Note: Edited by Zia Westerman 17/4/2017

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Planet: Earth

Location: Camp Jameson

The sun had begun to set as I sat on the edge of the wall that surrounded the camp. With my elbows on my knees and hands on my cheeks, I watched the sun's rays shining through the treetops.

"Jewels?" I turned my head to find Mick limping over to me. "You okay?" I didn't answer so he sat beside me, "Look, I know you're angry at James, and well, I would be too if he cheated on me. But I'm not gay so that wouldn't happen." I raised a brow and he chuckled and then frowned, saying, "I'm sorry for what he did to you."

"Saying sorry will not fix this ache I feel in my chest."

"I know," he sighed and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I could always cut his balls off and feed them to a Borum if that would make you feel better."

I released a giggle but shook my head. "Thank you, but no. Mother once told me, violence is not always the answer."

"Seems to be the only way to get through to James," Mick muttered. I had a feeling he was talking mostly to himself. "He wasn't always like this, Jewels, the younger James would never give up on someone he loves."

"Then why did he now?" I found myself asking.

Mick sighed. "Everyone in this camp has suffered and lost something precious to them, Jewels. James watched his family being murdered and that changed him, even Jeremy lost his younger sister to the plague."

"Jeremy had a sister?"

"Yeah, she was only four, but the Borums released a plague into the world. It killed a lot of kids, Jeremy's sister being one of them."

"Oh, he never told me." Jeremy has not told me anything personal, same with these humans.

Mick ran his fingers through his hair. "Yeah, he tends to keep his personal life a secret." I watched him stand up. "Well, I should get going, Brett needs my help."

"Alright," I stood up and turned to Mick, who was walking away. "Mick? Thank you."

"Don't sweat it, buttercup." He waved me off and disappeared down the stairs.

"Buttercup?" I rubbed my forehead, a soft smile forming on my lips.

Mick surely is one of a kind.

I remained on the wall for a few more hours, the sun was now gone and darkness took its place. I walked along the wall passing several guards on patrol before I made my way down and stood at its base.

A cool breeze swept by me and I wrapped my arms around my body, but when I turned around the person I hated was standing before me.

"James," I spoke through gritted teeth trying to remain calm, although inside I wanted to rip him apart. He opened his mouth but I spoke first, "Whatever you are about to say, I do not care."

"You've been ignoring me all day, please let me explain—"

"No." I sighed because he stood in the direction I wanted to go. Swallowing my pride I approached him. I gazed upon his face and that was when I noticed his eyes were puffy and even though it was dark I could see the redness in them. "I am sorry, James." I stood in front of him but turned my face away.

I felt his fingers grasp my chin and he turned my head and tilted it upwards so I was looking directly into his eyes. "I should be the one to say sorry. Jewels, I gave up on you when I shouldn't have for that, I'm sorry."

My eyes dropped to the ground. "You broke me," I told him, once again making eye contact with James. "I feel the pain inside my chest, it aches, James."

"Let me pick up the broken pieces of your heart, let me put it back together." He took my cold face in his warm hands and before I could question what he meant James hugged me. "Give me another chance," he breathed against the top of my head.

I closed my eyes, wanting to accept him back. But no matter how much I wanted to tell James I forgive him, I could not. I placed my hands against his chest and pushed him back. "I am sorry," were the only words that left my mouth as I turned on my heel and left him standing there.

I walked through the camp broken and tears in my eyes. I stopped outside of a hut and knocked on the door, seconds later the door opened.

I threw myself into his arms, he immediately hugged back and held me in his embrace. "Jeremy, make me forget about him." I looked up, and without a single thought, I smashed my lips against his pushing him backwards into his hut as I pushed the door closed with my foot. "I want to forget."

Jeremy kissed me back but I kissed him hungrily. "Jewels—"

My hands grabbed his shirt and lifted it off his body. Jeremy's own hands tore my shirt from my body before he threw me onto the bed. My back making contact with the soft mattress and then Jeremy hovered above me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled his head down so that I could reconnect our lips. Jeremy's hands were everywhere, roaming and exploring my body as my own hands did the same. He broke the kiss and began to trail soft kisses along my chin and neck working his way towards my collarbone.

When my hands found the loop to his belt buckle and began to unbuckle it Jeremy grabbed my hands, stopping me. "Jewels," he inhaled, breathing heavily just like me. "This is wrong."

"But I want you to—"

"Make you forget, I know, but I can't take advantage of you," he rolled his body off me and laid beside me.

I was consumed with a strange feeling, I felt disappointed? No, I felt rejected. "You do not want me?" I sat up and got off the bed searching for my shirt.

Jeremy's presence appeared behind me, he placed his hands on my shoulders and forced me to turn around. "No, you're wrong, Jewels. I do want you, I always have but—" His hands shifted to my hips and he pulled me against his bare chest. "But you're not over James. I'll wait for you, Jewels. And when you're ready, I'll be here."

I wrapped my arms around his torso with my head resting against his bare chest, I could hear his heart beating. "Will you fix the ache I feel in my chest? Will you help me forget?"

Several kisses were left on top of my head and I felt his hands gently squeeze my hips, "Yes, Jewels, I will do anything for you."

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Go Jeremy! 

They're so cute together ...

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