*Boldmean its on the DVD.

*Italics means its Jo's memory.

Kendall stumbled to the door of 2J, hearing the doorbell ring incessantly for over two minutes, rubbing his blurry eyes. As he was halfway to the door, it stopped ringing. Annoyed, Kendall opened the door, ready to look down the hallway and cuss out whoever it was that had woken him up, and almost stepped on a brown package. Mildly curious, he reached down and picked it up.

His name was scribbled messily on top. Eyebrows raised, Kendall took the package inside 2J, shut the door and went into his room. The rest of the guys were out and Mama Knight had taken Katie out clothes shopping for a little bit, according to the note he had seen taped to the fridge. He set the package down on his bed and walked out to the kitchen and grabbed a box opener, plus a box of colorful Goldfish and an apple, then headed back to his room.

He sat down on his bed and opened the box, then frowned in confusion. There was a folded note on top of a DVD, but that was all that was in it. Kendall picked up the note and read it. The handwriting sent a jolt of pain through him, although he wasn't sure why. The handwriting was familiar, although he just couldn't place it.

If you received this note, that means you were part of the reason I committed suicide. There is 13 reasons, and if your lucky Thirteen, guess what? You get to keep these DVDs and take them straight to hell.

Maybe I'll see you there, depending on your religion.

There is only two rules to this. First, you listen. Second, after you listen, send them to the next person on the list. If you choose not to, they will be released to the public by the person i have chosen as the "keeper of the DVDs", so to speak.

I hope neither one will be easy for you.

Now I'm sure by now you're curious, maybe some of you are delusional and put what you've done to me out of your minds. Good thing I made this huh? Now you all will understand just what kind of people you have been living with. Put the DVDs in, oh, and don't forget. Have fun.

Sincerely dead,

Jo Taylor.

Kendall dropped the note in shock. He felt like he was about to throw up. What was going on? Was this some kind of a sick joke? Shakily, Kendall reached in and touched a DVD. He picked it up and saw Jo's writing again. Reason #1 was written in her curly writing. He ran a hand through his floppy hair. Was he really about to see what the heck it was?

He reached over on his bedside table and grabbed the portable DVD player he received for Christmas last year from Kelly, turned it on and set the disk in it. it took a few seconds to load, but then there was a hand adjusting the screen.

"Okay, that's better." Jo's voice played out of the speakers, and she backed away from the screen to show her sitting on her bed wearing purple shorts and a white over sized tank top with a smiley face printed on it.

She looked at the screen, and it seemed like she had been crying. She wiped her nose and rubbed her eyes, then sniffled. "So, I'm making these videos to document all the shit that I have been going through. I decided that if everything gets to be too much, I will kill myself. And I will have these to document why I did it."

She grabbed a tissue and wiped her eyes. "So, I guess this will be my first reason. Reason #1. Jennifer 2."

Jo reached behind her, grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her chest. "So, I went down to the pool today with Camille, and I noticed people staring at us. I of course had no idea why, and even Camille noticed."

"Jo, do you know why they're staring at us?" Camille asked me, and I shrugged.

"No idea." I walked over and sat down on a pool chair, and Camille sat down in the one next to me.

We were both just settling in our seats when Dak Zevon walked over. Me and Camille exchanged wide eyed glances of shock because Dak was pretty hot, and he didn't walk over and talk to just anyone.

"Hey Jo." Dak smirked.

"Um... Hey Dak." I smiled, slightly confused as to why he was talking to me.

"So, how much you pay?" He asked, still smirking. The little crowd that had followed him snickered.

"Uh, what?" I was really confused now.

"You know, how do you pay? We know all about the prostitution you do when Kendall aint here." He laughed in her face this time, as did the rest of the people.

I felt my mouth drop open. "I dont do that! Who said I did that?!" I demanded, getting up from the chair.

"Jennifer two." Dak laughed again. "Wonder what Kendall will think once he hears about his little whore girlfriend cheating on him every time he leaves town."

I felt tears prick my eyes. "I dont do that! She lying!"

Camille stood up next to me. "Jo would never do anything like that, so why dont you all just walk away leave her alone."

Dak laughed. "Okay Camille, whatever you say. I'm so scared."

With that they walked away.

I turned to Camille, tears starting to poke out. "everyone thinks I'm a whore, and it's all her fault. I'm going to go find her and find out what her damn problem is."

I stormed away, ignoring Camille's shouts, and found Jennifer 2 sitting in the lobby, talking to Jennifer 3.

She saw me coming and said something to Jennifer 3, who then walked away. She was smirking when I walked up.

"Whats your deal? Why the fuck did you tell everyone that I was a prostitute when Kendall was out of town?" I angrily asked her, longing to slap the smirk off her face.

"Because, once word gets around to Kendall, do you really think he's going to want to date you? No, he's going to be heartbroken and guess who will be there to comfort him? Me! It's really a genius plan you know." She laughed cold-heartedly in my face.

"I'm sure you've all seen that odd little half crescent scar on Jennifer 2's cheek. Guess what Jennifer? You'll have that little reminder of what you drove me to. Sure, you're only a part of what happened, but you're still a fucking reason. But guess what Jennifer? Your a fucking bitch, and now everyone will know it! You're truly a fucking bitch! And goddamn, it feels fucking great to say that, and know your going to hear it, but you wont be able to do shit about it! So fuck you Jennifer, and I hope you burn in hell! But lets continue with the story, huh?" Jo cleared her throat.

"So, after I beat the shit out of her, and no one helped her because she sent off the one dumb bitch who would have helped her, I demanded more answers." Jo continued.

"Why would you do this to me? What have I done to you?" I cried, feeling slight satisfaction as she cradled her precious face I had just whaled on.

She snapped her head up, her eyes full of hate. "Because bitch, you don't deserve Kendall one bit! I do! You think I'm the bad guy? Look at what you just did to me!" She spit, her voice full of venom.

All of a sudden, her face changed. It crumpled and she started crying. "Jo, why would you hurt me? What did I do?" She cried, sniffling and making a show out of it.

I was confused. She knows exactly what she did to me! I opened my mouth to tell her so when I felt a hand clap down on my shoulder. I turned to see Bitters standing behind me with a grim expression.

"Jo Taylor, you're going to have to come with me. Jennifer, you should probably head to the doctor. That looks pretty bad." Bitters tightened his grip on my shoulder and led me to his office.

When Jennuifer passed me, she smirked, and flipped me off. But Bitters didn't see.

"And so, because of you Jennifer, I was almost kicked out of the Palmwoods today. If it wasnt for my agent, I would be packing. And if Kendall breaks up with me because of this, I swear... You wont like what happens. Kendall is the only good thing in my life right now." Jo wiped her eyes again, and set her pillow down.

"That is why Jennifer 2 is Reason #1." With that, Jo walked up to the camera and her hand filled the view, and then it was shut off.

Text filled the screen, and it read Insert Reason #2.

Kendall was numb. He had just seen Jo when he though he would never see her again, and the reason he saw her was because she was explaining the reasons behind her suicide. He rubbed a hand over his face, and looked back into the box. Sure enough, there was about twelve more DVDs in there. He felt so drained and numb.

Taking out his phone, he checked the time. About a half hour went by with just that one DVD. The guys and his mom and Katie should be back soon. Kendall took out the DVD and put it back in the case it came in. Before he could put in Reason 2, he heard the door open and the sounds of his mom, sister and the guys laughing. He quickly shoved the box under his bed and threw his covers over the DVD player.

Kendall walked out and greeted his friends, mom and sister, and then sat down at the counter.

"How are you Kendall?" Mama Knight asked, taking out stuff to make spaghetti, her voice softening as she talked to her oldest child.

"Alright." Kendall shortly replied. He didn't need his mom worrying about him, but he couldn't exactly think about much being he just say the first of thirteen DVDs Jo had made explaining her reasons as to why she killed herself.

What Kendall couldn't understand was why he had gotten the tapes, being that the only people that were on it were people had caused her suicide, so if the tapes got sent to him, that must mean that... Oh God. Kendall felt sick to his stomach and the room started to spin.

James seemed to notice because he stopped talking to Carlos and put an hand on his arm. "You okay Kendall?"

Kendall left the table and made it to the bathroom before he threw up. He heard someone running in and felt his mom's comforting hand on his back.

"Kendall, sweetie whats wrong?" His mom sounded so worried Kendall couldn't help but feel bad.

He got up, flushed the toilet and rinsed his mouth out with water quickly. He groaned.

"Will you be okay Kendall? Do you think you need to go to the doctor?" His mom questioned, sounding more worried by the minute.

"I don't need to go to the doctor. I just need to lay down for a little bit." Kendall assured her, feeling sick still.

Mama Knight watched him with worried eyes. "Alright, I'll call to you when dinners done, you can decide if you'll be well enough to eat then, okay Kendall?"

He nodded, and walked into his room and shut the door behind him. He sat down on his bed, took out the DVDs, got the DVD player, and took a deep breath before putting in Reason #2.

Hiii c: This is my first BTR fanfic, and I decided to do this because i loved Thirteen Reasons Why, and this idea came to me so I decided why not do it haha...

Tell me what you thought in a review, next chapter will be up by at least Saturday, possibly Sunday, maybe tomorrow.

~TheFlyingGraysons