Thread: Jesse's Body (november[s n o w] ~ liynn)

Re Jesse's Body november s n o w liynn Bobby gasped as he peered into the male's eyes. He expected the vibrant green ones that so many girls had said they'd gotten lost in, not this...whatever the fuck it was, this blackness. Who the hell had black eyes? More importantly, who had black eyes when they were supposed to have green ones? Bobby could only think of one solution, that Jesse had been turned into one of the vampires from Twilight, but he was pretty sure that wasn't the case at all. The slight smile he received from Jesse sent shivers down his spine, causing goosebumps to spread all across his slender body. ...Jess? The boy questioned, keeping his gaze into the male's now black eyes. He truly didn't know why he kept on repeating the male's name, seeing as he didn't get an answer, but what else could he do? Besides, he was more or less guessing that this wasn't his best friend. It sure as hell looked like him, but...there was something different, something he couldn't place. He felt nothing but fright as he was in Jesse's presence now when he normally felt calm. As the male grabbed the ham out of the fridge, Bobby backed up suddenly and fell on his ass, just staring at his best friend in shock and awe as he devoured the ham. Don't think I was supposed to eat that... He said out loud without meaning to, just imagining how angry his mother was going to be later. All thoughts of the boy's mother flew out the window as soon as Jesse seemed to panic, blocking his mouth as...what the fuck was that, exactly? Black liquid goop seeped out between his hands. Bobby just sat there, his mouth agape and slight noises of shock and disbelief came from him. What the motherfuck was in that goddamn ham that made Jesse do that? Was it some sort of parasite or virus or something? He looked to the floor where the goop now rested and then back up to Jesse, a heavy sigh coming from his lips. He figured it was over, but then he heard the male begin to gag and cough again and then there was more. More of that black vomit all over his linoleum and inching closer to him as more flew out of Jesse's mouth. The boy backed up, surprised that he could move at all in this sort of situation. Jess, you need help. He stuttered out, reaching for his phone. He paused for a moment and looked at his best friend, who seemed to vomit once more before he finished. Bobby's eyes widened even more than they already were as the black liquid phased into spikes for a short moment before melting back to goop. Did this sort of shit even make scientific sense? The answer to that was probably a huge ass no. His eyes instantly shifted to Jesse as he stood up and their eyes locked for a moment. He quickly looked away from the male, his breaths coming in short. He couldn't look at Jesse while he was like this. He didn't even know what sort of fucking state he was in, but he couldn't take it. There was something wrong with him, he was much more than just physically ill. Bobby reached out for him as he started to leave, calling out Jesse's name as he quickly stood up and headed out to the hallway, but Jesse was of course already long gone. He looked at the keys to the Mustang on his key rack, but quickly let the idea of going after the boy flee from his mind. Jesse said he'd pick up the car in the morning, right?