up in flames

jesse thompson. 19. university student, uni lab assistant, and hospital volunteer

[jessefm]

weirdnatured‌:

‹ 🍒 ›   VIC HAD RECOGNIZED  the  homme  from  earlier  ;  when  he  was  sharing  his  secret.  her  heart  was  pounding  throughout  the  entirety  of  the  sharing  —-  she  truly  couldn’t  imagine  what  that  must  have  been  like  ;  the  thought  alone  made  her  feel  queasy.  vic  flinched  when  the  other’s  voice  was  raised.  her  eyebrows  upturned  at  his  reaction  to  the  outburst.  though  vic  wasn’t  normally  one  to  step  in ,  she  felt  the  need  to  in  this  moment.  “ guys ! move. ”  with  no  one  really  wanting  to  deal  with  vic  –  or  because  they  got  some  instant  newfound  respect  –  the  group  scattered. “ you . . okay ? ”  a  silly  question  to  ask  at  this  point  in  time  but  she  thought  it  was  an  important  one.

A sigh of relief left Jesse’s lips as the group dispersed and he turned to see his friend. “Vic.” His voice was soft; his usual energy and confidence lost to the nights events. He didn’t know how to answer the question honestly without breaking down or feeling ridiculous. He settled for for a shrug. “I’m alive. Everyone’s alive,” his breath hitched on the last word. Reality had yet to sink in. “Everyone will be ok?” He had meant for it to be a statement, but it came out a question. 

[jessefm]

alessandra-sanders‌:

After his speech she knew Jesse would be bombarded with stares and whispers behind his back. She looked around to find him, but then she saw him walking towards her. Giving him a gently nod to his question, “Do you want to go outside?” she asked the boy. She knew how it felt to have everyone stare at you and to feel that pressure.

He shook his head. Facing the crowd, even with someone else by his side, still felt daunting. The room was slightly more bearable now that he was with someone who was just treating him like a person. “I just--” he took a shaky breath. His body was taking longer to calm down than his mind. “I just need a minute.”

[keatonshensons]

Arón Piper, you have my heart.

[jessefm]

angel-legume‌:

Angel needed air, and she was waiting for Sommer to come get her. She was fed up, fed up with everything. She was trying to keep her composure, as she had her arms crossed and rocked herself back and forth while taking deep breaths. She heard Jesse’s voice before she saw him and she hoped her face looked composed when she lifted her head and gave a soft smile. “Hi- No- but, you know,” she sighed. “You?”

“Yeah,” he sighed, “I do.” He was holding himself together as best as he could, but he was sure it was clear from his face that he’d been on the verge of tears. “I’ll be ok, though,” he assured. “Do you have a way home?”

[jessefm]

emma--wood‌:

Emma laid in her bed, staring at the ceiling. Whenever Jesse asked her if he could come over, she said yes. She didn’t know why, but she decided that she should have company. Her brother would be out around town trying to save the people, but there she was, helpless. “I just want this to end.”

“Me too.” He wished he had something better to say, some comfort to offer. He felt helpless. He had been used as a pawn in some sick game. Nothing had been more terrifying than that hour he spent afraid that someone would die because of him. “At least they let everyone go. I hope they’ll be ok.” If he was this shaken he couldn’t imagine what they were going through.

[jessefm]

“Jesus,” Jesse barely moved out of the path of someone who was drunkenly stumbling through the room, and lightly bumped into someone else as a result. “Sorry,” he sighed. He recognized Liv from her gym, but he hadn’t been in months so he doubted she could say the same. “Good to know some people are having fun,” he joked with a weak smile. “Are you having a good night?” ( @oliviasfm​ )

[jessefm]

Jesse just wanted to get in and out, but it seemed that would be easier said than done. The day's tragedies had barely made a dent in the ball's usual attendance. He was walking around searching for his parents when he made eye contact with Hazel. He paused and nodded in place of a greeting. “I’ve only been here for five seconds. Did they actually succeed in making this a party or was I right to plan on staying home?” ( @secondripped​ )

[jessefm]

Jesse sat frozen in his driveway. He thought he wanted to go home, but now that he was there he couldn’t bring himself to get out of his car. He saw movement in the rear view mirror through the corner of his eye. He felt his whole body tense up as he turned around. It was just Liam in front of the Beauchamp house. Fuck. Liam. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what he and his family were going through right now. Without thinking he got out of his car. “Liam!”

He wiped at his eyes as he crossed the street. He didn’t want the other boy to see that he’d been crying. He wasn’t sure if he’d heard his speech. Whether he had or not he was the last thing Liam needed to be thinking about. “Hey,” he wrapped his arms around Liam, unsure of what else to do. “I’m sorry.” ( @liambeauchamp​ )

[jessefm]

Jesse was relieved to finally be outside. The stares and morbid curiosity that was being aimed at him inside was nauseating. He couldn’t stop thinking about how those things would follow him around, at least for a few days (and that was if he was lucky). He was on his way to his car when he noticed Angel standing outside. He wouldn’t have stopped for most people, but he’d heard Landon’s confession. She’d had her dirty laundry aired out in front of everyone, too. “Hey,” he said softly, “are you ok?” ( @angel-legume​ )

[jessefm]

Jesse didn’t want to cry while so many people were staring at him. He felt humiliated and vulnerable. All he wanted to do was leave, but there was so many people. There was no way he could push through all of them and keep any semblance of composure. He looked around the room desperately and walked up to the first familiar face he saw. “Alessandra?” his voice was quiet, almost pleading. “I’m sorry. Can I just stand here for a minute, until people stop staring?” ( @alessandra-sanders​ )

[jessefm]

Jesse wouldn’t have expected to end his night at Emma’s house. She was a nice girl and they got along well, but they had never hung out outside of school or the hospital. Still, after every other unexpected thing that had happened that day he couldn’t even register it as strange. All he knew was that sitting on the edge of Emma’s bed eating ice cream was better than trying to process all of his feelings alone. “I feel like we’re in a horror movie. I mean who actually does this shit? How do you even--” he shook his head and took another bite of rocky road. ( @emma--wood​ )

[jessefm]

davetega‌:

          ❝ HEY, HEY, HEY —- ❞   the frustration in the boy’s voice had drawn his attention, putting his whole body in front of him and interrupting whatever the other person was about to snap back at jesse.     ❝ just move along man, okay ? ❞   the tone of his voice was bossy and very unlike him, but something told him it was better to just grab the kid and get him out of there. so after the other person left, david turned around and offered him his hand.     ❝ i’ll push people for you. come on. ❞

Jesse was initially startled by the presence of another person. Surprise was quickly replaced with relief when the person in front of him moved aside with only a slight grumble and he realized that it was David. He didn’t know him well, but he’d been nice the few times they’d met. Jesse gave him a watery smile and nodded, “Thank you.” He held his hand tight as they began to make their way through the crowd.

[jessefm]

Jesse felt so stupid. People were dying and sharing secrets that could implode their lives, and he was upset over what, a hypothetical? He tried to squeeze through a group of people who had gathered to gawk at the train wreck that the night had become. “Excuse me.” Nothing. “Excuse me,” he practically yelled this time. He looked down, embarrassed at his outburst. He never got like this. He lowered his voice to a normal level, but failed to keep frustration out of his voice. “Can I please get through?”

[jessefm]

the secret ‖ self para

It was obvious that Jesse hadn’t planned on coming to the ball. His hair was wet from the shower and he was wearing jeans and a slightly worn Rolling Stones sweatshirt. He had just popped in to bring his mom her purse because she forgot it at home. That had been the plan until the stage lights turned on, anyway. He froze in place and watched the projections in horror along with everyone else in the room until his phone went off. It was probably his mom telling him to stay home. If only.

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His heart dropped. How the hell was this happening? What the fuck was he supposed to say?

It was a running joke in his family that they didn’t believe in secrets. His parents led by example when it came to honesty. The closest thing they’d ever come to lying to him was waiting until he got a sunburn when he was 12 to tell him why they had never let him leave the house without sunscreen. Suddenly it clicked. There was one thing in his life he liked to pretend didn’t exist. Something he didn’t tell people. Something he didn’t even think about if he could help it.

He had no clue if it was a good enough secret to save a life, but he had to try. He couldn’t let someone die because of him.

He stood up on a chair. “Hello,” his voice was softer than usual. He cleared his throat and spoke again, loud enough to turn peoples heads. “Hello. Umm I’m Jesse, Jesse Thompson. Some of you may know that I’m adopted.” That had never been a secret. “A few years ago I found out that there’s a history of Cancer in both of my birth parents' families. I got tested, and found out I have a genetic mutation related to a few different types of Cancer. I might never get sick, but if I do it’d probably be melanoma or…”

He paused. The next bit was less certain and had always felt so much more terrifying. He took a deep breath. Someone could die, Jesse. “Or umm possibly a glioblastoma.” He nodded awkwardly, “Umm yeah that’s it.” He got down from the chair and made his way towards the exit. If his mom really needed her purse she could go get it from him in the parking lot.

[maziekeen]

[jessefm]

spidcrswebb‌:

a genuine interest in the strength test was not why madison volunteered to help out. the people that came to this stupid booth, however, was pretty enticing. she was bound to spend time scoping them out with peyton or angel anyways. at least now she was doing it productively. “you look like your pretty tough,” madison started, using the hammer to point at someone in the crowd. “why don’t you come and show just how tough you are?”

Jesse was just walking by when he heard someone call out from one of the booths. He felt for them. He’d spent a lot of his day trying to convince people to play the ring toss. He figured he could spare a minute and a few bucks. “Alright I’ll bite,” he walked over and grabbed his wallet, “how much?”

[jessefm]

faith-campbell‌:

Faith rolled her eyes but couldn’t help but laugh, he seemed well meaning so she put raging Faith away for now. “Sorry! It’s been a long week, would rather be anywhere but here actually,” Faith shrugged. “I’m Faith by the way, you?”

“It’s fine,” he assured. He couldn’t blame her. It seemed like all of Rosefield was having a rough week, and while he liked it well enough spending the day behind a fair booth wasn’t exactly anyone's idea of a good time. “I’m Jesse, nice to meet you. So why’d you decide to help out this year?”