Hey guys! New story! This one is a lot more dark and a lot mor serious then previous stories I wrote!
Summary: Maria Suntine is an 18 year old girl who is in love with her long time friend, Mr. Joe Jonas. He and his brothers, as you know are famous stars. What happens when a mysterious girl kisses Joe at a party and Maria sees it? Suicide that's what. What happens next you'll have to find out.
Disclaimer: I do not own JO BROS!!! or anything quite famous
Have fun and sorry readers of Greenhill Pokemon HIgh School that I haven't updated in awhile. I'll try to ASAP. Also this story is going to atleast be Twenty-four chapters long... enjoy!
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Hey, Maria Suntine here! Just enjoying my self at an after party with my favorite set of brothers, the Jonas Brothers. Who's my favorite? Joe. I love him, literally. Just like some of you that may be reading this. Well anyway I'm eighteen yeard old, 5 feet 5 inches, raven colored hair with blue highlights, and since it was Miss Smiley Miley's fancy panst formal dance party at some fancy ball place, I was wearing a beautiful blue gown to match my hair. I have so called "piercing" brown eyes that supposedly "pierce" through someone if I'm mad at them. Well anyway the bass was pumpin' and they were playing Low by Flo Rida.
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans
Boots with the fur [With the fur
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low...
I got on the dance floor to show my floor riding skill. Kevin and Miley got up there with me and started dancing to a ton of songs. Nick was just talking with other famous people.
Shawty got them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy
She hit the flo [She hit the flo
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low...
That's when it hit me. "Kevin! Do you know where Joe is?" I asked him over the music. He shook his head. I shrugged it off. He couldn't be doing anything that bad. After a few good dance songs I got tired. I went to the punch bowl and one of my schoolmates/best friend Katelyn Shaney came over. The Jonas' let her come and her, being a flirt, started hitting it off with some of the cute celebs. Forget You by the LAX Gurlz was playing.
"Hey Ma! Awesome party right? I mean look at all of them. Cody Linely, Christ Brown, Zac Efron... Ahh!" Katelyn said. She calls me Ma and I call her Kat. Weird right?
"Yeah, totally!" I told her. We were chatting away and drinking. Joe then mysteriously pops out of nowhere and sits down next to me. Katelyn raises her eyebrows at me. I gave her "the look".
"Hey Maria, tight party right?" He asked. Before he let me answer he suddenly bends over. "Ahh I have to go the the bathroom!" He said cramping over and starts walking to the bathroom. I just looked at him weird. Then I realized I had to use the bathroom too and told Katelyn.
"Dude I gotta go to! Too much punch hahaha." I told her. She just smiled, got her flirt face on, and walked over towards Ryan Sheckler. I then started following Joe to the bathroom, Not knowing where it is. A girl ran way past me and way past Joe. Weird.
He turned a few corners and then he finally went inside a room. I got to the front but then I hear a quiet moan in the bathroom. What the HELL is Joe doing in there? More moans. And it doesn't sound like its just from a boy. 'Oh Gosh no! This can't be happening.' I thought.
I knocked then opened. Not locked... funny cause the boy should remember to lock the door when he goes to the restroom.
I saw it. I saw everything I need to see. The boy I loved. Under the girl that ran past me. They were sitting on nice clean toilet seat cover sucking each others faces, tasting each other's mouth. The sight was sickening. So sick to make me cry.
"You... you... JERKASS!" I yelled at Joe, tears in my eye. Joe pushed her off and looked up.
"It's not what you think Maria!" He said. His face was all wet and lip-sticky. Gross. The girl just looked at me. Her face was wet and she was breathing hard. She just smiled evilly at me. She started to grab Joe's arm. Joe didn't do anything. He didn't pull away. He didn't attempt to get loose. He didn't even try to chase after me as I ran. He just fell under her charm. What a Jerk. My bestfriend. My love. My life. Gone.
I started to run. I ran towards Kate who was trying her luck on Chris Brown. Coincidentally No Air was playing.
"Sorry Chris I have to tell Kate here something." I told him. He just nodded, like the nice guy he is, unlike some jerk, and waited.
If I should die before I wake. Its cause you took my breath away. losing you is like living in a world with no air.
Ohhh...
"Kat I need to go home... Just get a ride from the Jonas' I'm sure they won't mind." I told her.
Im here alone didnt want to leave.
My heart won't move its incomplete.
Wish there was a way
That I can get you to understand
"Why? What's wrong? Did something happen?" She asked me. She looked me smack dab in the eye.
But How Do you expect me
To live alone with just me
Cause my world revolves around you
its so hard for me to breathe
"It's nothing. I'll tell you later." I told her masterfully holding my tears back. She didn't say anything for a moment, looking me straight in the eye.
Tell Me How im supposed to breathe with no air
Can't live can't breathe with no air
thats how i feel whenever you ain't there
Its No Air No Air
Got me out here and the water so deep
Tell me how you gon be without me
if you ain't here i just can't breathe
Its No Air No Air
"Fine, you better explain to me later though." She said winking. I winked back. I fake smiled and waved goodbye to both her and Chris. I walked out casually but lo and behold, Miss Miley came out of nowhere. "And where do you think you're going miss?" She asked me. I told her that I felt sick and wanted to go home. I felt like crap. I probably am crap too but people are just too nice to say anything about it. "Mkay.. G'night Maria. Hope to see you soon."
I went to my car and started to drive home. 'This is exactly what I needed.' I thought sarcastically. 'I thought I actually had a chance with him. I thought he was better than though. I thought he could see past my rouch exterior. Why, I know, and everyone knows I'm not the best looking, and everyone knows about my self-esteem issues. I know he knows about the abusing issues of my dad when my mom wasn't around. I know he knows. I guess he doesn't care about crap like me. He doesn't care. No one cares. He was my air. I lost him. I have no air.' I was crying by the time I got to my room.
When I got into my room I looked at a picture of me and him hugging. I started to cry harder. This is why love sucks. 'Come to think of it no one probably cares about me. They all just want to get to my prettier best friend. The wilder one. The hotter one. The funnier one. The flirtier one. They were probably using me. And my mom. She doesn't care either. She probably thinks I'm just an accident and a burden. Ha no one cares. I know it. My friends probably don't care either. The Jonas' probably just want to be better friends with Kat. And I don't know why Kat is even best friends with a failure like me.' My thought started to get the best of me.
Next thing you know I got rope from the garage, paper, and pen. I began to write.
Dear everyone,
I'm sorry for leaving you. I'm sorry. No one probably cares though. Yeah you heard me. No one cares. The last song I was listening to was No Air. So that's how I decided I should die. No Air. Joesph Jonas. You were my Air. You were my friend. You were my life. You were my life. Seeing you kiss that stranger made me lose my air. It made me lose you. That's what happened everyone. I love Joe Jonas. Joe Jonas kissed random stranger girl. End of story. I lost all hope after that. When I met you boys I thought my past could be erased. I thought it could be gone. But it came back and has taken over. I'm sorry.
With love,
Maria Suntine
My past? You may be asking. Well here's a small taste of one day in sixth grade.
FlashBack
I was eating lunch alone in sixth grade at Controversial School where the teachers only taught and nothing else. Jamie, my old best friend who always stood up for me was sick again. Which means they'd come after me. By they I meant Lana and Ty's gangs. The children here were mixed with violent children, good children, and overly hormoned children.
"Hey! If it isn't Ma Slutine! Where's you best friend? Not here to protect you huh? Good. Ready for your daily dose of beatings?" Lana said. I gulped. Teachers didn't care. They were all just gonna say they didn't see anything. I finally though that when my dad stopped beating me that the beatings were gonna stop. I was wrong. Lana began to make fun of me, then another girl started to pull my hair, and the other girl started making fun of how big my boobs were and how they made me a slut.
When they stopped they left leaving me bruised and batter. Then Ty and his group came by.
"Lookie here our playtoy! Ready for some fun?" Ty said. To lift me up and do something indescribable to me until the only teacher that cares came by and shooed them away. That teacher was Mrs. Shaney, Katelyn's mom.
End Flashback
Sucks right? That wasn't half as bad as other stuff that's happened to me. But if I put those in here this fic would be rated M. That bad? Yes, but when I met Katelyn and the boys in 8th grade things started to change for the better. I got stronger and mroe confident and learned to love what the other children made fun of me for. Until Joe Jonas stabbed my back and made me suicidal about everything again. Joe Jonas my love, the main reason for my confidence and strength, gone.
I began to set up. I got the ladder and put it where I stood. I put the note on top of the living room table. I grabbed the rope and set it up. I made a slot for my head. I hung the rope around a high hanging bannister rod (A/N: She's rich) in the living room. I climbed the ladder and gulped. A breathed in and out. I stuck my head through it then jumped off the ladder. I saw the clock. 10:00 P.M. Mom should be coming home soon. The few good memories of my life began to pass my mind. My life began to fade before my eyes. I was dead...
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"Wake up, please" The most heavenly voice called out to me. I woke up.
"W-where am I?" I asked. I was in a white robe and look at what seemed to be the most subtly beautiful angel. More subtly beautiful then the pictures. "Am I dead?" I asked the angel.
"Unfortunately, yes. And my name is Penny. I am an angel. This is the Room of Suffering. Here I tell you what you did wrong and most of the time I send you straight to Hell, but God has told me that he knows you have a special aura about you so he's giving you a special choice. First, you gave up your life because past has having been getting back to you as soon as your love has kissed another girl. Shame. You were destined for good. Now for the choices. The Almighty has told me that you, for some reason, have a choice of going straight to hell, or you can go check what your actions have done for 24 hours then go to hell." The angel said.
I thought for a moment. 'Well the longer I stay away from hell the better.'
"I'll go with the second choice Angel Penny." I told the Penny.
"Please, just call me Penny. And now, you have 24 hours. It is currently February 3rd, 10:00 P.M. on Earth. When it is February 4th, 10:00 P.M. you will automatically come back here. Goodbye. I will see you soon." The angel told me.
I was soon zapped back to Earth. I saw my dead self hanging. I heard the door unlocking. My mother came in.
"Ahhh! Oh MY GOD!" She cried out loud as she saw me. She saw the note and ran to it. When she finished he dropped onto her knees and started crying and wailing. I sat on the couch looking at her. I felt bad. 'I knew I should have thought before I did this.' She picked up the phone. "K-k-kate come quick. It's Maria. She's, she's, she's." Then started crying. I couldn't bare it. I knew I shouldn't have done this. I went to my room and waited. This was going to be a depressing Twenty-four hours.
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SORRY for crappy chapter! It will get better in the next one's I promise! No flames please! And sorry for making Joe seem like a bad person. It will be explained later.