Ceria swallowed, watching her father walk out of the camper as she glanced behind her at Jet, who just stood there. She looked down, the weird feeling still very much present making her blush and walk away from him toward the front. Jet smirked, watching her walk away from him, while he stepped outside for a moment, looking up the road, seeing a large cloud of dust forming soon seeing the front of a camper. Roy patted his shoulder and motioned him to get back in the camper. Jet closed the door after stepping back up, seeing her bent over a little, her tank riding up her back. He grinned and leaned forward, checking out the tattoo he saw on her lower back earlier, seeing it a little better. He frowned, seeing it was a black heart with jagged edges and one side lay away from the other.
Jet brought his hand up to her side to touch the broken pieces, stopping. He swallowed and looking down, shaking his head and put his hand down, leaning back on the counter again. Jet stood there, letting his mind mull over the job he was supposed to do and what would be the right thing to do. He swallowed, feeling the camper firing up, and move down from the green fire, as two vans pulled up behind them. As Roy pulled the camper to a stop, the sudden jolt made Ceria stumbled in to Jet as she turned to catch a falling MRE. He grinned, looking down at her and held her, his hands around her waist, holding her just as close as he did earlier. She blushed lightly as she whispered. “Sorry.” She looked down, pushing away from him as he frowned and let her pass.
Ceria walked out of the camper and watched her father get out of the camper, waving to a few others getting out of vehicles. Jet grinned as he watched her as she gave her father his brown leather cowboy hat cause there was a lady he was kinda sweet on was on her way to the camp and he wouldn’t be home that night. Ceria grinned, wondering when he would just tie the knot with the woman, but then shook it out of her head as she turned and looked at Jet, grinning at her, holding a bottle of water. Jet took a drink and then passed it to her. She took it and took a drink and grinned at him. “What?” He shook his head as he took the bottle back and she started past him. As he sat down at the table watching her. She smirked at him bending down looking down at the floor thinking about Jet sitting behind her and the incident earlier and shook her head and sighed as she popped the floorboards of the camper up and looked down seeing her bass guitar, her father vowed her never to sell under any circumstance. She reluctantly agreed, due to it being hard times and the supplies they could get for trading it when they got to Farland.
She bit her bottom lip as she picked it up and strummed a little hearing music already playing outside. Jet turned toward the door and watched the green fire outside, feeling pulled in two directions. He frowned, frustrated, then glanced back toward her as she stayed where she was, following the beat of the music outside. Jet chuckled quietly, standing and leaned on the door frame, listening, a small smile forming on his lips. Almost forgetting what he was supposed to be doing in the first place, just enjoying the moment. Ceria sighed, looking up, and grinned at him, putting her bass away and then grabbing his hand as she started out. “Come on, lets go join the others” Jet looked at her stopping her taking in a breath feeling odd as he looked down at her hand, the odd feeling becoming worse and then back up speaking “Hey… Uh..no one will hurt you Ceria while I travel with you I promise..” He licked his lips looking down for a moment and reaching up brushing some hair from her cheek making her swallowed hard as he trailed his hand down her cheek to her neck gently touching her skin. She jumped a little, her cheeks turning pink, closing her eyes, trying hard not to lose face but failing slightly as his hand gently rested on her shoulder.
Her cheeks flushed more as Jet stood there watching her, getting a little more insight on Ceria, chuckling quietly. Ceria swallowed from the warmth that trailed down to her shoulder, trying to stay calm, not really wanting to blow a hole through him tonight, actually liking the attention as he watched her smirking slyly. Jet chuckled quietly again, knowing she was doing her level best not to lose face. Actually, kind of curious now what it would be like if she did. He leaned his head on his shoulder for a moment, then leaned in and placed a light kiss on her lips, gently pulling her toward him. Ceria jumped and looked at him soon, closing her eyes again, moving in to him, letting him wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close to him. She placed her hands on his arms, enjoying the gentle touch of his lips kissing hers a few times, feeling a small groan try to come out as she stopped and back from him. Jet took in a small breath, turning to the side, looking down, and spoke. “Um let go your father’s waiting.” Ceria nodded and looked at him, touching her lips, looking down speaking. “Yeah.” He nodded as he started out of the camper and she followed him, feeling strange.
As they stepped out of the camper, Jet looked around, seeing a few people he knew, and walked over, talking to them. While a few girls, Ceria’s age caught up with her and started talking.. Ceria nodded as they spoke and glanced over at Jet and grinned. Raven frowned unhappily after seeing Jet walking out of Roy’s camper with Ceria in tote. Raven swallowed hard and looked toward Jet, jealousy and anger welling up, making him growl low. He shook his head, glancing back over to Ceria looking amazing, making him licked his lips, forgetting about Jet even being there and beginning to plan a little something, grinning a little walking away. The group of girls walked with me toward the fire as one girl stroked her hair and grinned, saying she had never seen her with her hair down and wondered why. Ceria's cheeks flushed as the girl looked at her and grinned before looking over at Jet and then looking back over, grinning at her as she giggled a little. The small camp of three became a camp of twenty vehicles and two tents as the fire now grew from the center green to an orange to a red larger to a bright yellow as music played.
Ceria finally broke from the others, sneaking away from the now large party in the middle of the desert. She sighed feeling the cool breeze as she walked kind of slowly trying to sort out what in the world she was doing teasing Jet like she did and frowned, stopping and looked up at the dark sky closing her eyes, feeling the cool breeze and whispered. “it’s weird I don’t really feel bad about it I am kinda happy to a point.”Ceria walked a little lighting a cigarette and taking a drag as she stopped and leaned on a half shadowed building and stretched thinking about Jet and the feeling she had when Jet held her and grinned closing her eyes a sly grin on her lips as she flipped the ash from the cigarette to the ground. Her cheeks blushing as she stood there lost in through and whispered to herself unknowing she wasn’t alone. “You know I have to admit I kinda like him.” Ceria swallowed hard, taking a drag, letting her mind wander. Raven grinned, watching her from the shadows. His chest heaved as he watched her move the bootlegged stuff Burt gave him working on him. He straightened himself out as much as he could and walked toward her, coming up beside her and pinning her to the wall behind her. She gasped, looking at Raven, and frowned, scooting a little from him before taking another drag. The shadows hiding half of his grin as he looked at her. He licked his lips and took a deep breath. She cringed, smelling boot legged whiskey on his breath as she leaned back. He grinned at her and placed both hands on either side of her and leaned his forehead in to her neck and breathing his lips brushing against her neck as he stood there pressing his body against her very hard and bulging as he pressed in to me hard making almost moan as spoke. “What are you doing, chicken boy?”
She smirked as she slid her hand behind her, feeling the holder for the dagger she had made, and began pulling it from the sheath. “Don’t call me that.. I hate that name Ceria.” He pleaded, his lips gently brushing against her neck as she stood there; she gritted her teeth as she spoke again. “Please back away Raven.” He grinned and whispered. “Come on, Ceria, I want you.” he nuzzled her neck, feeling her hair on his face as she placed one of her hands on his shoulder, pushing his shoulder. “Wow, my Uncle Burt let you drink some of the boot legged stuff again huh?” he took a breath and leaned his head back up, his dark eyes burning in to hers.
Ceria swallowed hard as he brought his hand up and gently placed it around her neck and brought his fingertips down, stroking her neck. She took another drag and then tossed the cigarette away, exhaling a ring of smoke as he growled at her. “Stop denying me I want you badly and I normally get what I want.” She shook her head. “Um, you may want me, raven, but I don’t want you. She ducked, sliding away from him, scraping the back of her arm as she started away from him. He growled again, going after her, grabbing her upper arm and pulling her to him. She spun toward him as he grabbed a hold of her other arm and held her tight. She looked at him and growled, “let me go Raven.” He pulled her toward him and kissed her hard as she jerked away from him and growled once more. “Raven you’re going to hate yourself in the morning if you keep it up.” he scoffed pulling her to him again kissing up her neck, pulling her with him as she struggled. “I will get what I want.” As he pulled her toward the building again she growled, slamming her elbow in to his stomach and ran from him. He growled as he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down to the ground turning her on her back, she swung her hand the blade slicing in to his cheek as he gasped and slapped her face as hard as he could busting her lip open, then grabbed both of her arms tossing the blade aside. Raven held her by her wrists, keeping them over her head as he grabbed her, groping her all over her body as he kissed her. She wiggled and growled. “Let me the fuck go stop Raven.” She head butted him, busting his lip. He grinned seeing the blood and then backhanded her, busting her nose.
Jet looked around as he sat at
the fire and sighed while he was talking and then looked over at Roy.
“Roy, um, have you seen Ceria?” Roy looked at him, puzzled, as he
shook his head. Raven grinned as he held her down, as she wiggled
again. “I will scream Raven and my uncle and father will shoot your
ass.” Raven scoffed and then grabbed the tank she wore pulling it
up and stuffing the bottom in her mouth muffling her as he ran a hand
over her bra that covered her chest. Raven grabbed her breast,
grinning as he groped her. Jet stood and looked at Burt. “Where is
Ceria?” Jet asked as Burt shrugged, taking a drink from the water
bottle, and then spoke. “Not sure there Jet, um, maybe she and
Raven took a walk.” Jet nodded as he grabbed a small bottle of
water and started off. “Um, I am going to go for a walk maybe she
is making out with Raven or something .”
Helia heard that and grinned, slightly waving to Jet as he started off. Raven grinned finally as he kissed her again, feeling her under him. Jet smirked, seeing Raven shadow as he started over toward them, flipping his ashes, and heard the muffled scream. Jet gasped moving quickly tossing the cigarette and pulled Raven up seeing the blood and then seeing Ceria on the ground blood covered her bra and chest as she pulled the pink tee shirt out of her mouth and got up gasping for air her face bloody as she got up slowly.Raven growled at Jet, swinging at him. Jet back up and swallowed hard. “Raven, what is wrong man come on.” Raven growled swinging again facing Jet. “your what is wrong.” Ceria stood up, brushing herself off as she walked over to Raven and grabbing him by the head, her gun in hand as she glared at Raven, pulling the hammer back and growling, her cheeks stained with tears. “If you ever come near me again, Raven, I will kill you I mean it.” she grumbled as she pushed Raven to the ground and put her gun away. Jet looked at her as she started toward the darkness. Jet looked back down at Raven, who groaned slightly as he knelt down to him and whispered coldly. “Raven, I will give you a choice. I know you have been here longer than I, however if I ever see you trying something like that to Ceria again, you won’t have to worry about dealing with Burt and Roy because my face will be the first thing you see and you won’t get back up afterwards, Because I will put your ass in the ground.” Raven looked at Jet as tears fell down his cheeks and he turned, throwing up.
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