A/N: Hellooooo, my lovely, wonderful readers! Man, I'm on a roll with this! I just kinda wrote it up fast, so I don't know if it's any good or not...I hope you guys like it, though!
So, as promised, this chapter is dedicated to the person who guessed that the last name 'Odair' is from the Hunger Games! Drumroll please...this chapter is dedicated to whitegufl-rachelfish, who was correct in her statement referring to Finnick Odair from the Hunger Games!
LOL, I'll shut up now and let you read.
~ Sarah Odair ~
A Second Chance At Life
"Jenny? Care to explain?"
Jenny pulled away from Julian, startled by her father's presence.
Mr. Thornton stood a couple feet away, thick arms crossed over his chest as he eyed the two of them, his pine-green eyes showing his disapproval.
"Care to explain what?" she asked breathlessly.
Her father shot her a dry look. "Jennifer Thornton, do not play dumb with me. Who is he?"
Julian rose from the couch and held his hand out for Jenny's dad to shake. "Hello, Mr. Thornton. My name's Julian . . . Night. It's very nice to meet you." Julian's slight hesitation over a last name wasn't obvious, but Jenny picked up on it because she knew that he'd had to make it up on the spot.
"Erm, yes. It's nice to meet you too," Mr. Thornton replied gruffly, clearing his throat. "What were you doing kissing my daughter when she has a boyfriend?"
"Dad . . . I'm breaking up with Tom. I can't be with him anymore," Jenny said quietly, heaving a sigh and running a hand through her already-mussed golden hair.
At this, Mr. Thornton's eyebrows shot up. "Why not? I thought you loved Tom."
Jenny sighed again. This was tough. She couldn't explain how she fell in love with him in a twisted version of an amusement park, when he saved her from freezing to death. When he showed her that he wasn't completely evil, and that he really loved her. When he showed that he had a heart.
"Loved, Dad. As in the past tense."
"But he was just here yesterday, and the two of you were fine."
"Dad, just . . . let it go. I'm with Julian now, okay?" she pleaded, begging him with her eyes to just drop it.
He sighed. "Fine, Jenny." He turned to Jenny. "Hurt my daughter and you're toast."
Julian nodded. "That won't be a problem, sir. I'd never hurt Jenny."
But you already have, she thought, unable to help herself. You hurt me when you tried to keep me with you in that house. You hurt me when you almost killed Summer. You hurt me when you abducted my friends and left me alone to find them. You hurt me when you hurt my friends. And . . . you hurt me when you died, and I thought that I'd never see you again.
Julian turned his head to face Jenny, a sad look in his eyes. It was like he knew what she was thinking, and his eyes seemed to say, How can I ever make it up to you?
Mr. Thornton left the room, and Jenny heard him telling her mother of this new development.
Jenny sighed for what seemed like the millionth time that night. Was nothing sacred?
Julian returned to his spot beside her on the couch, wrapping his arms tightly around her and resting his chin on her head.
"Jenny . . . you know that I'm sorry, right? I know that sorry doesn't even begin to make up for the things I did to you and your friends, but it's a start," he said, brushing a lock of hair away from her cheek and tucking it behind her ear.
She snuggled her head into his chest. "I know. I do forgive you, but the Games . . . they're not easily forgotten."
He stroked her hair. "If I could take it all back and do everything differently . . . believe me, I would." She could see the sincerity in his eyes, and her heart melted.
"I believe you," she whispered. She pulled away to gaze into his lovely blue eyes and smiled. "And I love you."
He grinned and pulled her face to his, kissing her deeply. Her fingers weaved into his snow-white hair, and she loved how soft it was. His hands rested on the small of her back, and she couldn't help but notice how perfect they felt, like they were meant to be there.
"I love you too, Jenny," he murmured when they broke apart, a grin still on his lips.
Unable to help herself, Jenny reached out and traced those lips. They were absolutely perfect, and they were an amazing shade of coral pink.
He caught her by the wrist, smiling, and kissed the tip of her finger. She giggled; it was such a cute thing to do.
Jenny decided then that she liked this Julian a lot better than the one she'd come to know. He was everything she'd ever wanted, and everything she'd ever need.
She snuggled into the crook of his arm, laying her head on the spot between his neck and shoulder. Her head fit perfectly there, and she couldn't help but think of how comfortable it was.
"So . . . Julian Night?" she questioned, hiding a smile.
He sighed. "I was kinda put on the spot there. All I could think was Shadow, but Julian Shadow doesn't sound right. So, when I thought of Shadow, it brought me to Night," he explained. "It still sounds stupid, but it's better than Julian Shadow."
Jenny grinned. "I don't think it's stupid. It has a nice ring to it," she said honestly. "Is that what it's going to be from now on?"
He nodded. "I'll have to get some documents made . . ." he murmured, frowning. "I can't really go around as nothing."
She giggled. "No, you can't. Especially not if you get into trouble. Well, actually, you technically wouldn't exist, so the cops would have nothing on you . . ."
He laughed, kissing the top of her head. "You say the strangest things, Jenny. And, as if I'd ever get in trouble. I'm too skilled to get caught," he said with a smirk.
"Someone's feeling full of himself," Jenny observed, smiling in amusement.
"Well, when you're me, it's hard not to be," he replied, winking.
She rolled her eyes and started to get up, but he caught her around the waist and pulled her back down.
She giggled and tried to fight her way out of his arms, but his grip was one of steel.
They goofed around for a while longer before Mr. Thornton said, not very subtly, that Julian had to leave, since it was late. What he didn't know was that Julian would be sneaking back into Jenny's room later that night . . .
As Jenny dressed in her pyjamas, she thought of her day. It was definitely the happiest of her life, and she couldn't wait to have more like it. Tomorrow would be a good start.
But then, she stopped short, a feeling of dread settling in the pit of her stomach.
She'd have to break up with Tom the next day.
Ooooh, ominous! LOL, I need a life.
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So, don't know when the next chapter will be up. Lets hope that inspiration hits me suddenly...but it probably won't be for a week, at the least. I'm getting braces on Tuesday D: so I'll probably be really grumpy and not in the mood to write xD
A quick message to RockMusicLoverx...I promise I'll read it soon! My schedule's been really hectic lately, but I'll probably check it out sometime this week :)
Anyways, please review and tell me how much you all love me! JK, but review. Seriously. Nah, I don't threaten. Much.
~ Sar ~