#jonathan x constanza

[freyafrida]

(midnighters) the clocks are black, chapter 11

the clocks are black - rex/melissa, jessica/dess, jonathan/constanza - pg-13

Dess meets his eyes. "You know you've barely even been trying to get Jessica out of the blue time. If it was Melissa, she'd be out already. You'd be doing everything you could to save her."

Rex is stung by her accusations — even moreso the possibility that they're true. He knows — he does — that he thinks about Melissa every day. Jessica…Jessica doesn't cross his mind as often.

Something ugly and mean moves in him, fueled by his guilt — and by a fear that he senses in Dess. "Well, you're not exactly trying your hardest, either," he snaps. "At least I'm not willing to let Jessica stay in the blue time forever because I'm afraid."

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[freyafrida]

(midnighters) the clocks are black, chapter 8

the clocks are black - rex/melissa, jessica/dess, jonathan/constanza - pg-13

That's nice, Melissa guesses, but she has no idea what this girl wants with them. She tries to reach out, find the girl's thoughts — there's hardly any mind noise on this highway, but maybe this girl is just good at hiding herself —

And encounters nothing.

There isn't a single flavor or sound coming from Megan's mind. It's like dead air. She frowns, concentrates harder — nothing. Not a single thought reaches her, not one emotion. They might as well be in the car with a robot.

"What?" Megan asks, and Melissa realizes that she must be staring.

"Nothing," Melissa says defensively. This girl is weird. More than weird. Weirder than Jessica when she first arrived in town. Who doesn't have thoughts?

"You have this look on your face."

"This look is how I always look. Like you know anything about us," Melissa mutters.

Megan crosses her arms. "I've seen you before."

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