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[PG-13] Parents Strongly Cautioned

Part 44 of 87

~I'll be gone all weekend so i won't be able to post until monday:( sorry~

"Maybe they went to go get the other car?" I heard Jimmy's voice, trying to be reassuring, trying to give an idea. I was too comfortable to move, my body felt warm. Eli's voice came after.
"I gave them specific instructions to get the mustang, and come back," I heard him pace, or at least someone was. My eyes were closed, my head rested on the soft pillow, I listened to their conversation, unable to open my eyes.
"So what are you saying they just took off?" Jimmy asked. Eli gave an exhausted sigh.
"No, no they wouldn't." he said. "Did we have enough gas in the tank?" he asked.
"We just filled up at the station before we picked up Alex," Jimmy replied.
"Was there anything wrong with the car-?
"Dude, they're fine; just, calm down," Jimmy reassured. I then heard a door slam, following after I felt the bed shake. Moments later, I felt smooth, cool fingers trace over my cheek. My eyes fluttered opened, my stomach filled with butterflies to see Jimmy right there. The lights were low, which were easy on my eyes.
He smiled, resting his head on one hand, his other hand lingering on my face.
"Hey," he whispered softly. I blinked once, smiling, feeling still too tired to answer him. He exhaled slowly, his breath cool on my lips. I took in a deep breath, his scent making my head spin. I closed my eyes again, before I asked the question.
"What's going on?" I asked, slowly opening them again. He looked as though he was thinking, trying to put the words he was about to say in a good formation.
"Nothing," he whispered. "Just, Shawn and Seth are still out," he added. I creased my eyebrow, licking my lower lip.
"What time is it?" I asked. He stared at me and without looking at the clock, he said.
"Just after 5."
"Morning?" I asked. He nodded. I had only been asleep for about an hour, yet it felt like I had been asleep all night. My leg was in so much pain, my side was as well. I barely moved my left hand, and it felt like it was broken in half. I moaned in pain, as I forced my body to lie completely still. His hand traced more tenderly down my neck, down my shoulder, and across my arm.
It stopped just before my hand; his index finger barely had to touch my wrist before I flinched back in pain. He sighed.
"Please Alex," he begged, his tone shoed empathy, devastation. I shook my head.
"I'm fine," I whispered. He shook his head.
"You're not," he demanded. Shivers ran down my legs, sending a surge of goose bumps all over my body. I looked down, not wanting to look at his pleading eyes. Moments passed, and he sighed again. "You're in pain," he stated the obvious, but more as a slap in the face reality check, as if I was too notice that. I looked at him, trying to pull myself into a sitting position, but he wouldn't let me.
"Stop carrying yourself like you aren't," he said apprehensively. I dropped myself back on the pillow, rolling my eyes in disbelief. "Alex you've got a laceration in your thigh...not just on it, in it," he started off with a serious tone."You have a broken wrist, you dislocated your thumb," he voice soon grew into disbelief. "They put a brand on you," he sounded disgusted. That will never go away," he said with a grave tone. I shook my head again. He didn't get why it was a bad idea to do this.
"You don't understand-
"Why won't you let me help you?!" he insisted. I closed my eyes, breathing out through my nose.
"Jimmy please?" I asked. I didn't have an excuse to tell him why. What would he think if he saw me like that? I was afraid of myself, and couldn't even imagine what others would think. He looked at me and for awhile, he really read me over. He let out a slow steady breath, and gave me a weak smile.
"Go back to sleep," he whispered. I let out a slow breath and closed my eyes. I was too tired, too weak to refuse that.
Shawn's POV
I heard the slam of a car door; I looked out the windshield of the SUV. Seth stepped out of the mustang, only the light of the moon showing as he made his way back to the SUV.
We had gotten to the mustang, and Seth had followed me all the way to this empty lot, where we just left the car. I rested my arm against the windowsill, watching him as he came out of the shadow of the street.
I leaned forward to start the car when there was a loud echo, a snapping boom that made me jump. Instinctively I looked forward through the windshield, Seth was no longer there. I stared wide-eyed, not even knowing what the fuck just happened. I threw open the door, as I made my way to the front of the car, leaving the door open behind me.
My eyes went wide, seeing as he lay not but 5 feet from the front of the car. I stumbled over to him, falling to my knees; my hand immediately went to his chest. I pulled it back instantly, feeling it doused in a warm liquid. I pulled my hand away immediately, staring at it; my hand, stained in red. I stared back at his face, his eyes squinted as he coughed, trying to raise his hand to his chest. My heart beat faster, before I could say anything...think anything I felt the pressure of something hard pressed to the back of my head.
My hands froze by Seth's nearly lifeless body, the object on the back of my head was pressed harder, a familiar voice coming from its holder.
"Where is she, Shawn?"

~again can't post till monday...sorry left you at kind of a bad spot~