back and nearly scream, "You love me! Oh my gawd! This is great! Thank you. Thank you so much for loving me too."
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Part Four
Almost at the end! Boohoo:( Enjoy!
~ Skylar's point of view ~
Jude said he loved me. We've only been going out for a day now! I've loved him for a long time now. It turns out for him, it was love at first sight. He took me home before dinner and I dressed in a silky blue strapless dress.
At about 6:20, my doorbell rang. One of my guy friends looked at me with angry eyes.
"I'm going to KILL your boyfriend!"
"Why? George, what's wrong?!" I tried to calm him.
"Come here, attractive thing." He grabs my wrist and sits me in his '84 blue mustang.
He drives quite fast over to Sarah Passino's house. Sarah Passino is the snobby cheerleader who just happens to live across the street from Jude, and is George's girlfriend. Oddly, they date and she still hates me.
When we pull up, I see Sarah and Jude talking. Laughing even. George sat there in his car shaking and looking like a volcano about to explode. I sat there and watched in horror as Sarah obviously moved closer to Jude. She had this look of hunger in her eyes.
She reached for his hand and instantly his mouth opened slightly to say something, but before words could form she pulled herself up to his face and kissed his lips. George and I nearly broke the car doors trying to run to the two. They were still lip-locked when we came up and broke them up. As soon as I ripped the stupid tramp off my boyfriend and threw her to the ground with a bloody face, I realized something.
Jude didn't push her away much. When she kissed him, he grabbed her arms and pushed her back but loosened his grip after a while. I got off Sarah and ran to the now Jude, who was pinned down by George and his fist.
George was screaming, "You little rat! Stay away from my girlfriend!" I pulled George off Jude and stood on my toes to get close to his face. We were so close, one more inch and we'd be kissing. "Skylar?" I moved even closer.
~ Jude's point of view ~
Oh, Skylar. She looked so beautiful. That dress was beautiful; even as angry as she was, she looked beautiful. As I thought this she grabbed George, her guy friend, off me and she made her way to his face. Then closer. I knew her. I knew what she was doing. Pay back. Pay back to me and Sarah, so we could feel their pain.
I couldn't watch her kiss him. She moved even closer. Then she turned her head and glared at me. Her lips parted the very bit and she growled, "You never pushed away." She's right, I didn't move away.
"Skylar..." George looked at her and smiled. "You're so beautiful. He doesn't deserve even a strand of... you're gorgeous. Don't take him back." She looked in his eyes and he leaned close to her... too close.
I shut my eyes, trying to hide the tears. I love her. I can't see her kiss someone else. Yeah, they kissed and I don't have to see to know it happened. When I look back up, Sarah, who had a broken nose, was screaming from over-exaggerated pain.
Skylar and George left in his car. He probably took her home, we were supposed to go to the Homecoming dance but not anymore. I picked up Sarah and put her in the passenger seat of my car. The whole way she cried until I called her mom at the hospital and promised she would buy her daughter a new nose.
The doctor was clearly annoyed by Sarah. She wailed until she was bandaged then she threatened to sue if he hurt her. I whispered "brat" when Sarah couldn't hear. She batted her eyes at me, kept grabbing my hand, and would not resist a chance to call me hers or try to kiss me.I missed Skylar. I called her a zillion times, but she wouldn't answer. I'm such a jerk...
After I took Sarah to her house and went home myself, I undressed and collapsed on my bed. I guess you could say I'm no longer a man because I cried myself to sleep thinking about Skylar.
~ Skylar's point of view ~
Was it wrong of me to leave Jude upset after I kissed George? He is such a jerk! But... I still love him. George took me home and waited for me to change into sweats. When I came out he hugged me and tucked me in bed. George is a nice guy; he acts sweet to any girl. For me, though, he'll do anything. He likes me, but not enough to love me.
He left my room and fell asleep on my couch until my mom came home and told him to beat it. I cried until my pillow was black with makeup. I was awake all night with the picture of Jude and Sarah in my mind. Around 6 am, the birds sang too happily. I finally fell asleep.
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Part Five
The last chapter! :'(( wahh! Not the end! Enjoy!:D
~ Still Skylar's point of view ~
Jude and I are together again. I forgave him because it wasn't his fault. He moved in with me, so I trust he won't talk to Sarah ever again. He sleeps in my bed, and I sleep on a mattress on the floor. Tonight, I can't sleep while he is out like a light.
I put on a black hood and go for a walk. When I lift my eyes off the pavement after walking a few miles, I realize I'm in front of Sarah's house. I climb up to her window and sneak in. After I poke Sleeping Beauty I whisper, "Hey, let's go to a party."
"Where?" She mumbles.
"At a college student's apartment. He gave me his number and I totally want to go to his party. He has some pretty hot college friends." I don't know what I'm doing but she's falling for it!
She shoots out of bed and quietly changes into a trampy dress and hooker heels while I wait in her driveway. After she sneaks out of her house we walk down a block.
"Why are you doing this? I mean you're dressed like an ugly killer hobo and you hate me," She says in her annoying girly voice.
"What? Can't we be buds? I'm past the hating you thing and I'm dressed like this because the college guy I talked about likes this. He says 'more to have fun taking off.'" I hate what I'm saying. What am I really doing? I stop and tell her to wait. "He'll pick us up here."
We're in complete darkness and she's already getting impatient. So am I. I stand in front of her where she can't see me. I reach in my right pocket and pull out a regular kitchen knife. I flick my wrist and slice open her throat. Who am I?
She just stares straight in her expression while a waterfall of blood spills from her neck. I just stare at the body and my crimson-stained fingers. What have I done? Sarah's blood covers my clothes. What have I done? What have I done? I killed someone. I actually killed someone. I panic and shoot up from the ground and nearly fall down from getting up so quickly. I back up into a wall and just stare at the body. I look down at my hands again. Why did I do this?
I run away leaving footprints. No. What if someone follows the prints! What if... What if... What if I'm found out? What if someone comes looking for me! What if I'm murdered for this? I stop running and walk back to the bloody scene. I walk far enough away and take off my shoes. I decide I will burn all my clothes and bury the ashes. I step out of the way of the trail of blood. Should I bury the body? No. Wait... But I will leave clues.
"Don't do it," part of me says. "You deserve to be found out. You are a cold blooded killer. You shall pay for this person's life. You shall not get away with this, you rotten murderer!"
"Why must you die? Why must YOU pay for this? You did nothing wrong. She had it coming. You should leave no trace behind. Clean up your mess. Understand?" Says the devil inside me.
"You no good, thief! Robber of life, you are! You don't deserve to live as much as this girl did! However, now times are different. You take a life, yours will be taken from you!"
"Go to Hell? I think not! You should leave no mess behind, and this girl will only be missing." Two sides and I must choose one before someone comes from their house to get the newspaper. I have a while before the city wakes up. I have only one moment to make things right. What do I do?
I start to shake and curl into a ball. I pick up my phone and call Jude. "Hey, Babe, I did something really bad... Can you come to your old neighborhood? I, uh, I killed Sarah and I don't know what to do now." I hear him slam the phone down on the receiver before it hangs up. I'm guessing he'll pretend none of this happened, will dump me, and want nothing to do with me now.
I get really angry, scared, and sad; I start to scream. Weirdly, the world around me starts to shake and I scream louder. I try to keep screaming when lips brush my neck, then my cheek. I keep my eyes shut and sit still feeling every inch of Jude. He's on top of me now, I'm pinned down to the bed; he has his face buried in my neck.
Jude knows what I like. He softly kisses from my neck to my lips, and I open my eyes to his, which tears are falling from. "Oh, Jude, don't cry! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to kill her!"
He frowns, "What? Kill who?"
I look around the place, it was just a nightmare. Then... Maybe the kiss... All of it was a nightmare!!! "Oh, Jude, I had the worst nightmare! You kissed Sarah and then I cried myself to sleep and I ended up killing Sarah."
~ Jude's point of view ~
"I did," I say, feeling like an ass. "I kissed Sarah, but you didn't kill her. THAT was the nightmare. I'm here now, Sweetie. I don't know if you'll forgive me but I came to apologize. Your mom wasn't home and I heard you scream." I kiss her cheek and message her shoulder. I know how to win her over with my touch, and I want to but I also want to respect her.
She gives in to me easier than usual and she starts to cry. "I love you!" She pulls me to her in a big Skylar-Bear hug. I pull her to my chest and bring her into a passionate kiss. "I like the way you smile, the way you walk. I like your dimples and your muscles. I love the way you always brag and flex. I like how protective you are; you have always been like that, even before we were together. I like your kiss, the way you hug me, and every romantic nerve in your body."
Her eyes twinkle then she pulls me tighter into another sweet kiss. "I am speechless, my darling," I say.
"Then say nothing at all." She presses her forehead against mine.
"No, because I have to tell you I love you." I lay next to her and she starts to fall asleep on my shoulder. She slept soundly even while I dozed off with her. The only thing I dreamt was a man with a mission, and a ring. The ring was the same ring that I saw at a local jewelry store. Maybe... Just maybe I can get that ring. I'll hold on to it for a year or two. I want this official. I love her, the world should know that too.
The End!
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