Chapter Two

My sleek, black cell phone rung next to me on the end table, playing the song, 'Mama' by My Chemical Romance. I opened the small phone and answered, "Hello?"

"Hey!" It was one of my best friends, Eiris Hales.

"Hey…" I replied sadly.

"…What's wrong with you?" she asked, her voice not at all altered by the fact that we were talking over a phone.

"I just broke up with John." I replied again, slightly annoyed. I really didn't want to talk about it.

"Aw, I'm sorry. He was being a jerk to you, though." Eiris sounded very sympathetic, yet matter-of-factly.

"Yeah…I guess." I simply rolled my eyes, trying not to let my voice crack and start crying.

"Well…I just called to ask you if you wanted to do something with Morrison and me tomorrow. Perhaps…going to a bar?" Eiris was definitely trying to cheer me up now.

"…Sure…But, hey, do you mind if I bring one of my friends and her fiancé?" I asked Eiris curiously.

"No problem! Who did you want to bring?" Eiris questioned me.

"My friend Stephenie Margera and Matt Hardy." I answered her.

"Okay. We'll come pick you up tomorrow at seven." Eiris was just trying to provide me with some levity, and I have to say, I appreciate it.

"Okay then…Bye!" I said goodbye to her. I was in a better mood then when I was when she called.

"Bye."

I hung up, and then glanced over at my digital clock. It was already twelve o' clock…

I should go to bed, I thought.

I forced my self up once more and headed to my dark room. The walls were caked with pictures of John and I. Just what I needed! I ignored it and threw myself onto my blood red bed.

How was I going to go to the bar with Eiris and Morrison tomorrow? I'm having a hard time going to bed as it is. Nonetheless, I have to worry about getting myself ready tomorrow and not drinking too much (I have an alcohol problem)…Just…Just way too much to worry about, but I was still going…

I shut my eyes and let my mind drift off into a dream as I calmly, yet worriedly, fell asleep.

John's P.O.V.

My cool, silver cell phone played Cryme Tyme's theme song. I sighed and answered, "Hello?"

"Hey! Cena!" It was one of my two best friends, Jayson (You all know him as JTG).

"Yo…" I answered quietly.

"Hey, what's wrong, man?" asked Jayson curiously, wondering why I sounded upset.

"Dameon and I got into a fight and we broke up." I lay down on my bed.

"Aw, that sucks, dude." He sounded somewhat sad to hear that. "But I know what will cheer you up!"

"Dear god…Ugh, what is it?" I asked him.

"Let's go to a bar! Say…tomorrow night, 'round seven. You, me, and Shad!" Jayson was still trying to cheer me up.

"Fine…whatever man." I replied arrogantly.

"Oh, and one more thing." Jayson added.

"Huh?"

"Shad and I are gonna help you get Dameon back."

And just like that, Jayson hung up.

I shook my head, "Yeah, right." and then got under the covers. It was weird not having Dameon right next to me. Nobody to kiss goodnight, or talk to until we get tired…

I was alone…