Hey everybody who's reading, enjoy chapter 9 since chapter 8 was a cliffhanger :)
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I continued to shake his shoudlers, I put my fingers on his neck really not wanting to know what i would feel. When i felt a pulse i let out a breath i didn't know i was holding. Really not knowing what to do, i tried to sit him up. But that failed. 'Emery, w-w-wake the hell up! please Emery i c-c-ant do this a-a-agin. Memories came flooding through my wall; the wall i spent so long trying to build up. The screaming, the crying, the pleading for my loved ones to wake up. The constant feeling of wondering what will happen next, the deep depression. But the worst was the loneliness...
Suddenly Emery coughed. Oh thank god! He flinched and coughed again, i helped him to a sitting position supporting his back. He slowly opened his eyes and something flashed through them when he looked at me. 'Alex?'
'Yeah it's me, come on, i've got to get you home' I said anxiously helping him up.
'No i'm fine, we can't ditch...um...school'. He said dazed, I stared at him in awe. He needs help, i need to clean him up and make sure he's ok!
'Are you serious?! come on you're hurt bad'. I supported his weight helping him to hobble out of the gym and out to the parking lot.
'Have you got the keys?' He nodded and tossed them to me, 'Wait give them back to can't drive yet' He said once we were in the car.
'I don't have a license but i never said i couldn't drive'. I backed out of the lot and made my way down the quiet road, a few minutes later of silence we pulled into the small drive. I rushed round to Emery to help him out but he shrugged my arm away 'I'm fine' he bluntly spoke, obviously embarrassed.
'Oh shut up, it's ok to be hurt, you don't have to act like a man all the time', i grabbed his arm again. This time he didn't shrug me off. Once inside the empty house we made our way upstairs. 'Go sit on the bathroom stool' i ordered.
I stalked in after him with tissues and bandages. 'Here' i said meekly handing him an ice pack for the bruise on his arm. I went to dab his nose with the tissue but he flinched away. 'Emery! please let me help', i said desperation obvious in my vioce, I had only known this amazing boy for four days but he was the sweetest and most caring guy i had ever met. I hated seeing him like this.
He eventually he let me clean the blood from his nose and clean the cut on his lip. I saw blood seeping through his shirt, 'Um...can you take off your shirt' I said timidly not making eye contact. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks.
He didn't reply for a moment, but proceeded to do so, i looked away. I forced myself to look at him, oh sweet jesus!
His body was amazing, he wasn't overly muscular, just perfectly toned...His skin was soft and tanned. My eyes romed is body until they reached his face, a small smirk played at his lips. 'Are you done checking me out?' He laughed trying to lighten the mood. My cheeks flushed a deep crimson as i looked down at my shoes in complete embarrassment. I felt his fingers softly lift my chin up, he gave me that small crooked smile of his. Making my heart beat faster 'It's ok, i know i'm irresistable'. He laughed.
I scoffed, 'Don't start acting like your brother!'. I said swatting his arm. He smile turned into a scowl, 'I'm not like him, i don't date and dump'.
Panick set in, 'Oh, sorry i didn't mean it like that'. I said quickly.
'Yeah i know what you meant, i know you didn't mean it like that; its fine Alex', he said with a slightly forced smile.
Still embarrassed i snaped out of my daze and continued to dab the blood from his cut. 'Aren't you going to ask what happened?...Back in the gym'. he said almost inaudible.
'I don't want to push you, i mean you barely know me...i know what it's like to be forced to talk about your problems...'. I said pausing for a moment, I added, 'But i do think it's good for you to talk to someone about it'.
'Who can i talk to? I don't have anyon......i never have'. His glassy eyes stared intensly into mine, for the first time i realised how vibrant the green was and how prominent the yellow specks brightened up his wide eyes.
'You have me', i whispered after a few moments of silence. Our faces were ever so close now, Emery's eyes flickered down to my lips, he leaned in slowly, almost unsure of himself. A few centimeters more and we would be kissing, did i want him to kiss me? My brain registered how fast this was all moving, i quickly pulled my head back and continued to bandage his chest. 'There, all done'. I said hastely leaving the bathroom. He jogged after me and grabbed my wrist.
'Sorry, i don't know what that was...i-i-i mean s-s-sorry again'. He explained, his cheeks went rosy and his eyes looked anywhere but at me. He ran his free hand through his tousled hair.
'What that was? Nothing obviously' i laughed nervously. Shit, i'd upset him! He couldn't even look at me...
'Hey, Emery can you maybe let go of my wrist', he registered that he indeed still had possession of me and swiftly released me. 'Thanks, so um i'm going to have a shower, i think you need to change out of those clothes', he looked down at his blood solied clothes. He went to leave...'Emery?' he turned back around. Face filled with confusion and slight hope? 'I'm always here if you need to talk', a genuine smile rose to his face. He paused for a moment, eyes looking at me for a while; studying me. He nodded in thanks, then stalked out of my bedroom.
I let out a deep sigh and walked over to my dresser. Plugging in my ipod i played Rudimental 'Waiting all night'. I maybe be in love with rock and metal, but when it comes to Rudimental i can't help but sing.
Sprawling out on my bed, i sang along for a while. Really getting into it! I jumped up and started swaying my hips to the beat. As the song got louder, i got even more excited, i was a shit dancer, but did my best, i started jumping frantically just letting go for once. It felt good to not care! No one was here anyway right? Well i thought that until...
'HAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH MY GOD!', i screamed and jumped back onto my bed. Hiding my face in embarrasment i peered through my fingers to see who saw me....Why him....
'NO! Go away Jessie!', i screamed burying my face into my pillow. I can't believe he saw that.
'Nice moves, even though you look like your having a fit!' he continued to laugh hysterically, he was almost in tears clutching is stomach, 'Youtube will love this!' he said replaying the video of me dancing. He recorded that! 'Give me the phone Jessie' i said darkly. He shook his head, trying to keep a serious face but a smile played at lips. I lunged at him but he swerved past me and jumped on his bed.
'Jessie stop being a dick and give it to me!', i was furious but at th same time amused that we were getting along.
'Nope' he said popping the P.
I threw myself at him and we fell onto the bed together wrestling for his phone, in one swift movement he flipped me over and pinned my arms down. Yeah i'm screwed.
I pushed him off making him land flat on his ass, I grabbed the phone and ran to the wall.
His face suddenly drew dark, all amusment had vanished, 'I will delete it but you have to do something for me'. I didn't like the way he said that...
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Hey everyone sorry i know its a bit short but yeah, what do you think it is???
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Erin xxxxx
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Teen FictionJessie is a player, he dates girls, dumps girls and shatters girls hearts. He's what you would call a typical 'bad boy'. Girls love him, guys envy him. But to be honest he doesn't care for anyone, never has, never will....that's what he thought... ...