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Paring: Sonja x Sparklez (Sparkonja? Idk. I'm not hip with the ship names these days.)
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"She wasn't anyone Sonj! I swear to Mianite she came on to me!" He grabbed my wrist before I could leave, but I jerked it back. I'm done with this. I'm done with him. This is the last time I catch another girl in his lap.

"If you can't keep your hands off of them, then don't bother putting your hands on me!" I screamed in his face. I stormed out the door and into the yard. I don't even know where to go. I just don't want to stay here.

"Sonja please, don't leave. I won't do it ever again I promise. Just don't go." I heard him call after me. I didn't turn around, because I knew if I did I'd go back to him. I just need time to think.

I took off into the sky, flying away from the dojo. Where do I even go? I'm not going to Wags. Martha's probably still staying over with him and I don't necessarily like her after she came on to Tucker awhile back. Toms? No, he'd just make a joke about the whole thing and make me feel even worse. Sparklez? I don't think he'd ask about what was wrong. He'd just leave me alone, and that's what I really wanted right now. Just a bed, some sleep, and a lot of time to think.

I landed next to his towers and began to walk up the hill. What do I tell him? Tucker cheated on me and I need time to think about if I still want him? Yeah, that's sounds good. I'll go with that. I walked up to the large wooden doors and knocked a few times. No one came to the door. What if he's not home? Gods I hope not. I have no where else to go.

But my doubts were broken when the door slowly swung open and a very exhausted looking Sparklez greeted me.

"Sonja? It's like really late. I can't fix your reactor right now." He ran a hand through his messy hair and yawned. I sorta felt bad then. The only time I ever visited him was when I needed something.

"No...that's not it."

He cocked an eyebrow. "Then why else are you here? Something else break?"

My heart did.

Do I tell him? No, he won't understand. He's never been in a serious relationship. Not like mine and Tucker's.

"Sonja? What's wrong?"

Those three words were my trigger. I began to bawl. I never cry, I hate crying. It makes me look weak. But this time I couldn't help it. That bastard broke my heart. Does he even care? Does he love me, or am I just a bother to him?

"No no! Don't cry! What did I do? I'm sorry!" He quickly tried to reassure me. That dork. He thinks he made me cry.

"It's not you...Tucker cheated on me. Again." I wiped away the tears from my eyes, but new ones kept forming. Why can't I stop crying?

"What? Why? Why would he do that?" I felt him put a hand on my back. He was generally concerned about me. That's really sweet.

"I don't know..." Maybe he just doesn't love me. I can't believe I left everything behind so I could be with him. That jerk.

"Well uh, do you wanna stay here? I have an extra bedroom. Guard Tom...he left so..." He looked sad then. I sort of felt bad for him. Ianite left and now Toms gone. He must really be having a hard time.

"I-I'm really sorry about Ianite and Tom. Are you okay?" He began to head upstairs so I followed him. I watched him shrug his shoulders with his back still facing me.

"Just another Capsize...I'll live. Here's your room." He stopped at a room on the second floor. I opened the door, and I was greeted with the warm smell of cookies. I felt a million times better. And his room was so pretty! The walls were yellow and blue, the bed made perfectly, a nice table and a desk. Why had he left this place behind?

"I don't mean to be insensitive, but why did he leave? I wouldn't want to ever leave this place." I sat on the bed, and it was even softer than it looked. I sighed and sunk into the fabric. This is heaven.

"I dunno. I think Mianite called him back or something. He didn't tell me or leave me a note...he just up and left. He even left Aura behind. He loved her." He walked over to the desk and sat in the chair beside it, staring . That's when I noticed a small owl laying on a pillow, dead asleep. He had a baby owl? That's so cute!

"She's really cute. Do you still feed her?"

"Yeah. She likes cookies..." He sighed sadly. He laid his head down on the desk.

"Sparklez, are you sure you're okay? You don't look like it." He looks really really tired and depressed.

"I'm fine. I'll get over it. I always do. I'll see you in the morning. I need sleep." He staggered up from his chair and walked to the door. I decided to not ask anything else. He was tired and I was irritating him. I untucked the sheets and crawled in. Oh my gods, these covers are so soft. Sparklez turned the light off and began to leave, but stopped for a second in the doorway.

"Oh yeah...and Sonja...don't think it was anything to do with you. Tucker needs to realize what he's got. I'd give anything to have someone to hold at night and tell me that everything is gonna be okay." And with those last words, he closed the door.

Poor Jordan.

~

During the night, I had a really really horrible nightmare. My mind just kept replaying the scene of that girl sitting in Tucker's lap, while he smiled and held her even closer. 'Didn't mean anything' my ass.

So yeah, I started to cry again. I figured since Sparklez room was on the top floor, he wouldn't hear me.

But he did.

"Sonja?" He asked from the door. I quickly wiped away the tears and tried to look normal. It was still dark in the room, so I couldn't see him and he couldn't see me. I was glad for that.

"Y-Yeah?" I answered. Damn my stutter. I feel like such a girl.

Silence. I heard the door close and footsteps fading away. He left. He just left. God I'm such a bother. He's probably sick of me already. I pulled the covers over my head and cried quieter. It felt nice to cry actually. To just let everything out. I heard the door open again, but I didn't hear anyone come in.

"Sparklez?" I asked the dark. No answer. Did someone break in? Is there a stranger in my room?

I pulled the covers off just a bit for me to see. Nothing. It was so dark I couldn't even see the bed I was laying on.
Just as I was about to run like hell, I felt something warm and slobbery attack my cheek.

"Ah! What the hell?!" I screamed. The lights flickered on and I finally saw the slimy monster that had attacked me.

A purple pig.

"Oh my god! What are you?!" I squealed happily. I nuzzled his piggy nose to mine and he squealed happily. He licked my cheek again and hopped into my lap.

"I'm not good with comfort...but Franklin is."

I turned to the door to see Sparklez leaning against the frame, watching the pig and me with a small smile.

"Is he yours?" He never told me he had a pet pig. Especially a purple one.

"No. He was Ianites. I resurrected him from the dead. Now he just chills with me."

I cuddled the piggy closer to me and it happily snuggled up in my arms. "Thank you Jordan..." I sighed.

"I didn't really do anything. Thank Franklin." He laughed.

I didn't know he could be so kind and sweet. This nerd isn't all I thought him to be.

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Sure enough, I was surprised again that morning with a tray full of breakfast sitting on the desk. I didn't know Jordan could cook. I just thought he only knew math and all of that boring stuff.

It was muffins and cookies, with a glass of lemonade. It was my favorite breakfast meal. How did he even know about this?

I happily devoured everything on the tray and drank ever last drop of the lemonade. During breakfast, Franklin kept nudging my ankle. I assumed he just wanted me to take him for a walk, so I headed outside as soon as I got finished. He lead the way, since I had no idea where Sparklez usually walked him. But when we reached the main doors, he didn't go to them. He went over to the elevator button and sat down on it, causing him to disappear. What? Where did he go?

I hesitantly stepped on the plate, and I immediately was thrown down to another floor in a flash. I screamed a little, but stopped when I realized I was in the basement. I didn't even know Sparklez had a basement.

Franklin was still walking, leading me to some thing in the far back. He lead me down a long hallway and he stopped right in the middle of it, staring at the wall and sniffing it. Was he lost? I hoped not. I didn't know how to get back up.
He nudged his nose against the wall, and the gray corridor shifted and groaned, opening up a huge hole in the wall. This pig is the smartest animal I have ever met.

He waddled into the hole and I quickly followed behind. And I was amazed by what I saw.

There were machines lined on every wall and parts hanging from the ceiling. The floor was littered with weird tools that I'd never seen before. There was another hallway that Franklin was leading me to. An iron door was set up at the end of it, but that's wasn't a problem for Franklin. He nudged another hidden button on the wall and the door opened.

Jordan sat in the middle of the room, leaning over a piece of large blue paper that had lines drawn all over it. He looked deep in thought until he heard us walk in.

"Uh hi?" He waved awkwardly. His hair was all messy and he was sweating. It was pretty warm down here. I wondered how he stood it.

"Sorry. Franklin lead me down here." I laughed nervously. I didn't want to bother him. He was working on something.

"It's cool. I'm just drawing designs for a reactor." He looked back down at his work and began to draw more lines with his pencil. I felt sort of awkward. I would've left, but Franklin had gone to sleep in the corner and I had no clue how to get back out of here.

"So...thanks for the breakfast. How did you know I liked muffins and cookies with lemonade? That's like my favorite breakfast ever." I sat in the floor too, but far away so I wouldn't distract him.

"That time you were in Decs infirmary for a week, I helped him make food for you since Tucker was busy hanging out with Tom. Plus Dec had no clue how to cook." He replied not looking up from his blue prints. I remember that. I broke my arm in the purge and I had to have surgery. Tucker never even visited me.

"Oh...that's really sweet of you to remember."

"Yeah well...Tucker's being an ass so...you deserve some kindness." He shrugged.

I was taken aback. He cursed? Like, did he actually just say a swear word just now? Am I going deaf?

"Wow. I've never heard you say a dirty word Sparklez." I laughed. His cheeks reddened a little at my comment.

"I curse sometimes when I'm angry...Mostly when Tom steals my stuff or breaks something that's mine."

"...are you angry at Tucker?" I've never seen him angry at anyone besides Tom or one of the gods.

"Yeah. He hurt you. For no damn reason. That's a really stupid thing to do." As he was drawing another line, his pencil snapped in half. He sighed in frustration and threw the pieces across the room, pulling another one from his shorts pocket.

"You...you okay there?" His face was still super red. He was legitimately angry.

"I'm fine." He answered shortly. He went back to drawing his machine, his face still a light shade of red. Maybe I should leave and let him cool off. I've never seen him this angry.

"Um, do you think you could show me the way out? I don't really remember the way back up."

His face went from angry to worry. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel weird. I just...I've been feeling odd lately. Yeah, I'll show you the way out. Follow me."

He stood up and made his way out the iron door and into the hallway, with me following behind. I noticed something weird. He had...a tattoo? It was peeking up from the collar of his shirt. I couldn't really make out what it was. I tried to get a better look at it, but he noticed me looking and quickly pulled his collar up. Dangit. What is going on with him? His bipolar attitude and now he has a tattoo?

Something's up with him, and I'm going to find out what it is.

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The second night staying at Jordan's was much worse than the first. The nightmares didn't stop. I couldn't sleep, even with Franklin cuddled up next to me in bed. I missed Tucker. He was a jerk and a cheater, but I still missed him. Maybe I should just go home. Jordan's probably getting tired of me anyway. And Tucker said he was sorry...maybe I just overreacted. He still loves me. Doesn't he?

I threw on my fox hoodie and slipped on my sneakers. I kissed Franklin on the head one last time before I left the room as quietly as I could. I creeped down the stairs and slipped out the wooden double doors. It was really cold outside, and extremely dark. This isn't gonna be easy. If I fly, I won't be able to see anything. I should just walk so I won't crash and die.

I began to walk in the direction of Tucker's dojo. I wonder if he's still awake. I hope so. I started thinking about what I'd say to him when I got there. Hi, I forgive you for absolutely crushing my heart? I sighed. Why am I even going back? He cheated on me twice. I shouldn't go back.

I was about to turn back to the towers, when I noticed something. I couldn't see the towers anymore. Everything was covered in a large grey fog. What? This wasn't here thirty seconds ago. I blindly started walking into it. I didn't walk that far, it must be around here somewhere.

And then I felt something. A hand grab my shoulder. I whipped around and came face to face with the most terrifying thing I've ever seen. The hood it wore covered most if it's face, but I could still see it's skeleton jaw and red eyes. I tried to back away, but it's bony hand squeezed my shoulder tighter and I suddenly felt like I was dying. Nausea filled my stomach in less than two seconds and I was so weak I could barely stand. What is this thing? Why is it killing me?

Finally I couldn't take it, so I fell to the ground. It let go of my shoulder for a second. Oh my god I have to run away. I can't fight this thing. I have nothing to defend myself with. I quickly stood on my feet and tried to make a run for it, but I fell again. My mind felt so cloudy. Why can't I stand? Everything feels weird...

Just call out for help! Somebody has to be able to hear you!

"HELP! HELP ME!" I screamed. I could feel that thing behind me. It was hovering over me and watching while I tried to crawl away. Please Mianite let me get out of this alive. I don't want to die not knowing whether or not Tucker even loves me.

The thing began to raise its hand again. No. If it caught me again, I wouldn't be able to get away.

"Help..." I called out one last time. No, I can't make it. I'm going to die.

My vision started to darken. All I could see was the skeleton hand reaching for my face. I shut my eyes so I wouldn't have to see it. I don't want to die like this. I should have stayed with Jordan. How could I have been so stupid?

I felt a hand wrap around my arm and jerk me up on my feet. But it wasn't bony. I cracked an eyelid to see what it was.

Jordan.

"We have to go, can you walk?" He asked hurriedly. I shook my head, trying to formulate words. Everything felt so numb. Am I dead? No, I think I'm alive.

And then I felt like I was floating. I sighed happily at the feeling. It felt nice. I hugged the cloud I was floating on. It was warm and soft. I felt so happy.

The cloud stopped moving and I groaned in protest. I wanted to sleep forever on the cloud. The warmth left me and I wanted to cry. I think I actually started to cry. I could feel tears falling on my cheeks. Why did the cloud leave me?

"No, don't cry. It's okay. Everything's okay." I heard a voice trying to comfort me. I didn't care about its words. I just wanted my cloud back. I wanted to feel safe and warm again.

"Come back..." I whimpered. Please come back cloud. I want to be happy again.

It came back. It was even softer and warmer than before. I hugged it tightly, afraid it would leave me again. I drifted off on my cloud.

It felt nice to be okay again.

~

Falling asleep in somebody's arms in something I've grown used to. It's just, you know, I've always woken up in Tucker's arms.

Not this time.

I woke up in warmer and softer arms, and instead of smelling the disgusting cologne Tucker always wore, I smelled lavender. Lavender, the smell of the sheets I'd been sleeping on for days. I loved that smell. It made me feel safe, like I was back home with my mom in my old room in my old bed. My mom always used that kind of fabric softener. She said it was the best kind and that anybody who used it was clever, because most people don't know that lavender makes you feel safe.

I snuggled into the warm fabric, and smiled when the arms wrapped tighter around me. I opened my eyes, expecting Tucker to be holding me, hoping maybe he'd changed his ways and even went out of his way to buy my favorite fabric softener.

I nearly choked when I saw a tattooed neck in front of me, the one I'd snuggled into no less than a minute ago. Who the hell is holding me?! How the hell did they get me in their arms?! My eyes darted up to the face of the tattooed man, and I immediately relaxed. Jordan. It's just Jordan, not some rapist or murderer. His eyes were closed and his head angled sideways, showing he was clearly asleep.

Wait, why the hell does Jordan have tattoos?

They looked like they were stretching up from the collar of his shirt. Should I? He's completely asleep, he might not notice. I sucked in a breath and hesitantly hooked a finger under his shirt collar and slowly pulled it down. I was right. More tattoos that I know recognized as flames stretched up his entire neck. They even looked like they continued down his chest. I have to look.

I slowly hooked another finger underneath the bottom hem of his shirt and lifted it up extremely carefully.

They were everywhere. From the bottom of his stomach to the complete front half of his chest, and some were even going around his sides. Are they on his backside too? Oh my god. Did he do this himself? Or did he get someone else to tattoo these on him? And why would he want them in the first place? He's said before tattoos are painful and he'd never want one in his entire life.

I froze when I saw his head turn towards me, my finger was still lifting up his shirt. Oh shit.

His hand darted around and yanked down the rest of the shirt, and then he completely moved away from me on the bed with a look of absolute panic on his face. Interrogation time while he's still surprised.

"Are you gonna explain why you have tattoos covering every inch of your body?" I asked sassily.

"It's none of your business," he snapped back, sliding off the bed and hurrying out of the room. Crap, what did I just do? I made him mad. Do I just bring out the worst in every man or something? That must be it. I need to apologize.

I slid off the bed and hurried after him, but as soon as I started to walk, I fell to the floor hard. Pain shot through my knees and head, the two areas I'd hit the hardest on the stone floor. I couldn't stop the tears from coming, or the cry of pain that escaped past my lips. Damn it that hurt.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" Someone tried to help me stand, but I cried harder at the weight on my aching knees. I was lifted off my feet instead and placed back on the warm sheets of the bed. "I shouldn't have left you, I'm sorry! I was being an idiot, I didn't wanna get you hurt!" His soft touch on the skin of my knees felt wonderful. He must be seeing if they're broke or something. If they aren't, then I'm going to be extremely surprised. It felt like they were broken.

I sighed and relaxed as his fingertips brushed over the sensitive areas on my knees. I murmured a thank you as he elevated my knees up on some pillows and placed something cold on my head. He's so caring. Why doesn't he have a girlfriend? He's so sweet and kind. He's nothing like Tucker.

That's when I realized something. I don't need a best friend relationship like what I had with Tucker. I need a boyfriend, a caring sweet boyfriend who will be by my side when I need him to be there. I need someone like Jordan to be in my life.

"Jordan?" I opened my eyes finally and was met with worried brown ones looking into mine. His face was flushed and his hair messy, which made him look even more adorable than usual. I never noticed before how cute he actually was.

"Yeah?" He asked softly and attentively. I could hear the care in his voice, all of the worry and guilt he felt just from that one word. He was still rubbing my bruised knees and he had a hand on top of my head, gently pressing down an ice pack to my even more bruised forehead. He cares about me, enough to forget his anger towards me and help me. Tucker would never do that for me.

"I really want you to be my boyfriend."

He laughed at first, but when I didn't laugh back, his face grew completely serious. "Oh my god you're not kidding."

"No. Will you?"

"I-I mean you're-don't you-what about Tucker?" He stammered nervously.

"He can go to hell. I like you. Do you like me too?"

"Well...yeah but-"

"Okay then." I smiled and leaned up to his face, pressing a small kiss to his cheek. Instant blush covered the entirety of his cheeks and neck, making the tattoos on them stand out even more. "Are you gonna tell me about the tattoos or what? Because I feel like now that were going out-"

"It's complicated," he interrupted, his tone emitting a strange sadness. "But...one day, I'll tell you. When I have it under control and I actually know what's going on, I'll tell you. I won't keep secrets from you." He smiled warmly at me, his fingertips still brushing against my knees. I'm making the right decision. Jordan is wonderful, and he's perfect for me.

"Can you hold me again?" I asked softly.

"S-Sure!" It didn't take him two seconds to scoop me up into his arms, back into the original position we had been in before he ran off. I sighed in content and laid my head against his warm chest, relishing in the feelings that were running through me.

"I know this is pretty sudden to say, but I'm telling the truth. I think I'm already in love with you."

"Well...if we're being completely honest, I've kinda felt the same for a really long time."

My eyes shot up and darted up to look at his, that were completely filled with nervousness. Reassure him, he's doubting himself and his decisions.

To the best of my ability, I reached up to his face, held his cheek and pressed my lips to his. His entire body tensed at first, but after a few seconds, the little nerd relaxed and kissed back. I can't say there were fireworks or butterflies or any of that shit when I kissed him, but I did feel something.

I felt loved. And it was the best feeling in the world.
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Yeah my bad guys, I've been superrrrr busy and writing chapters is getting difficult since I've had like no time lately. I know some of you guys wanted a Tonja and I'll get to that one soon, but I hope you liked this one! I spent a lot of time on it and I would appreciate it if you'd leave me a favorite or a comment! Thanks!

- Lee