One-Shots

I heard someone yelling so I ran out of the tent into the blinding sunlight. A crowd of Wild Ones were forming around Andy and I walked over to them in order to get a better look. I gasped as I saw Juliet lying dead at his feet. Tears were rolling down his face.

"Leave," he croaked out to the crowd.

The crowd followed his orders and made their way back to their tents. I took a few steps back, but I didn't leave. Andy looked like he was near the breaking point and I didn't want him to do something he would regret.

His knees buckled and he collapsed onto the ground, letting out uncontrollable sobs. I slowly made my way to him and sat down. I gave him a small hug and he just leaned into me, sobbing on my shoulder.

"I'm so sorry about Juliet. If you need anything, you can talk to me," I whispered.

Andy pulled away from me and looked at me in shock.

"Nyx, you spoke," he said.

I blushed a bit and ran a hand through my black hair. I rarely ever said anything. Let alone to Andy. I don't think anyone knew, but ever since I came to the camp, I had a crush on Andy.
His father had found me wandering in the desert a few months back. I had no memory at all besides my name. I was starving and was dehydrated and Chris saved me. I was forever indebted to him. Which made it even harder for me to not speak to him. It wasn't that I can't speak, but I hate speaking. I feel that I could say something that would upset someone, so I kept my mouth shut. Unfortunately, that lead to everyone except Andy, CC, Jake, Jinxx and Ashley to think I was a freak.

I was probably closest to Jinxx and CC out of everyone at camp, mostly because they knew my dirty, little secret. They know about my cuts even though I consistantly had them covered. They saw me in the middle of one of my rendezvous with my metalic friend. I promised for them that I would try to stop, which I have for the most part.

"You sound really suprised," I laughed.

He gave me a weak smile and sat up, but his smile immediately faded as his eyes rested on his deceased lover.

"I'll get some cloth and Jinxx. We'll send her off properly," I said.

"Thank you. I really appreciate it."

The funeral was beautiful in a morbid way. Everyone that knew her said kind words. It was hard when Andy spoke, though. You could tell that he really loved Juliet and it hurt to see him in so much pain. We had Juliet wrapped up in white cloth and Jinxx ignited Juliet's body. I watched for a few minutes before deciding that I should get some sleep.

As I lied down on my makeshift bed, a part of me thought that I could finally have a chance with Andy, but I felt guilty for the thought. He had just gone through a terrible loss. If things were meant to be with Andy and I, then I would just have to wait.
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It has been two weeks since Juliet passed away and it seemed like Andy was finally starting to return to his old self. We had talked for nearly two hours every day at least and it was becoming harder and harder for me to keep my feelings from him. I had been avoiding him all day today just because I knew I couldn't handle talking with him.

"Nyx?" Andy asked as he walked into my tent.

"Hi Andy," I said, sitting up in my bed.

"You've been avoiding me," he whispered.

"No I haven't," I objected.

"Then why haven't you exited this tent at all today?" he asked.

I kept quiet.

"What's wrong? Please tell me. I...I l-love you," he suttered.

"You what?"

"I love you. I didn't realize it before a week ago, but I do."

"I love you too, Andy," I admitted.

"Then why have you been avoiding me?" he asked, sitting down next to me on the bed.

"Because I didn't know you felt the same way," I smirked.

Andy's eyes flickered between my neon green eyes and my mouth before he leaned in. As our lips connected I felt a fire start to burn in my stomach. I had been waiting for this for months and now my dream was finally coming true.

He rolled on top of me and slid his hands into my pants. I moaned as his fingers rubbed me through my panties and I arched my back. I rippped my pants off and gave him more access to my most private area. With his free hand he started slipping off my shirt.

"Andy...can I just keep my shirt on?" I asked, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

"Why?"

"I...I just...."

Without any notice, Andy slid up the sleeves of my shirt, exposing my tattoos and scars.

"Nyx...You are too beautiful to do this to yourself. Promise me that you'll stop," he pleaded.

"Okay... I promise," I said, kissing him on the lips.

He deepened the kiss and slid off my shirt and bra. His lips trailed down to my breasts and he began flicking his tongue across my nipple, causing goosebumps to errupt across my skin. He massaged the other one in his other hand and I moaned. I flipped over so that I was on top and I rid Andy of his shirt. My fingers gripped onto the waistband of his leather pants and his boxers. I helped him struggle out of his tight-fitting pants and free his throbbing errection.

I slowly slid myself onto his length and felt myself adjust before I started to bounce. I threw my head back as my g-spots were hit. Andy grunted and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, subconciously tracing my one angel and devil wing tattoos, though how he could have sensed they were there was beyond me. His fingernails dug into my back and I panted as he bucked his hips up in rhythm with me. I screamed out his name as I climaxed and held on only long enough for Andy to release into me.

I collapsed onto him and pressed my lips to his sweat-beaded chest.

"I love you, Nyx," he whispered.

"I love you, Andy. More than you could ever know," I smiled.

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