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Author: Janine
Fandom: Jennifer’s Body
Pairing: Jennifer/Needy
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Needy has no intention of allowing the demon inside Jennifer to stay there, but banishing a demon isn't exactly easy and Needy and Jennifer are running out of time.
Note: This is a sequel/continuation of my story Not Quite Aces
( Part 1 - How the West Was Won )
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PART II
Later That Day
Madison (The City)
Public Library
Needy closed her eyes and twisted her head to the side, stretching out her neck with a sigh. The time she had spent with Jennifer that morning had been highly pleasurable, but that combined with days on the road sleeping on cheap motel beds; weeks of marathon sex with Jennifer; and being hunched over a desk reading books for the past three hours was making her body protest in exceedingly painful ways.
Sighing softly once again, Needy pushed her glasses up her nose and pinched her eyes before tiredly allowing her glasses to fall into place. She was exhausted, she ached, and she looked like ten miles of bad road, but it was all because of Jennifer and that made it worth it.
At times over the past few weeks Needy had become so overwhelmed by the task that faced her that all she wanted to do was lie down and never get up again. She was a high school student, not Dr. Robert Langdon. She didn't know how to scour obscure texts. She didn't even know how to find obscure texts! She'd promised Jennifer that she would save her, but she didn't know how she was going to do it. She still didn't. But she had to keep looking, she had to keep reading, because giving up on the books meant giving up on Jennifer and that wasn't even an option.
So, when Needy ran out of completely unhelpful books in Devil's Kettle and the surrounding areas, she and Jennifer hit the road. Devil's Kettle was a two library town, and the surrounding areas were even less impressive, but there were more libraries out there and more books and Needy was going to get her hands on as many of them as she could.
'As many of them as she could', turned out to be a shit-load of books … and completely unhelpful books at that. She found books that explained what had happened to Jennifer, and that gave a name, succubus, to what Jennifer had become. She found books that described in almost pornographic detail what succubus' did to their victims (which, unfortunately Needy already knew all about). She found many books that gave her such sordid details, but what she hadn't found was a book that told her how to reverse the process. The only useful thing some of the otherwise useless books had done to help her was give her hope that there was a book out there that had the answers she needed. In some of the books there were references to women who had been returned to their natural state after having been inhabited by a succubus demon, and those references were a lifeboat to Needy.
It wasn't much, but it was hope, and Needy latched onto it like used to Jennifer latch on to free shooters on Lady's Night. There were answers out there. She just had to find them. The question that plagued Needy, wasn't, 'Will I find the answer?' It was 'Will I find the answer before Jennifer tears into another boy like it was half-price day at the Mandarian?' And, as time went on, Needy began to think more and more that the answer to that question would be 'no'.
Needy closed her eyes and breathed in and out deeply. Her thoughts had taken a rather negative turn, and she didn't have time to feel put upon and depressed. Still, it was hard to put on a brave face all the time, and Needy found her eyes drifting over to where she had last seen Jennifer, hoping that the sight of her BFF would give her spirits a lift.
However, as was the story of her life lately, what she was hoping for didn't happen.
Needy's eyes found Jennifer alright, but the brunette wasn't alone when the blonde finally located her. Jennifer had moved a couple of stacks over from where Needy had last seen her, and unlike the last time Needy had made a visual check-in, Jennifer wasn't alone. The brunette was leaning coyly against the end of one of the stacks, gazing up at a man who looked old enough to be her father, while he brushed the backs of his meaty fingers over her cheek.
Jennifer's face flashed before Needy's eyes. She saw the brunette as she had looked lounging in bed earlier that morning while Needy pulled at her hands, trying to drag her out of the bed. Jennifer had looked listless and pale, and Needy had been alarmed though she had tried not to show it. Jennifer usually glowed after they made love. Over the past week the glow hadn't lasted for as long as it had at first, but immediately after their love-making Jennifer had always looked flushed and healthy. That morning however, there had barely been a change in Jennifer's appearance.
The demon inside of Jennifer was starving, and the little sustenance that Needy was able to offer it wasn't enough anymore.
Needy braced her hands on the edge of the table and pushed herself up, her heart thumping powerfully in her chest when she saw Jennifer take the man's hand and squeeze it. Needy could just make out the smile Jennifer sent the man, and then the brunette tilted her head to the side, towards the stacks and started to lead the man by the hand into the darkened rows.
Needy jerked into motion, moving so quickly that she nearly tripped over her chair in her haste to reach Jennifer before the brunette could do something that they would all regret.
Once she steadied herself, Needy immediately headed in Jennifer's direction but by the time she was only halfway to her friend, she lost sight of Jennifer as she and the man descended into the dark depth of the stacks.
Needy's heart spiked painfully in her chest as she lost sight of Jennifer, and a cold shiver of dread ran through her. She carried on, quickly moving towards the spot where she had last seen Jennifer, but there was a part of her that knew her efforts were in vain. In the same way she always knew when Jennifer arrived at her house before the brunette even rung the bell, Needy knew that she wouldn't see Jennifer again until Jennifer wanted her to.
Needy reached the stacks and immediately plunged herself into the darkness, continuing her search for her friend, only to find that the stacks Jennifer had disappeared into were only a front. They opened up into a lattice work of other stacks that seemed to stretch on as far as Needy could see. Needy stopped and listened, trying to pick up the sound of a voice or footsteps, anything that could tell her which direction Jennifer had gone in, but all she could hear was the familiar muted sounds of the library.
Jennifer was gone.
Needy stood still for a few moments longer, darkness pressing in all around her as she stared at the rows of black stacks leering triumphantly at her. She should have just picked a row and gone with it. If it was the wrong row, then she'd pick another and another until she found Jennifer or Jennifer found her. She should've …
Needy turned on her heel and headed out of the stacks the way she had come in.
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Needy was staring blankly at an open book when Jennifer returned. As Jennifer took the seat beside her Needy kept her eyes focused on the open book. She was afraid to look at her best friend and get confirmation of her worst fear. However, when Jennifer's warm hand moved to cover hers, Needy couldn't resist the raven haired girl's silent plea and she turned her head to look at her.
Needy gasped when her eyes landed on Jennifer. The brunette was resplendent beside her. Her complexion was pale and creamy, vibrant in a way that Needy hadn't seen in weeks, except for immediately after she and Jennifer had made love. Jennifer's cheeks held a fetching rosy tint, making her look fresh and innocent. Her dark hair was glossy and bouncy and once again perfectly framed her angelic face.
Needy closed her eyes and angled her head away from Jennifer, trying to fight the tears stinging her eyes. She had done it. She had killed him. She was full.
"I'm sorry," Jennifer whispered, squeezing Needy's hand as she spoke. "I just couldn't wait anymore. I was so hungry, you have no idea. You've been looking like a Jimmy Dean sausage patty to me for like days now, and when we got into the car this morning I just wanted to dip you in syrup and stick a fork in. I couldn't wait any longer. Honest. I would've hurt you if I tried."
"Now you've hurt someone else," Needy whispered, forcing her eyes open to meet the shining blue of Jennifer's.
"Yeah, but he was a total Chester, Needs," Jennifer breathed out, still holding Needy's hand tightly. "I told him I was sick and he still wanted to put it in. He was a complete Pervinator. I could've had someone days ago, but I waited for a bad one. Trust me, teenage girls everywhere are safer with him taking a dirt nap."
Needy breathed in deeply and then slowly released the breath. Her eyes squeezed shut again and she very deliberately breathed in and out, in and out, in and out until she felt something that resembled calm settle over her.
She had walked away. She had let this happen. She needed more time to find out how to save Jennifer, and so she had let Jennifer do what Jennifer needed to in order for them to have that time. She had made a decision just as Jennifer had, which meant that she was in no position to condemn or chastise the brunette.
"Okay," Needy murmured, finally opening her eyes and turning to face Jennifer. "He was an Uncle Molester and had it coming," she continued trying valiantly to convince herself that a straight male being interested in Jennifer was reason enough for him to die a horrible, bloody death. "How are you feeling now?" Needy breathed out a second later, allowing herself to really take in Jennifer for the first time since her best friend had rejoined her.
"Fine," Jennifer said hesitantly, her eyes narrowing suspiciously as she regarded Needy. The blonde's calm was unexpected. Jennifer had thought that she was going to have to grovel and plead more. She had been prepared to grovel and consequently Needy's acceptance left her feeling somewhat off-balance. "Great," Jennifer continued; her posture and tone relaxing when Needy reached out and gently touched her cheek. "Euphoric," she breathed out, smiling a little. "Like you just got done going down on me," she sighed dreamily.
"That good, huh?" Needy asked lightly though she wasn't quite able to manage a smile.
"That good," Jennifer purred, her expression turning naughty as she thought about just how good Needy made her feel when her head was nestled between her legs.
Needy's cheeks flushed at that, and she dropped her gaze away from Jennifer's for a moment, which only made the brunette smile more widely.
"How long will the good time last?" Needy inquired a few seconds later when she felt her cheeks cool. Her tone was casual, but her eyes were sharp and keen as she stared at Jennifer.
"It'll be blue skies for a couple weeks," Jennifer replied, "crappy but tolerable for another, and in about four weeks you'll start looking like a Burrito Supreme again."
"Then we better hit the books," Needy said, shoving the open book in front of her over the Jennifer before reaching for another one herself.
To be continued …
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Date: 2011-08-19 07:50 pm (UTC)I feel a bit ashamed for not feeling very sorry for that poor guy, but it felt like necessary so both girls can no focus on their mission of getting rid of that succubus demon :D
Oh, and I like how Needy isn't all goody two shoes and lectures Jennifer or rants about "how could you do that?!", but rather accepts that it was sort of "inevitable" at this point. Of course she's not thrilled, but it bought them time.
Love it. Moooore :D
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Date: 2011-08-19 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-08-20 11:41 am (UTC)I've never seen this movie but I really like this story. Can't wait for the next update!