& They're Hiding behind her eyes! {Hunter}

[Jessica Milano]

Some days I feel broken inside but I won't admit...
Some times I Just wanna hide, Because it's you I miss!

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[hunter townsend]

And she screamed murder in the black of night,
But I, the killer,
Made everything all right.

The creek reminded him of his home back in England, when a bunch of them would go camping outside the city for a weekend. It was always near this one creek, and many times they’d hike down after a night and camp out by the river, which it flowed into. The noise relaxed him, and it made him remember a time when he’d been happy. It wasn’t that the States were working against him, because they weren’t, and he was happy, he just had a rough way of showing it. They’d had the perfect life over there, why couldn’t they have stayed? If they had, none of this stuff would have happened. He’d still have an older brother, probably a clean criminal record… Well, not that much. However, he knew he’d still have Christian, and his friendship with Jessica would be normal. Life would be different if they’d chosen to say overseas, that’s for sure.

A sigh escaped his lips; his cheeks flushed pink from the oncoming breeze. He’d managed to cope with all his troubles over the past few days, mostly drowning it down with alcohol. One might be able to tell if they knew him well enough, thank God, because he wouldn’t want any staff members finding out. The past couple days trudged by uncomfortably, a sense of loneliness overcoming him He couldn’t quite remember the nights, whether it was the fact that he’d been too drunk to care, or none of it had been important and exciting, that way it wasn’t worth remembering. The blonde’s attention was focused on the movement of the water; wishing life could just be so easy. A rock came in your path, and you moved gracefully around it, there were no bumps and turns in the way. Life wasn’t like that, it just had to be hard as hell, and sometimes he wished he could just quit.

A flat rock lay in the palm of his hand, his fingers toying with it aimlessly. Bringing back his arm, he gave a harsh flick of his wrist, releasing the stone from his grip. With one swift movement it landed upon the water, skipping several times before plunging to its death. Maybe that’s how life was; you made it through easily the first couple phases, but once you lost all hope and things just got too tough, you sank. That’s about how he felt as he walked through the neatly cut grass, a sign that deer or something had been grazing in the area. Shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans, he continued walking, a discontent feeling settling over him.

Within a matter of a few minutes he came upon a bend in the creek, the water quickening in that particular area. His gaze then shifted, a familiar figure coming to full view, the sun creating a silhouette instead of the normal view. However, he knew her too well to be fooled by the sun’s blinding rays. The girl beside the creek was in fact Jessica, an unsure feeling replacing the last wave of discontent. His pace continued at the same rate, but he approached her calmly. What if she didn’t want to see him? They hadn’t spoken one word to one another since the other night, and he was beginning to think badly about the whole situation. Well, he couldn’t avoid her, it would be considered rude, and completely out of character on his part. Finally reaching her, he halted a yard or so away, the longing gaze pulled from her, fixating of the moving water in front of him. “Hey.”

[Jessica Milano]

Lean on me, when you're not strong, And I'll be your friend,
I'll help you carry on, For it won't be long,
'Til I'm gonna need, Somebody to lean on'

[/b] Jessica said in a warm voice…Jessica wasn't used to the idea of them not talking on a daily bases, and since the that night they didn't even talk or even met although they were at the same camp, Jessica was actually getting a little uncomfortable she didn’t know if she should go talk to him, or he should come and say something. She is actually happy that they met here and now, she wanted to see him and talk to him so bad, she felt comfortable now that he was here with her…
Her eyes were fixed on him, studying the side of his face, he looked as though he wasn't getting enough sleep; Jessica was slightly worried about him, she knew if Hunter was worried or if he had any problems then he'll turn to alcohol, she hoped she was wrong, she hoped that this was only because of her worrier nature, that she was feeling that he is drinking again, she didn't have a problem with him having a drink or two maybe even three but him drinking to the point of him being wasted, the idea it self wasn't appealing to Jessica…[/size][/ul]

[hunter townsend]

Kill the boy who broke her heart,
Slow and sudden we'll make him pay,
Chain him down and watch him fight.

As the blonde walked he continued thinking about his previous home, but then weighed everything out, figuring it was the best choice for the Townsend family to move here. The day they left was quite heartbreaking, well, he’d never admit to it, but he was hurt when they’d left. He was only fourteen at the time, and was enjoying the life they had there. His parents were never home, they had maids that would rather party with you than rat you out, they’d had a gorgeous mansion for a house, and a bunch of friends, or so he thought. However, once he got to thinking of it once they’d moved, none of that was all that appealing. He was slowly starting to bond with his father, but the man usually tended to keep his distance from his son. They tended to fight more often than not, and had complete crashing personalities with nothing in common. The maids were fun, and he’d learned a lot for him, but he always felt bad watching them clean up after his parents, couldn’t they do their own work? With a big house like they had, you’d definitely have to hire someone to help with the cleaning. The house… Well, it was too big for the family that was living in it. Hunter only liked it because it separated he and his parents, and that when he wanted to be alone; there were always tons of places to hide from the outside world. Though, it was never what one would call home. Now, their house was pretty big, and it suited them. This house felt more like it should. The friends were what Hunter missed most of all. Even though they were never the most loyal and trustworthy people, he considered them some of his best back then. Now that he knew Jessica and a bunch of other people, he realized that those people weren’t exactly the wisest choice in those to hang out with. If you’d ever read the book The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton, that was kind of like what life was back then. You loved your friends like brothers, and when some guy messed with one of them, they’d better expect to get it stuck back up their ass. That book should have been based on their life, excluding all the vicious fighting and all that. Fights did happen, but they were never so detailed and violent. There were times when he wised he could see those boys again, tell them all the wonders of life he’d discovered. Everything wasn’t about fighting, alcohol, smoking, and stirring up trouble, there was so much more than that. Most of those boys had considered the Townsend Estate to be their home, and more often than not they’d just crash in one of the several empty bedrooms the house provided. He missed them; there was no doubt about that.

Life was better now, that he knew. He no longer had to worry about who was on his back about something, and whether or not he had to be armed and ready for some surprise attack led by the upper west side kids. Their city was split into three separate sides, the Upper West Side, the Upper East Side, and anyone in between. No west liked those from the east, though there were some mild exceptions, including one friendship Hunter had formed with a girl who was probably a sophomore now. The west’s were always known to be a pretty violent crowd, and the girl had wanted an ally that wasn’t where she’d come from, even though her brother hung out with that crowd of boys. The Eastside’s kids were always the richest of them all, those with class, but an extra skill of being a little smart with a knife, words, and the map of the streets. Hunter took comfort in knowing he didn’t have to worry about any of that anymore, he could just be who he wanted to be, end of story.

It was a rarity for the Townsend boy not to talk to his friend in a while, even if they were a little on edge about things. The two normally worked everything out and they could continue with the strong relationship they’d always had. However, this was different, he could feel it. The awkward silences would now be there, and he had a feeling he’d grow uncomfortable during the time they spent together. That was part of the reason he’d been avoiding her, but the other part being that he just didn’t know an answer yet to what they’d supposedly been thinking about. He missed being able to talk to her about things, even through the past couple of days. Most likely he’d be avoiding the subject yet again today, because he knew he just wasn’t ready to talk about it. Looking in her direction once he’d halted, he caught the warm, welcoming smile cross her features. In response, he let a small smile creep onto his lips, letting out a half-content sigh. He didn’t really know if she intended on talking about here, and he wasn’t about to ignore her when she spoke, it would be rude, once again. Which one would have the nerve to even bring it up? It was probably best that he just force it behind him, try to forget it even happened, move on, if possible. His gaze returned in her direction when she spoke, shifting back to the creek as he prepared an answer. “I’m alive, that’s what counts, right?” He said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood, or perhaps keep it from darkening. Two couple play this game, actually, two had to pretend it was normal for it all to work out. “Oh, really?” He said, trying not to sound surprised, because he kind of was. He just assumed she didn’t want to see him, and they’d attempt to avoid all possible awkwardness. “What have you been up to?”

[Jessica Milano]

Never mind the pain, all the aggravation,
You know there's a better way, For you and me to be!
Look for the rainbow in every storm,
Fly like an angel heaven sent to me.

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[/i] together, well that’s the thing that she can not answer…
It's funny how day by day nothing seemed to be changing, but when you look back you find that everything is different.

Jessica ran a hand through her hair, she was nervous, nothing that Hunter can sense, she always did a good job in hiding her feelings, she didn't try to hide her feelings around Hunter before, she acted like herself whenever she's around him, she'd let everything go and she'd tell him what's bothering her and why is she happy and just be herself around him no matter if she was, happy, sad, excited or mad; so what's changed, Yeah she had to go all emotional and kiss him, so she was the one responsible for the changes that had to occur, she was the one to blame for that she have to hide her feelings underneath a smile and pretend that she's been doing great and that she's fine…

Jessica sat on the grass; she scrunched up and wrapped her arms around her knees bringing them close to her chest, she patted on the spot next to her so he can set next to her, "Why are you standing, don't be a stranger and come on have a seat." Jessica said smirking.
In order not to lose Hunter as her friend, she need to get over what happened and start acting normal, whatever that means, she need to just let it go, With the upcoming days everything is gonna be clarified and if it doesn't then no harm is done she's still gonna be his friend and he's still gonna be hers and that's something that she won't allow a change in.
So she needs to start acting like herself again, of course she can't tell him that she was a little bit nervous and confused about what happened and that she actually haven’t been able to take it off of her mind, but other than that everything was normal again and she'll act like herself whenever she's with him starting from now…
"Of course dude, you're the one that I've been wanting to see, why would you even doubt it silly." Jessica said smiling at him…
So he asked her what she's been up to, well she haven’t done anything interesting lately, as a matter of fact the Camp was getting a little bit boring, even though she have friends here and Hunter was here as well as Wyatt, Jessica felt like she needed to go home, she was done being at camp, she wanted to go back…
"I miss the mall, I wanna go to the mall…" Jessica said jokingly as she pouted.
"I've been up to not much actually, it's getting a little bit boring, I wanna loosen up a bit, do you have any ideas?" Jessica said…
Jessica wasn't about to tell him that the most interesting thing she did today was actually counting a rose petal, and asking the rose if he loved her or not, Jessica's eyes drifted to where the remaining of the rose petals were but didn't say anything about it, her cheeks turned slightly red as she was embarrassed by the childish move, she hoped that Hunter wont notice her cheeks blushing nor the remaining of the rose.
Her gaze shifted back to him.
"What about you? You look kinda exhausted, been partying hard I see." Jessica said raising an eyebrow.[/size][/ul]

[hunter townsend]

There's nothing more dangerous
than a boy with charm pride.

Hunter didn’t exactly want to admit that he hadn’t made up his mind yet on what they should do, he’d been busy enveloping himself in other thoughts, or perhaps forcing the subject out of his mind. It wasn’t that he wasn’t interested in having a relationship with Jessica, because he was, he just didn’t know where it would lead. Maybe it was for the better that they remained just friends, it would be the more logical idea, right? That way they wouldn’t screw anything up, which seemed to be what Hunter always did in relationships. He knew what falling hard for a girl felt like, and then once he got himself wrapped up into a serious relationship, he just sort of choked. Things were better now that he wasn’t committed to anyone, and life was happy. He didn’t want to ruin that for himself, or for his friend, even if it meant they’d be in some sort of relationship.

He hated making things complicated, especially between friends. It was always hard for him to find those that would really be there for you, even when he seemed to be flocked by people most eager to be considered a “friend” to Mr. Hunter Townsend. Even though he had a pretty happy-go-lucky personality, it was hard to keep up with his constantly changing moods. One minute he could be so happy, and the next he was getting frustrated or just plain angry at something. However, he tried to keep his feelings relatively neutral, normally coming off as happy, even though he really wanted to pound someone into the ground. If you were lucky, you got to see those feelings beyond what he showed, but for the most part he kept things to himself. It was a dangerous world out there to have feelings running around.

He glanced back at her when she sat, but he preferred standing for the moment, normally getting restless when he was forced to sit down and relax. His gaze was focused on the creek, unsure whether or not he should even attempt to make eye contact. So far he’d been doing pretty good with avoiding the whole subject, but things had to go back to normal, and he was definitely willing to put in the extra effort. A light nod was given when she told him to sit, though he didn’t want to, he decided it would be best if he went along with it. Turning to face her, he pulled his hands from his pockets, settling in beside her.

Hunter was definitely not the kind of guy to get worked up about something, well, he was, he just didn’t show it. He was uneasy to the fact that she might bring the subject up, and everything would go back to being awkward again, and he really didn’t want that. A sigh was released once more, his gaze now shifting to the setting sun. Dusk was quickly approaching, one of his favorite times of day view wise. He shrugged nonchalantly, a gentle smile forming. “I don’t know,” He paused, remembering the recent phone call he’d gotten from his brother. Actually, Hunter had called him, and he and the younger boy had ended up arguing over something stupid. Then his father had come over the phone, complaining about how tough life was with business when Hunter wasn’t around. They too had gotten in a fight, Hunter making some pretty snide marks about a lot of things. “I haven’t been everyone’s favorite guy lately,” He said, as if to explain why he was slightly surprised she’d want to see him.

Camp was far from boring for the Townsend boy; actually the fun was just beginning. They’d been up pretty late for the past few nights, partying, and even just talking for a change. It was nice to get away from all the people at home and focus on someone else’s problems for a while. He smiled at her remark about missing the mall, remembering the promise that he’d go to the mall with her once they got home. “I’m still holding you to that milkshake,” He commented, the playful grin finally taking place. It was a little forced at first, but pretty soon he lightened up. Another shrug was given as she asked about how she could loosen up, thinking a moment. “You could hang out with all of us sometime,” He suggested, unsure on whether or not she’d want to hang around with a bunch of campers (both guys and girls) that would be drinking, and possibly a little bit more than that.

He nodded lightly as she spoke of his partying; it sure showed to someone who really knew him. “Of course, you’re only young for so long, right?” A half smile formed at his own comment, thinking he should really follow some of his own advice sometime. “Plus, once we get home it’s back to the grind, and for once, I really have to focus on school and all that,” He added, sighing at the thought. He really had to up his grades; everything had to be considered now that he was approaching eighteen.

[Jessica Milano]

When I was alone, you came around
When I was down, you pulled me through.
And there's nothing that I wouldn't do for you.

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[/b] Jessica said sarcastically, then she looked back at the creak.
"You know what, you'll always be my favorite guy or at least someone else's, you know a lot of people so am sure someone is considering you as their favorite, and if they doesn't will then you have me." Jessica said smirking. She was trying to make him happy and trying to lighten up his mood or her mood, she wasn’t sure, but she wanted to have fun and put everything behind her, everything that happened that night she wants to put it behind her until it's time to actually bring it up or something.

"Now you're making me miss milkshakes dude, by the way that's totally unfair you can't hold me to milkshakes, because I'm holding you to that shopping trip first then the milkshakes…" Jessica said nodding playfully.
So maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to actually hangout with the partying crowd of the camp, she is here so why not make most of it, she's only gonna party with Hunter and the rest of the campers it doesn't seem like such a bad idea, she would love to actually have fun every once in a while instead of staying up to talk with the other girls or trying to draw, it's a waste of time, she was here to have fun and that what she intended to do.
"This is not a bad idea, see I told you, you come up with good ideas and therefore you're my favorite person, at least right now." Jessica said giving him a wink.

Jessica looked at Hunter's half smile, and smiled back at him.
"It's only okay to drink to the point of being totally wasted, when you are too young to know any better…those aren't my words I think I've read it somewhere but I don’t know I think you're right, we're young and we should make the most of it, I should loosen up a little bit more, you should teach me how to enjoy…" Jessica said, she knew how to enjoy herself and actually loosen up but when it came to partying hard like Hunter did, she wasn't good at that…
"You know what since am like at the top of my class and…" She looked at him before continuing, "By the way that's me being humble." she then giggled and continued, "Well things everyone is predicting that I'm gonna graduate with honors I can tutor you and help you with your school work when we're back, though it depends if on one thing, if I had fun with you "partying" the way you party, with all the drinking and stuff like that only then am gonna step up and help you graduate with a good GPA as well." Jessica said smiling confidently, "So do we have a deal Mr. Townsend?" Jess asked Hunter raising her eyebrow as she smiled at him…
So things were slightly getting back to normal or so it seemed…[/size][/ul][/center]

[hunter townsend]

The pages unfold,
a story untold,
a book yet to be read.

Hunter didn’t seem to notice the distance within Jessica’s attention span, and if he had, he didn’t bother paying any attention to it. He’d been pretty out of it for the last few days, which somewhat explained why he wasn’t focusing on her wandering gaze, though if he had, he’d know she was still paying attention. A light smile appeared as she spoke, shaking his head lightly. “I hope so,” He said, sighing lightly, letting his figure sink down into the grass, crossing his arms behind his head, now in a laying position. He glanced toward her as she continued speaking, nodding appreciatively. “It takes a bit to get used to, you know, the having real friends kind of thing,” A pause was made, his mind drifting to his friends back in England. Your friends were your friends, you had no favorites, and you owed them something for being there for you. As you might assume, that wasn’t always the most reliable reason for friendship.

“I was starting to miss coffee, but sneaking a little every now and then isn’t exactly stealing,” He joked, shrugging his shoulders, his gaze fixated on the orange sky above them. Things were starting to feel more like normal; he could feel himself relaxing a bit with just the thought of it. “A deal’s a deal,” He agreed, somewhat looking forward to going shopping with her, the more time they spent together, the more their friendship would improve, right? So, maybe her hanging out with the party crowd for a couple nights would heal them a little bit. Not that Hunter would remember much of it, and chances were, she wouldn’t either, if she decided to follow suit and get totally wasted. It would probably surprise him if she did, she normally being the one to take it easy, even when partying. However, change was good once in a while, convincing her to just loosen up that much wouldn’t hurt would it?

Life was meant to be lived, and he wanted her to have a taste of that, just this once. If she disliked it, then she could totally write it off, but if she found it acceptable, then another activity could be added to the list. He figured she might enjoy the whole partying thing, but then she had a tendency to worry about him drinking so much, so would that have anything to do with her own ideas? He sighed once more, watching as the sky contorted several different colors, them all just meshing together in simple perfection. A light laugh escaped his lips at her idea of teaching him, which he personally knew just couldn’t be done. They’d tried it before, and it just hadn’t worked. He’d gotten angry and frustrated, and had completely blown up, which he hatred for someone else to see. His anger issues weren’t exactly the safest things in the world they were pretty scary. One minute, he could be totally calm and sweet, the next just showing hatred toward the world, losing pretty much all control of what he said, and what he did. It had gotten better, and he’d found ways to control it, but still, he hated to even chance that. However, what if she could actually help him? It was something he hated to even think about, him needing help, it just didn’t happen. “Fine, deal,” He agreed, still staring at the sky. Finally, he glanced in her direction, his gaze softening quite a bit. “If you could be anywhere in the world right now…” He paused, inhaling a deep breath of the sweet mountain air. “Where would you be?”


ooc;; sorry it's so short, I didn't feel like rambling to get up there in word count, lol.

[Jessica Milano]

all I wanted to be,
Is a million miles from here,
Somewhere more familiar...

[/b] Jessica said to Hunter, she was also looking forward to this shopping trip…
When Jessica thought about hanging out with Hunter's party friends, she was hesitant at first, but what the hell, you're only young once and drinking to the point of being wasted sounds actually good right now, specially that she doesn't wanna think or worry about anything, she was here to enjoy herself, meet new friends, form new relations and simply just have fun, so she'd let the worrying and stressing to another time, this was the time to start acting like a teenager again, even though the last time she did that it didn't turn out to be a good thing, but she's actually older now and knows a little better, she can control herself, so partying doesn't seem like such a bad idea at the moment.

Jessica exhaled softly as a small sigh escaped her lips, the sky was getting darker as now the night was approaching letting the sun go to her hiding, Jessica looked up at the darken sky, a few stars pumped into view and the moon was actually materializing in the sky, Jessica remembered when Hunter and her talked about the stars…
Jessica looked back at Hunter as he looked in her direction asking her where would she want to be if she could be anywhere right now, well frankly Jessica doesn't know where would she wanna be, there were so many places she wanted to be right now, but the most place that she actually wanted to be now at this very moment was somewhere that her father took her when she was eight years old.
"First of all that's a really good question, second of all I think the place that I wanna be in now as you mentioned, it would be Disney Land the one's in Paris, I had a great time the last time I was there, it was like you know, I was younger and I didn't have to carry the weight of the world on my shoulder, although I don’t know why I always seem to be carrying it, it's weird don’t you think? Anyways, yeah am sure if I could be anywhere in the world right now I would want to be there in Disney Land, where I could just be a kid again and never have to worry about anything else in the world…" Jessica said, she really wanted to take a rest from everything and being there she was sure that it would be a great thing if she could actually go there again…
"What about you? Where would you wanna be?" Jessica asked Hunter as her hands laid beside as she fiddled with the grass between her fingers.
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OOC: It's okay my post kinda suck, and if you dont have the muse it's okay you dont have to post long posts, I understand =) ... hehe

[hunter townsend]

Everyone wants what they can't have,
It's a burning desire.

Hunter just laid there, enjoying the couple moments when they weren’t speaking, all previous tension erased from his body. If the subject came up, then it came up, he had no control over that, however, he could control his answer, which wasn’t very prepared. Time was definitely a good idea, and right now it felt good, to have not many worries, and to be staring up at the slowly darkening sky. It reminded him of days long past, just lounging in the grass in his backyard, watching the sun disappear and the moon find its way into view. He missed the days of being a young boy, only worrying about having fun, and nothing else. It was almost like Hunter didn’t want to grow up, he still wanted to be that boy that had no worries and troubles, and in a way, he still was.

Drinking at camp felt like he was that boy again, because he’d started young, and in the woods in his backyard. This always felt like it, they were still smuggling alcohol, and laughing at their accomplishments, avoiding all previous knowledge that life outside the party existed. Hunter didn’t want to face the world, not now, and not ever. He was extremely independent, but what would happen when he did something he just couldn’t erase? “It better be worth it,” He mumbled playfully, casting her a glance from his position in the grass, a smile forming. He always felt better shopping with a girl, and not his brother or someone of that caliber. When he’d gone with Christian, nothing matched, and nothing fit all that well, so maybe going with Jessica he’d actually have something he could wear. He’d rather the trip be productive if it wasn’t going to be fun. Wasting time was pretty much traumatic for this particular Townsend boy; because it was one more moment he wasn’t living life up, and drinking it down.

Hunter’s gaze was still fixated on the sky, everything totally black now, the darkness enveloping them. He silently wished he’d brought a flashlight or something of the sort along with him, but then again, he hadn’t planned on staying out this late. However, he quietly decided that the moon would do just as well. His eyes silently traced each star, finding the patterns of several constellations and such. It was so hard to believe that people all the way across the world were seeing the same exact stars that seemed to close to him right now. He’d always wondered that, and how it happened, and to this day he still hadn’t quite figured it out.

All the while he was thinking of where he’d want to be right now, there were too many places, that’s for sure. He loved too many places in this world, and one too many were close to him in memory. He could choose the fire escapes with his old set of friends, who weren’t really friends now, if you thought about it. Or perhaps he would choose London at night, running on New Year’s Eve just before twelve, or Halloween, going to all the houses and businesses for candy and special treats. However, that wasn’t exactly what Hunter had in mind. If he could travel back in time, it would be to that night his brother died, and he’d prevent it. He’d bring cash to pay of the guys, and then his brother would still be alive, most likely. He wasn’t going to tell Jessica that, as it would just make him even more depressed.

He smiled at how she’d want to be in Disney Land, remembering his own time in the theme park. As the question was quickly reverted to him, he thought for a moment, sighing contently. “On the roof of that hotel, you know the one my parents had the suite in? I used to go up there at night with my brother, the stars and the moon were so close; it was like you could touch them… And you could see the whole city, every bit of it,” He explained, referring to one of the tallest hotels in Europe, a smile coming to his lips at the memory.

[Jessica Milano]

Yesterday seems as though it never existed,
And I feel like we're nothing but some lost souls soaring above.

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[/b] Jessica said her eyes falling back towards Hunter.

There was something peculiar about the way Hunter looks at her, her feelings inside her all mixed up, Jessica tried to shake those feelings away, she doesn't wanna feel awkward around him again.
She doesn't want the awkward silence to get back between them, although coming to think about it, silence doesn't seem so bad at times…
Jessica smiled at him and yet again her heart was pounding so fast; however everything was going to turn out all peachy keen... her thoughts reassured her mind, and she couldn't help but decide to agree with her thoughts.
So what if the subject was brought up again, Jessica wasn't going to hide, no that's not her, it's gonna be okay, she reassured herself…

She couldn't help herself but to let her mouth expand revealing a sweet smile, Hunter really seemed different with other people or so she thought, he have this tough exterior but inside him he's just as fragile as her, maybe losing his brother in front of him made him this way, although around Jessica he was always sweet, she wondered what does Wyatt see in him that he doesn't like? Is it because he drinks and party hard? Or is it something else?!
She didn't actually care that much, as long as Hunter was the guy she expected to be and as long as he's the same nice, sweet guy she knows, she didn't care what other's think of him and he shouldn't either, and she don't think that he does give a damn about what other's think of him.
Jessica didn't care because she knows what's inside him…
"I see, that's actually sweet, it's good that you have memories of you and your brother, memories that you'd always cherish and keep inside of you, unlike me I have like zero memories of my mother… but enough about that, do you think memories are a blessing or a curse?" Jessica asked wondering what Hunter's thoughts on memories are.

Jessica once wrote something that was coming to her mind now, she doesn't know where did it come from, she wrote it like a year ago, back when she was lost, back when she screwed up and made mistakes that she's not so proud off now, but why is it lingering on her mind right now?
Why is she remembering it?
Writing and art were to Jessica like drugs and alcohol to other people, when Jessica had her wake up call and she was pulled away from the darkness at the hands of Hunter and Wyatt, she turned to art and writing, they were her drugs, writing was her way of escaping and getting away from her everyday life.
"You know something, talking about the stars and about your memory made me remember something that I wrote a while ago."
Jessica looked at Hunter and recited the words.

"I can cry myself senseless
Without a stop
Like a flickering light,
On and off when it wants.
Like a broken twig in the wind,
Sway here, Sway there.
Like a lost soul
With nothing to bare.

I can say I'm not mad,
Convince even myself.
I can hide it away
Somewhere deep and safe.
It comes back to haunt me,
There late at night.
It comes back to taunt me,
And I can't put up a fight.

So I lay there awake,
Sobbing slow
I don’t know what to do now,
I don’t know where to go." Jessica said in a low pitched voice her eyes were still fixed on Hunter, him talking about his memory and her own thoughts about her mother awakened this inside her, she wished she had memories like his, she could understand the fact that she lost her mother and she grew up without one, but why doesn't she have memories of her mother, was it so much to ask for just one memory?
Jessica felt like these words could explain what they felt her and Hunter, she doesn't know if she's wrong or what's the problem was, she just got this feeling at this moment that she's nothing but a lost soul levitating somehow.[/ul][/size]