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Post by Jett Chen on Sept 8, 2009 3:18:48 GMT -5
Jett left Eden in the morning and did not see her the rest of the day. Not a surprise at all. He barely saw her unless it was at her locker, at lunch or after school. Much like today. Jett smiled. He would have to mess with Eden about saving her. Although that was assuming the awkwardness went away, which it had yet to do. However, that did not mean he could not try....right...actually avoiding her sounded much nicer right now.
Jett made his way through his boring classes. Soon he would be graduating and he could not wait. Jett was very excited and happy to be getting out. He was unsure of what college he would go to. He had applied to a few places. Acceptance letters would be coming in very soon. Jett wanted to stay close, but was unsure if he should. He applied to UCLA just in case, but his dream school...well there were a few.
Jett made his way to the cafeteria. He decided to give the school lunch a chance to day. He walked in and stopped to talk to a few people. He smiled like he always did and walked on. He spotted Eden and walked over. "well hello there....any more guys I should be warned about girlfriend." Jett winked. It was not even a minute before the doors busted open nd a group of kids walked on raining bullets down upon everyone. Jett saw one of the guns pointed at Eden and he got in the way pulling her down. "Come on." He pulled her low to the ground toward the door at the other end so they could crawl out of the cafeteria. Once Jett got them both safely away he looked at her..." Thats Twice...is today save Eden day." Jett was too pumped up on adrenaline to notice his right arm was bleeding from being shot.
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Post by Eden Patridge on Sept 8, 2009 13:37:41 GMT -5
Eden folded her arms across her chest when Jett approached her. "Ha. Ha. Very funny," she said, making a face at him, turning as she heard a noise...guys with guns...one was pointed at her. Eden froze...standing there stock still as the trigger was pulled, frozen in place still, Jett jumped in the way. Eden was still in shock. She let Jett pull her away...still not reacting.
It wasn't until they were safe that, she came back, hardly hearing his words about saving her. "You've been shot!" she said, breathing heavily, practically hyperventilating. "What do we do..." She looked down, still in a daze, not everything registering...
He was bleeding...a lot....she needed to stop it...with nothing else to use, Eden pulled her shirt off and held it against his arm, trying to stop the blood...she tied it around, not even really paying attention to the fact that she was sitting there in her shorts and bra. "I...I think you'll be okay...but we have to get you to the hospital," she said.
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Post by Jett Chen on Sept 8, 2009 16:50:53 GMT -5
Even with Eden pointing out the gun shot Jett still did not register it. He just looked at her and blinked. Then all the sudden she removed her shirt, "Whoa babe...we are in the middle of getting shot at and you want to get frisky...just how kinky are you..." Jett said laughing. It was not until she pressed her shirt against his arm that he felt pain. It shot through his body like something he had never felt before. The pain made him sick to his stomach. "I think I am going to be sick." Yet nothing happened. Which was good.
Jett leaned against the wall and looked at his arm. "I think the blood is worse then the shot." He hoped so. Sure he was in pain and felt a little sick, but other then that and panicking he was just fine. He did not feel dizzy or felt like he was going to pass out at all. Which was good. "treatment for gun shot wounds is something they should always teach in school." Jett laughed again. In the face of a bad situation jett resorted to jokes and laughing. If he did not then he would panic.
And the panic did set in. The moment he realized his sister was still out there. "Crap...izzy...she is out there Eden...I have to find her..." Izzy was Jetts baby sister and he would not go anywhere until he knew she was okay, "What about Ben?" He asked...its not like Eden would know where he was after all he was not there. But still. panic was rising, but Jett was trying to keep his head. Not easy.
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Post by Eden Patridge on Sept 8, 2009 18:16:07 GMT -5
"Seriously---how is it possible that you're still joking?" Eden asked, her eyes wide before she pressed her shirt against his arm. It held in the blood a bit but it wasn't long before the blood started to seep through the shirt. "Please don't get sick," she said making a face...this was already enough to deal with... She was glad when he didn't but still worried.
"I'm really glad you think this is funny," Eden said, pressing on his arm a little harder. "You're bleeding a lot...." she said, biting down on her bottom lip.
When Jett started freaking out about Izzy, Eden pushed him back down with all her might. "Don't you dare move!" she scolded. "I can't tell you if Izzy will be okay or not," she said, tears welling up in her eyes, but not quite crying, "I don't know if Ben is going to be okay either...but we can't move...we're safe here. If you go back inside you could get killed. You already saved my life...now I'm going to save yours by not letting you go back in there," she said. She meant it too. She was absolutely terrified about where both Ben and Izzy could be...but there was no way they would make it in there to find them and still come out alive. Her words were more forceful that usual too...usually even when she sounded set on something she could be talked out of it, but right now there was no messing with her. She meant business.
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Post by Jett Chen on Sept 9, 2009 0:51:00 GMT -5
Either Eden was strong as hell or Jett was weak from the gun shot wound because she pushed him down like it was nothing. "I have to joke...it makes this easier to deal with..." He told her. "Were you like this when we slept together because I have to say its quite attractive to see you getting all control like....." He smiled and winked. He needed to keep somethings normal. And honestly things had been awkward enough around them and they were not getting any better especially now that they were saving each others life.
Jett was holding the shirt. "Of course there is blood its a gun shot..." He said laughing. when Jett got scared he laughed and he could not help it. He did not mean anything mean by what he said. It was suppose to be a joke. Jett looked at her. "Look...I am scared...I need to joke.....it helps...." He moved a little to rest against the wall.
"I think the wound is fine...I mean I feel fine...its good for now...I am sure that all we need is to add pressure until the paramedics come. " After she went off about staying put and saving his life he took a few deep breaths trying to calm down. "It will be okay...all of it...okay...no one is going to come in her...and all this will be like a bad dream..." Trying to calm her down calmed him down for some read.
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Post by Eden Patridge on Sept 9, 2009 10:21:38 GMT -5
When Jett mentioned sleeping together once again, Eden was at a loss for words. She had to tell him the truth...she couldn't go on pretending anymore. Clearly the prank had torn him apart enough. And now he was starting to think of her different...calling her attractive... It was bad enough she'd used her shirt to stop the blood... She didn't have anything else though...
"Fine if it helps, keep joking," Eden managed to say. She was terrified. The joking was well, it was what it was. Jett was always joking. She supposed it was normal that he'd joke even when their lives were all at stake. Eden continued putting pressure on his arm, her hands covered in his blood and topless but she wasn't really concerned with the way she looked right now.
"Just...try and think about something else," she suggested when he started going on about their siblings being safe. "I know its hard...but I think it will help..." She didn't have too hard a time letting her mind wander, mostly because she was in the predicament of whether or not she should tell Jett the truth or not. Finally deciding that she had to, she took a deep breath, "Jett..." she began to say.
But before she could get the words out there was a gun shot and it sounded close. Eden screamed and found herself jumping into Jett's arms (well good arm) out of fright. She stayed there for a moment motionless. "It...its. okay," she finally stammered, "I...I thought someone was coming here...but I...I think we're still safe," she said, looking up at him.
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Post by Jett Chen on Sept 10, 2009 0:27:14 GMT -5
Jett should be freaking out and not joking and he was freaking out. His breathing was becoming shallow and he felt queasy. It was all from blood loss. Anyone who knew about gun shot would knew the worst part....assuming no major organs or arteries were hit, was the blood loss. And by the looks of it....Jett had lost a good amount of blood. Although his mind was still there...his attention span was going slowly.
"Joking makes me happy and happy people do not die like this..." He said. Sure it sounded grim, but still. It sounded positive too or so he thought. "Something else...oh I know...how about all the other kinky things you can do..tell me...do you like hand cuffs because I happen too...." Right then another shot was heard and it even made Jett jump a little.
He looked down on his lap and in his arms and looked at Eden, "Well hello. If you wanted to be close, you should have just asked....don't make up an excuse to jump in my lap." He winked even if he heard the gunshot too. Just then the sprinklers went off and they were int he process of getting drenched. He was wet and she was wet.
Something about it. Jett looked at her. Despite the fact he was bleeding and perhaps he had lost too much blood. He could always claim not to remember, he could always say it was his dying wish, but either way, no matter how you looked at it. Jett's next action even took him by surprise. He leaned down and kissed her. Not like he kissed Raine, this was a different kiss....a better kiss in his opinion. When he pulled back he smiled, "You told me to think of something else...."
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Post by Eden Patridge on Sept 10, 2009 9:06:20 GMT -5
It really bothered Eden when Jett started talking about dying. "It's just your arm...you're not going to die," she said firmly. "The police are going to come and ambulances will be here and they'll take you to the hospital and everything will be...okay," she said, although her voice faltered a bit on the last word. She was scared. She didn't really think he'd die, but just the thought that he had been shot and it could happen...that others had probably been shot too...Ben or Izzy could be hurt somewhere....not so lucky to be together.... Everything kind of swirled in her head, making her more and more scared by the moment.
He went from death to handcuffs, not really sure how they related, Eden wasn't sure how to take that comment. It gave her a mental image of her and Jett actually in bed together, him holding up the handcuffs ready for use. Thankfully her mind didn't wander far enough to see who would end up in the handcuffs. There was far too much going on to keep her mind in one place anyway.
He made fun of her jumping into his lap but she didn't care. She was terrified and she stayed latched onto him not moving. She wasn't going anywhere either. As much as she complained about Jett and went on about how much she hated him, she'd grown up with the guy. He'd been around her entire life and he felt save. She knew he'd keep her safe. After all...he already had.
Eden was in shock when he kissed her, but she let him. She didn't yell or try to hit him. Caught up in the moment, she went with it. He was a good kisser...when they kissed it was easy to forget about everything else. But as he pulled away...everything kept flooding back. The prank...the gun shot...saving her....death....what if something did happen...she had to tell him the truth.... "I'm still a virgin!" she blurted out, as if that explained it all.
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Post by Jett Chen on Sept 10, 2009 13:36:29 GMT -5
Jett looked at her when she tried to tell him he was not dying. "Awww you do care....thanks...but you could have just said Jett I care about you...and not the big speech about the hospital but I will take it." Jett might seem calm since he was joking around, but he was far from calm. As each minute passed more blood spilled out. Even though the shirt was doing a good job of stopping the bleeding. Jett no longer heard screams or scurrying in the hallway.
He looked down at Eden in his arms after the kiss and smiled. Then she yelled out she was a virgin and it took Jett a while to register just what it meant for her to say that. Maybe she wanted to forget Friday night happened....maybe she choose to pledge to god a vow of abstinence. He had no idea.
"Okay for those of us who are shot, bleeding and can't concentrate would you care to clarify what you just said.....no offense...I am not sure what you know about sex, but when we did it...that meant you are no longer a virgin..I think someone reneeds the sex talk." Jett said trying to laugh but it did not work. Thank god it was just his arm. That mean it would not be too serious to treat, but the loss of blood was getting to him slowly.
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Post by Eden Patridge on Sept 10, 2009 21:58:44 GMT -5
After they kissed, Jett actually smiled. It made Eden smile too, involuntarily. She wanted to keep him positive. He was going to be okay. The police had to be on there way by now. She could even hear sirens in the distance. The authorities were coming and it would all be over soon...
But then she blurted out about being a virgin still. Jett didn't get it. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want to make him mad...not now. But she had to tell him. She was still in his lap, still shirtless and pressed against him. Would it be wrong to ask for his shirt? Yeah he was hurt, but she kind of didn't want the entire school to see her in her bra.
"I mean...that we never had sex," she said, a little uneasily. She knew that the time would come where she would have to fess up, but Jett had been more distraught than she'd expected and it was harder to spit out the truth that she expected.
She looked down, not wanting to look him in they eye. "Can you move your arm at all?" she asked, changing the subject. "I thought if you could move it...maybe I could have your shirt?" She wasn't sure what she was doing...changing the subject...was she trying to distract him? She wasn't sure. All she knew was that despite all the havoc, the prank was the only thing on her mind right now.
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