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Chapter 3
I woke up with a smile in my lips. Remembering what happened last night.
"Hey?! What's up with you and that plastered smile in your face?! Wait! Is this dream over? Am I finally back on the real world? Are the Jonas Brothers gone? Are we home?" Gray told me blabbering uncontrollably.
"Stop! You're not dreaming! We really met and had dinner with them last night and we're still on Nick Jonas' bed, literally, so stop blabbering. Alright?" I told her.
"Really? I wasn't dreaming? So I met them all? And we spent the whole night with them?"
"Yes, and also with their whole family, including there parents."
"Really? Promise?!"
"Gray, stop the act-innocent-dreaming thing, it's a bit annoying." I told her, pout on my face.
"Fine! Awe, Ash! I love you! You're the best!"
"I know that, so why don't we get up and get ready to go home."
"Home? I don't want to go home yet."
"Gray, we have to go home or else we'll be grounded the whole year, chose between that, besides we'll still see them, if that's what you're worried about, remember what I said to Nick?"
"Ofcourse! How can I forget! I love you Ash, a million times!"
"Go take a shower first alright! GO!" I told her while pushing her to the bathroom.
I thought about the song sang by Nick when I found him in their dressing room, then I started to sing,
"Turn right, into my arms, turn right, you won't be alone, you might, fall off this track sometimes, hope to see you at the finish line" I started to hum a few more notes to add on the song, while folding our clothes and the bed sheets, arranging the bed.
Knock on the door. I gasped! Someone heard me sing! I slowly turned my head slowly to find out who knocked. Nick again. Why do you keep on busting me?!
"You're here!" I told him, pretending he didn't hear anything. Please don't say anything about my singing.
"Yeah! I'm here… and you're their. What are you doing?"
"Fixing the bed?!"
"Yeah, I know you're fixing the bed, but why are you doing that? That's for the room service to do."
"OH! No, I'm just used to it already. Making my bed before getting ready for the day, so…"
"Oh, I see. Bide away mom told me to give this to you and Gray, so, here" he told me, while handing me the paper bag.
"What's this? Oh, thanks bide away1"
"Dresses, I think?! I don't really know. All I know is that mom wants me to give that to you. So that's it. And you're welcome." he told me a teasing smile on his lips, then he turn around and walked back to Joe's room, he mumbled something I didn't caught.
"Fine, so what's inside this paper bag" I told myself while opening it,
"What?" They're really dresses and I mean it literally. Two dresses one for me and one for Gray.
The bathroom door opened and Gray came out totally dressed "What's that?" she asked me curiously.
"Dresses," I told her emotionless.
"What's happening to you? Are you Ok? Is something wrong?"
"Yes! You know me! I'm your bestfriend for 5 years! I don't wear dresses! What am I supposed to do?"
"Stop freakin' out! First, answer my question, who gave this to you?"
"Nick, but he said his mother told him to give this to us, I accepted it because he said its clothes for both of us from his mom, I didn't expect it would be this!"
"OK! This is what we're gonna do, we will wear this things whether you like it or not!"
"I can't! I won't!"
"Ashley! Listen! It's for the sake of Nick's mom! Do you want to disappoint her and bide away you never told me why you don't wear dresses. We are bestfriends for five whole years but you still hadn't told me the story behind that no-no-to-dresses syndrome of yours."
"Ok, I'll tell you after my bath. I need to clear my head, alright? This dress makes me dizzy." I told her, I bit my lips embarrassed for not telling her about the whole incident of the no-no-to-dress thing.
"Fine, I'll wait here. Just bring this with you so you can decide clearly. And think about Mrs. Jonas!" she said while throwing the dress to me, teasing, trying to hide her disappointment on my declination on telling her the truth.
I caught the dress and smiled at my bestfriend. I hate keeping things from her, it's just, I'm not ready yet.
After taking my shower I stayed at the bathroom looking at myself and trying to decide whether I'll wear it or not.
I still can' forget that night.
I was walking my way home from a friend's party. I was 13 at that time, so that was before I met Gray. The streets were not deserted and unlit, but it somehow looked a little creepy. Then, it felt like someone's following me, so I started to walk faster, then, someone grabbed my hand from behind me, I was so surprised that I almost scream, but someone cupped his/her hand to my mouth to stop me from screaming, and I turned around and found out it was my brother, yes, I have brother, 3 years older than me.
"What are you doing here?! You're supposed to be staying at the house, in your room, because your grounded for breaking house rules, remember? Do you want Dad to add another week?" I asked him slightly angry at him for breaking rules again.
"I got worried. It's dark already and you're still not home yet. I thought something bad happened to you. So, I chose to break the rules than kill my brain in trying to figure out where you are at this time. Besides, if I have this reason to give to him (Dad), he won't extend my punishment. It's for your own sake. Also, I'm your brother, I have the right and courtesy to be worried." He told me, defensively.
"Fine. But, as what you can see, I'm on my way home already. I don't have any plans in breaking the curfew or any rules made by our loving but strict father. And for your sake I'll try to persuade Dad to not extend your burden by telling him that I asked you to fetch me from my classmate's birthday party, even though I clearly know that you are grounded. Is that ok? My dear, worried-brother?!" I told him, quite teasing him on the last part.
He just rolled his eyes, "Fine, my ever dearest good-to-the-bones sister. And thank you in advance for saving me from the wrath I'm about to receive from our good yet possessive father." He said to me with a knowing smile and looks plastered on his very face.
I love my brother, Jimmy, so much. He's my very first bestfriend. I would tell him everything. Even my crushes at school, but he won't mind as long as I don't keep anything from him. His rule is that: He'd rather chose having no friends at all and have me looked after, than having a bunch of friends and become a self-centered brother and not care about his sister at all. He's a very sweet yet very annoying brother. In spite of his rule, he still have friends, a lot actually and all were quite good influences actually.
Then, after teasing each other, we started to walk back home, we were almost 5 blocks away from our house when someone whistled. We both stopped and turned to see who did it. We saw a bunch of drunk teenagers on the side of the street. They were trying to stop us from continuing by blocking our way. My way in particular. I was wearing a short dress during that time. I didn't bring an extra pants at school that morning because I expected I was going home early, I forgot I have to attend to my friends party, so I was still wearing that dress when I went there.
"Hey! Wanna stop by and entertain us for a while?" one of the teens told me. I noticed that Jimmy was starting to get annoyed; he was clenching his fist when I turned to look at him. I was getting worried and afraid by the minute. Jimmy noticed that too, he grabbed my hand and held it tightly. We ignored the bystanders and started to walk again. But then again one them stopped us. He stood in front of me and tried to grab my other hand. Jimmy stopped him by standing in front of me. He covered me; I was now standing behind him. One of the boys whistled again. "Can we borrow you girlfriend for a minute? She looks good. Wohoo!" one of them told Jimmy laughing while the others joined in.
Jimmy tried to ignore them. He tagged me along with him, to make our walk faster. But one the boys, caught up with us and grabbed my hand. I screamed because of shock while my other hand slipped from Jimmy's grip. Someone grabbed my waist. I didn't know who it was. I just kept on screaming and closed my eyes tightly. I kept screaming Jimmy's name. "Jimmy! Jimmy!" I hear sounds of punches. I stopped screaming, I opened my eyes because I got worried with my brother, my best brother. Jimmy, where are you? Jimmy?! I kept repeating on my mind like a mantra. "Ashley! Run! Run! I'll take care of this! I can do this! I'm your super bro remember?! Just RUN!" he screamed to me. I was still. So still. I can't move a muscle. Ashley! You have to run! Ask for help! Your brother needs it! I told myself. But, I can't do it! I can't leave my brother alone here. I followed my stupid mind and stayed there. I picked up a tree branch and whacked it to the boy standing and punching my brother! I whacked it to him until he can't stand anymore. Jimmy noticed what I did. He got angry that he yelled at me like he had never yelled at me before. "Ashley McLoughin! What are you still doing here! I told you to run!"
"I can't! I can't leave you here alone!" I yelled back to him. It surprised me when he screamed…
"Ashley! Behind You!" I turned to see what he was yelling about and saw one of the boys running towards me and a knife in his hand. I can't find the time to run, but someone grabbed me and pushed me aside. Because of the impact of pushing me my eyes closed itself. I just felt that I was being pushed aside. I stumbled and rolled. Then when I gained consciousness, someone was calling my name. Jimmy! I told myself. I pushed myself from the pavement and opened my eyes. Jimmy! Then, I saw them. Standing around something and was laughing. "Good for you." Someone said then kicked the body lying on the ground. Then police siren started to wail. "Let's go dude! Before the police catches us! "But, how 'bout the girl?!" "She's still unconscious"
I pretended to be still unconscious to keep them from hurting me. Then they ran from the scene. When they were far enough I immediately stood up and ran towards the body.
"Jimmy! Jimmy!" I yelled, running to the body on the ground. When I reached it. I knelt beside it and he called my name.
"Ashley?" he croaked.
"Yes! Jimmy it's me… it's me Ashley. It's me. Yes, it's me" I reassured him.
"Ash, always remember this… I…Love…You…" he told me in a hoarse voice. It's like he's losing his breathe.
"What are you saying? Why are you saying that! Don't say that. You're not dying! You can't die!" I told him yelling. Then I felt something wet somewhere from his back. When I took my hand from his back, I saw blood. So much blood.
"No, no… Jimmy… no! You won't leave me! Help! We need help! Somebody help us!" I yelled trying to attract attention.
"Hey! Don't yell, your attracting attention…" he told me through hoarse voice, his losing too much blood.
"Stop joking! It's not funny! Don't leave me! You can't leave me! Dad won't let you! Stop it!" I told him through verge of tears. Jimmy! My Jimmy! Our Jimmy!
"Ashley, I can't…stay…any longer… Always remember that I love you and Mom and Dad. Always…remember that…take care of yourself…and take good…care of mom and dad…for…me. Alright?" he told me catching his breath and gripping my hand tightly.
"No Jim. You're not going anywhere! Stay!"
"I…Love…You…Ash…" then his grip loosened.
"JIM! Jimmy! Jimmy! Wake up! Wake up! Jiiiiiimmmyyyyy! " I screamed, not caring who heard me. Then police came and took him to the nearest hospital.
Doctors and nurses tried there best to revive him. But…
My parents were so devastated when they heard what happened. My mom broke down. My dad did not cry, but I can see that his hurt. So much.
I blamed myself over and over again. My parents told me it was not my fault. They kept telling me that. Instead of feeling less guilty, I felt more responsible with what happened.
If I went home early, if I decided not to go to my classmate's birthday when I realized I forgot to bring extra pants. Nothing would've happened. He would still be alive.
Because of the pain I was feeling, I can't contain myself anymore, I broke down inside the bathroom. I cried my eyes out. I felt so weak and worthless. Then I passed out.
"Ashley! Open the door!" someone was calling my name. Jimmy…Is that you?
"Ashley! Are you alright?! Answer me please! Ashley! Open this door!" someone kept yelling… Someone's pounding the door…
"Somebody help! Ashley's not answering! Nick! Joe! Kevin! Help! Somebody help me please!" the voice said again, now with a voice which is now crying…
Then I heard footsteps… pounding again… then I heard what sounds like keys… a door opened… someone's shaking me, lifting me from the ground.
"Jimmy…" I was able to say.
"Ashley, it's alright, were here. We're gonna bring you to the hospital, alright? Just rest. Close your eyes…" the voice of the one carrying me was soft and soothing…
That was the last thing I can remember…
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