Hello everyone! I finally got this added. Apology is written at the bottom. Diclaimer: I am proud to say that I just recieved the Jonas Brothers in the mail yesterday!! Ha when pigs fly that'll happen. If anyone wants to know who the songs are by that are in the titles here they are. The numbers are the page numbers not the chapters:
3. Fences-Paramore
5. Deathcar-Fightstar
6. Too Close For Comfort-McFly
7. Paint Your Target-Fightstar
Chapter 6
She looked at him a minute before turning around and looking back out the window. Joe walked over to the ledge, sitting down beside her. She jumped when he sat down, not used to being this close to someone.
"So, what have you been up to up here?" he asked just trying to break the awkward silence that filled the room. Jenah just shrugged.
"Come on. You had to have preoccupied you time with something," he tried again. This time, for a reason unknown to herself, she caved-somewhat.
"I just space-out and think," Jenah replied softly.
"What kind of things do you think about?"
"Just how much my life is about to change. I guess."
"It probably won't change as much as your expecting. I mean it certainly is going to change. There's no way around that, but you still have your step-mom."
"No I don't," she retaliated. Instantly wanting to take it back when she saw the look on Joe's face.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Joe asked a little fearfully, him unknown to why he was scared for a girl he barely knew.
"Nothing. Forget I said anything," Jenah replied hoping he would drop it. She got up and moved to lie down on the bed.
"No. You started it, now tell me. Please?"
"Look just forget about it Joe!" She responded agitated, glaring at him now even though he was looking out the window. The look of anger and possibly sadness evident all over his face.
"Fine, but when you decide that you actually want a friend, come talk to me. My room's next door on the right," he said leaving.Jenah had tried to read his expressions as he said this, but she couldn't tell. The bad part was everything that Joe had said made her everything that she had been denying. Regret, sadness, feeling betrayed and abandoned flooded her system in one harsh second, but one stuck out more than the rest: fear. She began to cry, but before she got came to hysterics she grabbed the razorblade out of the bedside table drawer and ran it across her arm like never before. Desperately trying to find a release. By the time she was done, she had to grab a t-shirt to help the bleeding stop. When it finally did, she felt light-headed and drowsy, but thought nothing of it and fell into a deep dreamless sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
She woke up with the mother of all headaches, but was clueless onto how it came about. That is until she looked at her arm. Getting up she went to the mirror and saw that she was a lot paler than her usual pale. She found herself lucky to not have fallen into shock, but upon realizing she became scared. A knock on the door took her from her thoughts. Denise entered.
"Breakfast is ready dear."
"Thank you. I'll be down once I get dressed," Jenah replied quickly covering her arm with her sleeve. Denise nodded and left. Jenah sighed and realized that keeping her new-found addiction a secret was going to be very difficult. Especially with Joe around.
I am seriously sorry for how patheticaly short this is. And also for how long it took me to post an already written chapter. I was planning on doing it last night, but a nice bunch of storms rolled in. I hope you guys enjoy this one because it's going to be it for about a week. I'll update next week I promise! Seriously I do. You can have the right to flame me if I don't, but that's only until I update. Major thanks to everyone who has added this story to either their stor alert/favorite list. And also to everyone who is reviewing. Any suggestions are welcomed. COMMENTS?! xoxo McFlyerchk
