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JAMES

He got dressed and tried to make his hair presentable. After failing miserably, he thought just to leave it the way it was.

'Zareena's' hair is even messier.' het thought. 'And she's a girl. So, I am good.'

He went down stairs and kissed his mom and sister, said good-bye to his step dad and went to the garage to take his car. He was thirty minutes early but no worries.

It was amazing; the bond between him and Zareena. It was as if the two already knew each other. And he knew how excited she was to go to this party. She said that it was her first and James wanted to make this night something special for her. He planned everything. They will leave the party early and James will take her to his secret place inside the woods. It was a small clearing in the middle of the forest, with a small lake, he had a picknic basket full of blueberry jam sandwiches and soda -Zareena's favorite- in his car and he'll take her there blind folded to surprise her. He knew it was a cliché thing to do but he knew Zareena would love it and it was his place. He found it when... he didn't knew when. He had been going there since he remembered, when he felt like he wanted his dad to disappear from this world, he went there and made himself disappear from reality for a little while, in his own private world separating him from the rest with tall trees and imagination and he wanted Zareena in that world, a world that was only meant to be his. He wanted to share it with her.

He pulled over Zareena's drive way and got out of the car. He was about ring the doorbell when he heard a scream muffled by the thick walls. It was barely audible but James knew that it was hers. He kicked the door open. He saw Julie lying unconscious in the couch.

'Stay away from me!!' Zareena screamed from upstairs.

It was the way she screamed. A blood curling cry that made him sprang into action.

James took something from the kitchen to his hand, too preoccupied to even look at what he took.

He could hear Zareena scream but she was getting tired. He took three steps at time, went to her room and opened the without making a sound.

The scene in front of him boiled his blood. It made his vision go red around the edges.

A man was trying to get a grip on Zareena and force her into bed. Her dress was torn, exposing way too much skin which only made the monster holding her wilder. Blood was dripping from her nose where he hit her. Her arms where badly bruised.

'Feisty are we?' the man snickered slapping her in the cheek.

'That's it'

Two strides across the room and he hit the man in his head with the thing in his hand.

' A frying pan? Sweet!!' a part of him thought.

The man fell face first into the floor and a satisfying crack was heard from his nose.

He wasn't going to wake up for a few hours

Zareena crashed into his arms like a dead body. For once he was surprised to feel her skin warm. No, not warm. Hot, she was burning up! Her eyes focused on him but he doubted she saw right because her eyes were crossed and half closed.

'Arden....?' she managed.

'Arden?'

'Zee?' James laid her in her bed. 'Are you in pain? Show me where it hurts.....Can you squeeze my hand? Can you wait until I get Julie.. No-no! don't close your eyes!'

'J-James?' She said his name.

Part of him noticed how tingles went down his spin when his name rolled out of Zareena's lips and the other part noticed how much it drained her by just saying his name.

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