Diaz Plan Chapter 11

When Marco woke up, he wondered if what had happened had all been a bad dream. Then he felt the weight on his chest and looked down, where Janna was resting her head, and realized with a sinking feeling that it had all been real. And there was still no sign of his parents or Star. He had to do something.

"Hey, hey, calm down," said Janna, woken up by his movements. She put a hand on his shoulder, pushing him down. "Stop panicking."

"I'm not panicking," said Marco, even though with the way his pulse was racing, he knew this was a lie. Then, suddenly, he noticed something. "Wait...why am I naked?"

"You're not naked, you're wearing your boxers."

"Did...did you strip me in my sleep?"

Janna shrugged beneath the covers. "You were completely passed out and sweating like crazy. I figured, why not?"

"Okaaaaay..."

"I, on the other hand, am completely naked," said Janna, smirking as Marco jumped backwards, suddenly conscious of her smooth skin sliding across his.

"Why are you naked?!"

"I always sleep naked, Marco. I'm not going to change that just because I'm in your bed." Janna grinned. "I told Hope to cover for me and tell my dad that I was sleeping over her house. I let her know where I really was, of course. I bet there are just all SORTS of rumors going on at school about us right now."

Marco felt his stomach drop. "You wouldn't," he said. "You wouldn't tell anyone-"

"Maybe, maybe not." Janna gave a mischievous little smile, and Marco shivered as she pressed her body to him. "The rumors are probably a lot juicier than anything that actually happened. We can change that, though."

"No. Janna, let me up. I've got to look for - OW!" Janna had bitten his neck.

"There's nothing we can do right now," she breathed in his ear, her hand moving down his chest. "You're just going to make yourself panic."

"I've got to do something-"

"Shhhhhhhh," she whispered, hand lingering on his stomach.

It felt nice, to have her touching him, but made Marco nervous as hell as well. "....I won't panic," he said after a while. "Just...let me up. I'm going to go look at the spellbooks. In a calm, rational manner. And-"

"Shut up," Janna breathed, kissing him, as her hand slid into his boxers.

Marco tried to talk, but she just pressed her lips harder against his, almost so hard that it hurt. She trailed her hand across his erection, then gripped him, causing his hips to twitch. Marco's mind was getting foggy. He disengaged from Janna's kiss, with some difficulty, because she kept hungrily pushing her face towards his. Her hand was stroking him, now, and it was all he could do to choke out "Stop!"

"You don't really want me to stop." Janna's whispers in his ear sent a shiver down his spine. "This will make you feel better." Her voice dropped even lower, and Marco felt her lips brushing his ear. "And after, I'll let you do whatever you want to me." And she sank her teeth into his shoulder and began stroking faster.

Marco could barely think. He honestly wasn't even sure whether he did or didn't want this anymore. His hips were beginning to buck. Without even realizing it, he gasped out again, "Please, stop..."

And Janna did stop. The moment she did, Marco noticed she was shaking again. He wondered if she had ever done anything like this before, or if she had just worked up the nerve to do this with him. "I..I'm sorry," she said. "Did it not feel good?"

"No, no, it felt, uh, great," said Marco. "It just...I don't know, it feels...wrong, doing this, when I don't know if my parents or Star are safe."

Janna sighed, removing her hand from his boxers. She seemed to steel herself, her shaking stopped. Finally, she smiled at him. "Diaz, you tease." She gave him another little smirk. "I guess I'll just have to help." She let him get up, and slapped his ass as he got out of bed. "One day," she whispered to herself.

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Janna and Marco sat in the study, going through his father's spellbook and copy of Star's spellbook. Janna had agreed to help him look for a spell, as long as he resigned himself to just reading the spells he could actually understand. And he had to leave the room if he began to panic. "And...I guess just be ready to be disappointed," she said. "I can understand a LITTLE bit of SOME of these weird languages, but..."

"How?"

"Glossaryck showed me some when I talked to him. And I guess the internet isn't all bullshit."

Marco decided that it would be best for Janna to look through his father's spellbook first, since he already knew that Star traveled by dimensional scissors, and his father had some other method of hopping across dimensions. He resigned himself to looking through Star's spells just to feel like he was doing something, even though he already knew there was nothing there for him to find. He just didn't want to feel powerless. His cell phone kept ringing, but Marco didn't want to have to deal with the outside world, so he just silenced it.

The morning stretched into the afternoon like this. Marco left the room only to make them both some lunch. Every once in a while, Janna's eyes would widen, and she'd just say, "Wow." One time, she gasped, then looked over at Marco. "You know, your dad was into some fucked up shit, Diaz." She didn't elaborate.

Finally, as dusk was approaching again, Janna slowly put down the spellbook. "Okay," she said cautiously, "Don't get too excited. But I think...MAYBE...I have something that might help?"

"YOU DO?!" Marco nearly broke his neck running over to her.

Janna rolled her eyes. "Maybe? This spell...it's some sort of ritual. I can't tell exactly what it says, but it definitely says something about finding the one you're looking for. Basically says no matter where this person is, this ritual will bring you to them."

"All right! That sounds great!"

"There uh...some stuff we'll need. We need a piece of the person you're looking for. Specifically the book recommends...teeth. Or their nose."

"Jesus christ," said Marco. "I can probably get some hair from their brushes or something."

"That will have to do. We'll also need...blood. Like, a lot. A gallon."

"JESUS! Why do you need so much blood?!"

"Listen Diaz," Janna snapped, "Your dad is the fucked up blood magic warlock, not me. This is HIS spellbook."

"Man...I don't know, maybe we can find some dead animal-"

Just then, the doorbell rang. Marco raced down the stairs to answer it, still hoping that maybe it might be his parents. Instead, it was Ferguson.

"Hey, Marco," he said. "I came to check up on you. How come you weren't in school today? Or yesterday? Why weren't you answering your cellphone?"

"It's...a long story, Ferguson." Marco slumped. He didn't really feel like explaining everything to his friend right now. "I'm fine, though. Thanks for checking up."

"Wait. Janna? What are you doing here?" Ferguson shouldered his way inside, past Marco's attempt to close the door.

"Fucking Marco's brains out while Star watches," Janna deadpanned.

Ferguson's eyes widened. "So the rumors ARE true."

"Ahahahahaha! aHAHAHAHAH!" Marco forced himself to laugh. "Good one Janna! So Ferguson, you can go-"

"Anyway, Marco," Janna interrupted, "It has to be HUMAN blood. Not animal blood."

She's saying this right now specifically to torment me, Marco thought, as Ferguson gasped. "What do you guys need human blood for? How much?"

"We don't need human blood," said Marco, as Janna said "One gallon."

"Ha, ha ha, Janna," Marco said through gritted teeth. "That's funny. We don't need a gallon of human blood for anything. What a funny joke. You're such a JOKESTER. A HA HA HA."

"I have a gallon of human blood," said Ferguson.

"What," said Marco.

Ferguson reached into his backpack and pulled out his thermos. He opened it and poured out something that looked a lot like human blood into his hand.

"Fuck," said Janna, as Marco stepped back in shock.

"So guys, what are we doing?" Ferguson smiled, and Marco became aware that there had always been a feverish madness hiding behind his jolly smile, a darkness in his eyes. "It sounds like fun."