Chapter 6: Is this real?

Part 1

"Mummy
I know that we have to talk for a long time now, but there's too much work and I don't--"

"CUUUUUT!"

I lift my head to see Jared standing from his seat, the frown he has for days now still plastered on his face. He walks towards these twins. The Porcelain Twins. Standing in the middle of an empty road, completely naked.

"I can't afford this shit anymore."

"Me neither."

Shannon appears next to me, dropping on his knees. He takes a cigarrete out of the packet and lits it up, taking a good drag. I sigh and drop lower on my seat, clutching tightly my mobile, my text message to my mum remaining unfinished.

"C'mon, let's do this one more time. We have to finish these scenes TODAY, for fuck's sake."

Jared says again. He is so dominating that it gets in my nerves. I turn to look at Shannon, adjusting the scarf around my neck.

"Is he always like this?"

"Trust me, that's only a little taste of his 'directing' side."

"Oh god..."

I start to shake from the cold, feeling my nose red as an apple. Shannon puts his hand on my forehead and then his lips.

"You're sick baby girl. You must get inside the bus."

I hold my forehead and feel the strong warmth that proves I have a fever.

"I wish I could, but if I get inside your brother will kill me."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Go rest."

I stand up from my seat and just as I put my feet on the ground I feel slightly disorientated. Thank god Shannon is here to hold me on my feet. I turn to smile at him and then grab my things, ready to go.

"If he comes shouting at me, remember that it's gonna be your fault."

"Ok, now go and rest or else I'll keep you here with your high fever."

I walk towards the buss and just as I'm ready to enter, Natalie storms in front of me. She passes me without saying a single word. I turn to look at her as she walks towards the set.

"Bitch."

I mutter and keep walking towards the back of the bus.
It's been a long time since Jared decided to do his 'sex-scenes' for Hurricane with Natalie. But for an unexplainable reason, she was a pease of shit for my, so bitchy yet so beautiful. I'm jealous of her, I can admit that, but I don't know who I'm more jealous of. Natalie or Jared for being with her?

I drop my things on the floor and unlock my phone, dropping at the couch at the same time. I go to the unfinished text to my mum.

"--have that much time to even call you. I miss you so much. I hope you, Dean and Sarah are doing fine. And because Thanksgiving is close, please, don't think about dad's loss again. I want you to have a good time this year. I love you. Emma xx"

I hit 'send' and then throw my phone next to me on the couch, resting my head back on the pillows. I close my eyes and sigh, tired from the work and the fever. As I feel myself drifting to sleep, a warm hand strokes my cheek, making me open my eyes. A pair of bright eyes is looking at me and it makes me smile.

"C'mon, have a seat."

Tim drops next to me and hugs me close to him, kissing my forehead. He stills then, making me frown and turn to look at him.

"What?"

"You're burning."

"I know. Thanks to Jared and his sick ideas of shooting at night with this cold outside..."

He lifts my head and kisses my lightly on the lips. When he pulls back I frown again.

"What was that for?"

"To make you feel better."

A smile forms my lips and I lift myself, kissing him as well.

"You know that's out of the terms, right?"

"Yeah, but I had to. I couldn't hold back."

I smile once again and drop my head, snuggling in his embrace.
Being in a friends-with-benefits kind of relationship with Tim was something that suits me well. But lately there's something more than the sex by his side. This thing actually terrifies me, but there's still the hope that things are gonna stay as they are now.

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I wake up at the sound of the bus engine. My head feels better than before. The painkiller did a good job this time. I stand up and get out of my bunk, stretching my arms above my head. I scan the bus, but everything is pitch black. I turn my head towards the back lounge, a small stripe of light showing underneath the door. I walk towards the door and tap my hand three times. There's no answer. What if somebody is in there and in trouble? I open the door to see Jared lying on the couch, his earbuds in his ears and his hand under his his pants, moving up and down. My eyes grow wide in the sight of him touching himself. He didn't even hear me open the door. I slightly close the door but keep my eyes on him. What the hell am I doing?

Watching live porn? Not actually, but still.

"Aaaah..."

I feel like throwing up and turn to leave, but his voice interrupts my action.

"Emma..."

I turn to look inside, my face red as a tomato. He still has his eyes closed, moving without control on the couch, panting. I keep looking at his face, so precious yet so disgusting.

"Oh! You're killing me!" That mouth of yours..."

I start thinking about him saying my name while jerking himself off. No, it's not me who he's dreaming about. There's another Emma here, too.

"Oh... Br-- Brunny!"

And that's when my eyes get the shape of plates. He's imaging me giving him a blowjob. I don't know if I should be happy or not with what I heard. A long groan interrupts my thoughts again, Jared climaxing and panting fast. When he relaxes, I close the door as fast as I can and run to my bunk, getting in and covering myself with my blankets. I turn from the other side and pretend to sleep, the door of the back lounge opening and closing, footsteps getting closer to my bunk. He passes from my bunk without stopping. A sigh of relief escapes my lips and I open my eyes again.

What do I live? Jared was jerking himself off while thinking of me. This thing is just crazy. I've admitted to myself that I have a crush on Jared, but now it was him thinking of me. Or I was fascinating? Having a fever can cause you many daydreams. But this one wasn't a daydream, I'm sure about that.


To be continued...