Somebody Special Part 16

Yo, yo, yo. LOL. This is Part 16 of Somebody Special! I can say that this part is quite dramatic, but you'll seriously fall in love with Jay or Jerimiah if you read this.

Taylor looks similar to Nick Santino,He has dimples, brown hair, he's tall and skinny, and he likes reading and drawing. Jerimiah is your best friend in the story. He has amazing skin, glasses that look adorable on him, and black flippy hair. He's hilarious and is an amazing singer. Dakota tends to wear his nerd glasses everywhere. He has brownish/black hair and has perfect teeth. Even if he doesn't look like it, he's really smart. & not to mention he's cute! Elijah is more of the athletic type. He has piercing blue eyes and brown hair, along with an irresistable charm. Jay is more of the musical type. He can play guitar and has black hair with some blonde highlights. He has dimples aswell and beautiful violet eyes.

Created by: dannicuhh :3

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  1. Somebody was trying to shake me awake and as I opened up my crusty, tired eyes I saw that it was Jerimiah. Him and Jay were standing over me with worried looks. "Is it time for our shifts?" I asked kind of stupidly. Why else would the two of them be standing there waking me up? "Well yeah, and you were thrashing around like you were having a nightmare. What happened?" Jay asked quizzically. I cleaned out my eyes and re-did my hair as I motioned them to go outside. I brought a blanket out with me and sat down in one of the two chairs as Jerimiah brought out an extra one for himself. I told them everything and I cringed towards the ending. "Do you think it was a message?" I asked, since no one else was talking. "It might be. I mean-" "It's just a dream. Don't be so paranoid." Said a voice coming from the doorway of the hut that interrupted Jay. It was Bentley. He was leaning against the side of the doorway with an arrogant smirk that kind of offended me. Agitated, Jay replied, "If you haven't noticed, there's everything to be paranoid about. I would have thought weeks of solitude would have taught you that. As I was saying, I think it was a message. Something that you were supposed to see. A sort of clue to where Snuggles is." "Snuggles is dead. If what you saw in that dream was real then Snuggles is probably dead and so it Wall-E. That Xnavius monster probably took care of them in a snap." Bentley retorted. He was such a downer sometimes. "Why do you have to be so negative?" I asked him with an edge in my voice. He laughed and said, "I don't know. Maybe my weeks of solitude should have taught you better." Jay was about to comment when he realized that Bentley was mocking him, but I put a hand on his shoulder to tell him to drop it. "I'm going to sleep now. Sweet dreams." Bentley cooed as he whistled his way inside of the hut closing the door.
  2. "What a douche." I mumbled under my breath, wrapping the blanket more tightly around myself as the wind grew stronger. "Well, his weeks of solitude hasn't done him any better." Jerimiah said with a small smile. I returned the smile and looked up at the sky. The stars were shining as bright as ever and I couldn't help but stare dreamily into them. I didn't realize it, but Jerimiah got an extra blanket from the hut and lay it on the ground. He added an extra layer and added some pillows. I came back to reality as my neck started hurting and saw Jay staring at me. I looked at him, and he looked away all cute and such with a smile. I saw Jerimiah lying down on the left side of the blanket and he motioned me to join him. I invited Jay, and I lay down in the middle as Jay took the right side. The starts were definitely easier to look at, and being in the middle of two cuties was nothing to complain about. I smiled to myself, but felt the urge to snuggle up to someone. Ignoring the temptation I asked, "Do you think Valentine and Elijah are still together?" I heard a small laugh from Jay as Jerimiah said, "They're basically married. But I wish Elijah could just tell Val that he loves her." Val. He has a nickname for her. "Remember when you used to like her?" I asked Jerimiah. "You used to like Valentine?" Jay asked, finally joining the conversation. Although it was dark, I could still see Jerimiah blush a little. "Yeah, I remember. But I'm over it." Jay stirred around a bit. "So, are you and Emma friends now?" He asked him. "Yeah. I mean, we don't talk as much but I guess she's moved on to Dakota." "And who have you moved on to?" I asked him with a little curiosity; even if I already knew the answer.
  3. "It's kind of obvious." He replied with a smile, fixing his glasses. "...who?" Jay inquired, his jawline tensing up a little. "Um. _____? I'm not gay you know." Jerimiah replied. Oh, man. I smell me some drama. "Oh. Sorry, I just wasn't expecting you to say that considering that her and I has tasted each other's lips before." My lips have a taste? "Oh, really? What do they taste like?" Jerimiah inquired, not believing Jay. "Candy canes." He answered triumphantly. Jerimiah was silent for a moment then said, "Well that doesn't count for anything. Taylor and Dakota kissed her too, you know." I tried shrinking down and tried going unnoticed until Jay said, "We'll let her decide then." Then everything fell silent. I suppose they were waiting for me to say something, but I was pretending that I was sleeping. Wise choice, I know. Oh, and I wish I could kiss myself to see if my lips really did taste like candy canes. I tried licking them, but it didn't taste like anything distinct. I felt somebody's hand remove the hair out of my eyes and recognized the natural scent of cinnamon as Jerimiah. "She's sleeping." He said aloud. He kissed my nose and whispered a "sleep tight" in my ears.
  4. I opened my eyes a little bit and saw Jerimiah get up from the blanket to go inside of the hut. After about ten seconds, Jay laughed a little and said, "He's gone, you know. You can stop pretending to sleep. He went to look for a snack in the fridge and get some blankets. You have like five minutes." I turned to face him and asked, "How did you know?" He smiled. His purple eyes were striking at this time of day. They strangely reminded me of Valentine's Day. The day on which I feel the most alone while I see all of these cute couples at school, in public, on the computer, or on the t.v. "You're breathing is too fast for somebody to be sleeping. And when Jerimiah kissed you on the nose I saw you blush. I don't think you can blush while you're sleeping." He smiled, which made me smile. I put my hand on his cold cheek. "Do my lips really taste like candy canes?" I asked him, totally ruining the moment. He laughed and nodded his head. "They taste like candy canes and Christmas. If that makes sense at all. No surprise to me though. You know that feeling you get when you wake up on Christmas morning and you get butterflies in your stomach and you get all excited because you get to open up all of your presents? That's how I feel every time I see you. And you know that feeling you get when you open your presents and you find out you got everything that you wanted? That feeling of happiness and joy? That's how I feel whenever I'm with you. Every second, I feel happy."
  5. I melted on the spot. What was I supposed to say to that? Thanks? "I hear him coming back. You should go back to pretending to be asleep." He told me with a smile. His lips were surprisingly warm as he pressed them against my hand. The kiss felt all tingly and it sent good shivers up my spine. I did as was told though, and went back to pretending to be asleep as Jerimiah came back. He thankfully put another blanket over me and I unknowingly cuddled up to him, my head laying on his chest, hearing his gentle heart beat. I guess Jay felt awkward since I heard him get up from the blanket and sit down in one of the chairs. I felt bad though because he just expressed some of his feelings for me and I just decide to snuggle up with Jerimiah. I closed my eyes but didn't dare go back to sleep because of the fear of another vivid dream. I shut my eyes for what felt like a minute until I heard a shrilling scream. I bolted right up and looked around. I was on my feet with Jerimiah and Jay, but we didn't see anything out of the ordinary. At least, out in the front. I ran out to the back of the hut and saw a body laying there in a pool of blood. It was Valentine.
  6. I saw a black figure run off into the trees, but as much as I wanted to chase after it, I couldn't leave Valentine alone like that. Jerimiah and Jay were kneeling down on the ground along side her as I heard voices coming from the front; probably the others wondering if something happened to us. I ran to the front of the hut and saw pale faces looking at me for an explanation. Elijah was just running out of the hut asking, "Where's Valentine?" I was about to cry as I saw Elijah's worried expression. My shaky hands took hold of his wrist and motioned everybody to follow me. It seemed like forever until we were standing in front of the scene, the boys trying to stop the blood from pouring out of Valentine's side. She was breathing heavily and screamed out as she saw Elijah. "Valentine....VALENTINE!" Elijah exclaimed as he knelt down beside Valentine and held her head close in his arms not caring whether or not her blood stained his clothes. Her voice was weak as she muttered, "I don't want to die..." That's when I burst into tears. Elijah kept his hand over Valentine's, trying to keep the pressure on the wound. "You're not going to die! Don't talk like that. We're going to get you help. We're going to do something. Just stay with me, okay? Please...just stay with me, Valentine." He shot a glance at us as we just stood there and watched. "WELL DO SOMETHING!" He barked at us, which startled me as I never heard Elijah so angry before' even when him and Valentine were fighting just earlier today.
  7. We all ran into the huts searching for a first-aid kit or something that could help. "I found it!" I heard Emma shout. She was holding a big box with a red cross on it. We all followed her outside with the first aid kit and she knelt down with Elijah and opened the kit. I found a towel and tried cleaning the wound out. "I need some alcohol!" I demanded. Dakota passed me it and I cursed under my breath as I had difficulty opening it since my hands were so shaky. "Valentine this is going to hurt okay? I'm so sorry." I finally got the bottle open and spilled it all over her wound. She let out a blood curling scream and started thrashing around in pain. Elijah was shushing her and telling her that everything was going to be okay. Emma put on a gauze on the wound but the blood seemed to just cut through it. "It's not going to work." Bentley said calmly. Elijah glared at him. "What do you mean it's not going to work? Do you want her to die?!" With a step forward, Bentley said, "I think a monster attacked her. She has monster poison in her blood and a simple cleaning and bandaging wont do anything. She needs special treatment. If you let me, I'll try to help her." Elijah hesitated but then agreed. "But I'll need some...special items. Without them, the operation can't be done." "Where the hell are we going supposed to get them? We're in the middle of the fckn jungle!" I exclaimed. Wait a minute. Doesn't the agency watch us? I burst through the hut and started screaming my head off. I remember when somebody told me that the agency watched us. They could hear us. Well if they can do that, then why aren't they doing anything to actually help us? "ARE YOU GUYS HAPPY? LOOK WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE! ARE YOU GUYS JUST GOING TO LET HER DIE?! YOU'RE JUST GOING TO WATCH WHILE WE TRY DOING EVERYTHING TO KEEP HER ALIVE? YOU FILTHY ANIMALS! IF YOU DON'T HELP US THEN THE DEAL'S OFF. WE'RE NOT GOING TO DO YOUR DIRTY WORK ANYMORE. You guys probably hate me. But do it for Elijah. Please." I collapsed against the wall, completely out of breath. Everything started getting really dizzy, but then I saw a piece of paper pinned up on the wall. Bug, bold, black letters read, "As you wish." Then a green duffel bag appeared right next to me. Without looking at its contents, I grabbed it and started running back to the back and threw the bag into Bentley. "Here. Heal her. Now." I am not one to mess with and Bentley knows that.
  8. We helped carry Valentine inside onto her bed while Bentley started muttering some strange words that weren't English. He got a tube filled with turquoise powder that resembled glitter. He sprinkled it all over Valentine's wound as Elijah was pacing back and forth, rubbing his hands together. What he always does when he's nervous. Then Bentley took out a vile filled with a red liquid that looked a lot like blood. He was about to force it down Valentine's throat when Elijah demanded to know what it was. Bentley rolled his eyes and said, "It's an antidote. Relax." He sat Valentine up and she half heartily drank the vile. Sooner or later, she was out like a light." "What did you do?!" Elijah yelled at Bentley. "That was supposed to happen! The antidote goes off into her blood stream and tries fighting off the poison. But since heaps of blood was lost, it makes the antidote less powerful. Right now I say she has about a 75% chance of living. But if the monster was powerful, it could be less. I can't be accurate though because we have no idea what attacked her in the first place. I suggest you all hope for the best, but expect the worst. Now I'm going hunting, so we have something to eat in the morning." With that, he strode off fearlessly into the mysterious jungle.
  9. Elijah took Valentine's hands into his and climbed into bed with her. He was stroking her hair and whispered to her over and over again, "I love you. I love you so much. Please don't leave me. Not like this." I wanted to comfort him. Tell him everything was going to be okay, but I didn't want to promise something I couldn't whole heartily keep. I put a reassuring hand on Elijah's shoulder and tried putting on an optimistic smile like the way Valentine does whenever I'm upset. After that, I went back out to the front and lay back down on the blanket crying my eyes out. I couldn't picture losing so many people in a matter of 24 hours. I don't function like that. I can't function like that. My teenage hormones and emotions aren't made to handle things like that. They're made for heartbreaks, breakouts, and stupid wh0res at school that I hate on from a distance. I wish I had some hot chocolate right now. Hot chocolate seems to calm me down after something tragic happens. But no. I doubt that there's any hot chocolate in this stupid tropical jungle and I doubt that there's a person missing a wedding ring in here too. What is the agency doing back there? They could at least give us some directions from MapQuest so that we have a clue wear to look. Exhausted, I lay there with my hands on my forehead gazing up at the sky wishing that things could be different. The sun was at the peak or rising, and it got slightly warmer so I didn't need the extra blankets on me. "Are you thinking of hot chocolate and donuts right now?" Jerimiah asked. I didn't know he was there watching me. He was leaning against the hut with a small, yet tired smile on his face. I sat up as he joined me and said, "I was really craving for some hot chocolate with those mini marshmallows. But now that you mention it, I could really use a box of Krispy Kremes..." I then smiled and adjusted his glasses for him. He only needed those glasses for reading, but he wears them often. Without them though, his eyes look a little smaller, but really cute. I remember he tried contacts once, but he kept dropping them which resulted in public humiliation amongst others. It's not that he's cared or anything because Jerimiah was a really lovable person. I guess that's why he's my best friend.
  10. "Thanks. So what's up?" He asked me. "Me? Oh you know, I was just thinking about the different ways potatoes are prepared for food like boiling, frying, mashing, baking, and so on and so forth." He laughed and said, "I know you and Valentine were kind of close. What's on your mind right now?" I thought about it for a minute and was lost in my own emotions. I felt hatred, anger, sadness, insecurity. I'm guessing Jerimiah didn't need my words as it was practically written across my face. "it's okay to cry, you know. You don't have to act to tough. My shoulders are always free for you." I hugged him tight. At first, I didn't do anything but listen to his heartbeat. Then all the emotion started coming at me all at one time and before I knew it, Jerimiah's shirt was stained with tears. Then something made me stop. Taylor ran outside of the hut with a worried expression. "Valentine's awake." Well that was fast. A little too fast for my liking. Jerimiah helped me up and we both walked into the hut. Everybody was standing over Valentine as she was stirring around in bed. Then her eyes fluttered open and she looked around oddly. "Why is everyone staring at me like that? What happened?" There was a big sigh of relief. I even smiled a little bit. I wanted to see Elijah's reaction, but his face was stone cold. he caught me staring and then forced a happy grin as he pulled Valentine into his arms. "Did you see that?' I whispered into Taylor's ear. "Yeah, I did." He replied. Then Elijah snapped his head towards Taylor and me like he overheard us. I even stepped back a little but because it looked like he was about to jump us or something. Elijah helped Valentine up and was about to kiss her when Bentley interrupted him. "Don't move, Elijah." Elijah stopped in his tracks. For a second there, his eyes turned a bloody red instead of his usual fascinating blue eyes.
  11. "Did any of you see Elijah kiss Valentine on the lips before I gave her the antidote?" Bentley asked the group. "Yeah, I did. When you were busy talking about needing those special items to heal her. Why?" Dakota said. Bentley's lips curled into a sour smile. "Valentine, sweety, don't look." She hesitated, and then went over to Elijah to bury her face into, but Bentley told her to move away from him. Puzzled, she did as was told and she turned facing out so that she could see the jungle. "Whatever you do, don't turn around. Okay? Valentine, you need to trust me." She nodded timidly, her breathing getting faster every second. "You can rot in the hell you stupid Boretalom." With that, Bentley revealed a sword from behind him and struck Elijah square in the chest.

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