When I found you... Chapter 8(Jaevon Fanfic)

Morning came with something wonderful in store for the people in Boracay. The sleepy-heads staying at the far-side of the Microtel hotel are snoring loudly and deep in slumber, except for one.

James was sitting outside the veranda watching the sun slowly ascending. He’s been sitting there since dawn and was unconsciously hoping that the girl on the other side of the room would go out too. He can’t seem to get her off his mind. It has been like this since the day he saw her by the cove. Her smile, her laughter, her voice, her smell, everything about her seems to drug his senses.

Suddenly a voice spoke in his mind…

Wait… What if she’s like the first girl you gave your heart to and make you look like a fool?

No, she can’t be… she’s different.

How can you be sure?

I just know it.

You said that before and now look what it did to you…

I know she’s different. She’s not like her. She’s far different from her. I can feel it. She’s not a scheming virago… she’s not. She’s… exquisite… beautifully exquisite.

Closing his eyes, he saw Devon’s face overwhelming him with the hope of seeing her over… and over… and over again.

On the other room…

Three lovely women were fast asleep on their warm beds, oblivious to the chirping of the birds and the sun rays creeping in their bedroom. Devon was dreaming a wonderful dream. She saw Enrique smiling down at her… embracing her tightly. But when Enrique was about to kiss her, the face changed. It was the face she can’t get off her mind since she came here… James’ face smiling at her. His face was slowly descending… about to kiss her. She was in daze.

How could it be him? Devon thought bemused. Their lips inches apart, he spoke her name like a benediction. She was mesmerized. As his lips touched hers with the barest touch, bright white light blinded her eyes and she woke up with a start. She sat up and rubbed her forehead, sunlight streaming through the windows, giving light to the dim room.

It’s only a dream, she told herself over and over again. She pushed the covers aside and went to the bathroom. She splashed water to her face. The images kept edging into her mind. She blushed as she remembered her dream.

It was just a dream. It was nothing. It was… what was it? Why did I dream of it? This is insane! Devon thought frantically. She gave her head a little shake and went out to the room.

I won’t linger on these thoughts. It was nothing, she thought determinedly.

Her friends already started to wake up when she appeared in the room.

“Morning, guys.” Fretzie said sleepily and lay down on her stomach facing the opposite bed.

“Morning.” Yen said with a yawn and covered her face with a pillow.

Devon walked over to the windows and opened the curtains. She turned to her friends and smiled.

“Come on, guys. It’s a beautiful morning. Wake up! Wake up!” Devon said. She walked over to her friends’ bed and smacked their butts repeatedly.

“Ouch! Devon quit it. Alright! Alright! I’m getting up!” Yen said irritably.

“Devon, stop it!” Fretzie bellowed and threw a pillow at her friend.

Devon laughed and went to fetch her towel.

“I’ll shower first and buy ourselves some breakfast.” She said.

“Oh, no you don’t. You’re not going anywhere without us from now on.” Yen said getting out from her bed.

“Yes, we won’t let you out of our sight. We’ll lock you up if it’s the only thing that will keep you from going out. You might have another escapade.” Fretzie said in a yawn and got out from her bed too.

“What? Guys, I won’t do it again. I swear.” Devon said wearily.

“We know that. We we’re just kidding. We just wanna spend this day with you.” Yen said, standing now in front of Devon. Fretzie came over to them.

“Oh, I thought you won’t allow me to go out.”

The three of them laughed and hugged each other. They took turns in the bathroom. All dressed up, they went down to the restaurant and ate a hearty breakfast.

They went strolling along the beach after eating. They were laughing and teasing each other when someone called Fretzie’s name. The three of them turned and saw Brett running towards them followed by his three friends.

“Hi, Brett.” Fretzie said smiling.

“Come and join us.” Brett invited. The two now have their own world that they seem to ignore the others.

“To where?” Yen asked instead.

“We’re going to James’ Villa. It’s just near here.” Ivan answered.

Devon who became silent upon seeing the lot of them, glanced at the man who owns the villa. Blushing from the tips of her hair at the intensity of his stare, she looked the other way.

James, who was observing the only person he hoped to see, smiled as he saw the blush forming on her cheeks. She’s getting beautiful every day, he thought affectionately.

“What do you say if we have barbecue party?” Ivan questioned, looking at everyone then to James as if asking if it’s alright to have a barbecue party in his house.

“Yeah, sure. That would be nice.” James consented.

They went all to buy ingredients and drinks for their party and arrived at the villa around one in the afternoon.

“Wow, James! This place is awesome!” Ryan said in awe.

“Thanks. But, it needs renovations. I’m still looking for an interior designer.” James said.

“Hey! Devon can do it. She’s an interior designer. You won’t regret hiring her. She’s in demand by several millionaires.” Yen spoke in high regards to Devon.

James jerked his head toward her.

“You didn’t tell me.” He said in an accusing look.

“I forgot.” She lamely said.

“Yeah, right.” He said rolling his eyes.

They all went to set things up. The boys carried the tables and prepared the grill. The girls went to set the eating utensils. Devon who went inside was now carrying the stereo for the music. Ryan who saw her immediately helped her.

“Let me carry that. You should have told me you’re gonna get this… I would have got it myself.” Ryan said smiling at her. They’ve been in good terms since last night. To Devon’s amusement, they get along pretty well. Ryan was very funny and really sweet to her.

“Thanks, Ryan.”

“No problem.”

James who was watching this scene felt an enormous urge to kick Ryan.

Why is she avoiding me? She acts as if I don’t exist at all! James thought sourly.

He was taken out from his musings when Brett called him.

“James, do you have some extra chairs?”

“It’s in the garage.” He said in a rather menacing voice.

“I’ll get the chairs.” Devon volunteered.

“I’ll come with you. You might not be able to carry them all.” Ivan said.

“No, I’ll come with her. Just continue whatever you’re doing.” James said, walking towards Devon.

“Alright.” Ivan conceded.

Devon who was trying her might to avoid him has no choice to the matter. They walked silently to the garage. James took out a little remote control from his pocket and pressed the button then the garage opened. They went inside and Devon switched the light on. Working tools were scattered on the floor. Several boxes were stacked in the upper part of the garage and behind it were the chairs.

“We better take these boxes out.” James said who started taking the first box on the front. He had almost gotten the first box when all of a sudden the other boxes went tumbling down towards him, hitting him directly on the head. Devon who was busy looking at old pictures on the other side went pale as she saw James sprawled on the floor covered with big boxes. She ran towards him and pushed the boxes aside. There was a little gash in James’s right temple. Devon turned cold as she saw the blood.

“James!” Devon said horror-struck.

“Wake up, James! Oh please wake up! Don’t be dead! JAMES!” Devon shouted frantically, tears starting to form in her eyes. She shook James hard by the shoulders and kept telling him to wake up.

She touched James’s face... trying to wake him up.

Wake up, James… please… James… she thought anxiously, hot tears streaming down her eyes unheeded.