Chapter Nine

Shad's P.O.V.

Alright, I'm just going to give you my thoughts on this whole love triangle here. This is bullshit! Dameon and John were meant for each other. It's common knowledge. Okay, a techno Goth and a "marine" don't go well together. Yes, I agree with that 100%, but for some reason, they managed to make it work. Now, Randy? A big, cocky, idiotic bastard that has no dating experience whatsoever! He thinks that he's 'God's gift to women'. Yo, reality check: NO WOMAN WANTS TO DATE YOU! …Except Dameon for some unknown reason.

I'll admit, Dameon and Randy is a better couple, only because they can relate more. If you're in the same car as Dameon and John, they sit there and argue over what station to listen to. One likes heavy metal, the other is into original rock. How they managed to last six years is beyond me. They were always all over each other—and now John's heart is killing him. You know what's sadder?

John was going to propose to her on their anniversary in three days.

John's P.O.V.

This wasn't good. None of this! Everything is falling apart at the seams! And…this doesn't sound like me at all…this really isn't me…but…the thoughts of 'suicide' have crossed my mind quite a few times. Honestly, I'm not the person at all to be like that. Suicide is more of…Dameon's thing, I guess. But…I can't help it if I miss her that much. She's off having a good time with Orton, and I'm just here, waiting for my body to decay.

Why would she love a dumb ass like Orton?

Dameon's P.O.V

I don't see why people don't like Randy. I do agree that at times, he can be pretty annoying. But, he's a sweet guy overall. Everyone is all like, "He's an ignorant, cruel bastard—blah, blah, blah." So not true! Well, the ignorant part is, but I digress. I miss all the support I used to get from people! Jeff Hardy, one of my older brothers, always supported me. Matt Hardy, my other older brother, just kind of let me do whatever, then lecture me later. But Jeff would always say, "Do whatever you think is right, Dame. I'm sure you'll make the right choice." And then there was my downer Matt, "Go ahead and do whatever. Your life, your problem."

I have to admit, as much of an annoyance I consider Mattie to be, I still love him. Mattie and Skittlez are both my heroes. Oh, and please ignore the nicknames for my brothers; calling them Mattie and Skittlez has become a bad habit. Mattie has always gotten me out of trouble if I was stupid and got into it. Skittlez tried to help, but usually made it worse, or ignored it and went to go play his guitar like a little nerd.

Before I went out with Randy (see? I remembered to get back on topic), Jeff and Matt personally liked Randy. Jeff got along with him without a problem, and Matt would just say "Hey" every now and then. But, the whole abusive thing became an issue—let's not go down that road right now.

Mattie and Skittlez help me through a lot—it's really a shock that I haven't heard from Mattie since the bar—or Jeff at all! Knowing Skittlez, he's off buying more stuff that he doesn't need and Mattie is being dragged around the mall by Steph.

…All this talk of my brothers has made me curious!

I decided to pick up my cell phone and call Jeff, just to see what he was up to. I dialed the number, and then waited.

"Please enjoy the music while your party is reached."

What if I wanted to break? Laugh it all up in your face…what would you do?

"Hey, dork!" Jeff laughed into his cell phone, "What's up?" "Jeff!" I whined, "Why did you pick up the phone? I like that song…" "Do you want me to hang up? You can sit there and listen to it." Jeff chuckled. "Nah, it's fine, I guess. I just thought that I'd call you to see what was up." I murmured as I sat there and twirled my hair. "Okay, you know how you always play the Sims 2 and told me to go get a copy? But then I never did because it would be too much of a hassle?" Jeff sounded excited as he tried to get me to recall the moment that was buzzing through his mind.

"Yeah, I remember. Why?" I asked him. "I went and bought the Sims 2!" Jeff burst out loudly. "…Congratulations. How many have you killed already?" I waited for an answer. "…I haven't killed any yet!" Jeff argued. Then, there was a dead silence. "…Twenty-two…" Jeff murmured. "Oh my god, Jeff, twenty-two? When I first got the game, I only killed one! She died in a fire." I sighed. "…I forgot to buy some things…like…a smoke detector…and a fridge…and a roof…" Jeff got quiet.

"Jesus…Anyways, do you know what Matt's up to?" "Matt? I'm pretty sure that Steph dragged him to Victoria's Secret…or something…" Jeff thought aloud. "Jeff, Matt wouldn't need to be dragged in. He was probably chained to a pole outside." I laughed, as did Jeff. "Well, what's up with you? You never answered your cell, and I called John's to see if you were with him, but he never answered either."

Suddenly, I felt like a dagger had been thrown into my chest, "J-Jeff…John and I broke up…I'm at Randy's house. We're going to a hotel tomorrow." "Oh…Sorry 'bout that…Wait—a hotel?! You and Randy aren't going to…?" Jeff asked me curiously. "Oh, shut up!" I blushed, "I have to go. See you, Skittlez." "See ya. Oh, and Dame? One last thing…Condoms."

On that embarrassing note from my older brother, I hung up my cell phone and then broke out laughing.

Leave it to Jeff to cheer me up…

"Dameon." Randy called to me as he entered the room, "What're you laughing about?" "I just needed some cheering up. I called Jeff." I smiled as I still giggled a bit. "I'm scared to ask what he said." Randy started out the door, but then paused and sat down next to me, "Dame…I've been thinking…I'm…really glad…that you gave me another chance. I can never forgive myself for what I've done to you. It's…well…unforgivable. And yet…you took me back anyways." A blush crossed my cheeks when he said that. See? This is the Randy I want everyone to see, but I think it would ruin his image a bit. "When…we first went out…and that whole thing started, I knew that wasn't the real you. While everybody else thought you were insane—I still…I still loved you." I murmured. Randy started to blush a bit, "That's good to hear…" He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips, "I really have missed you babe."

I've missed you too, Randy…And you know what? I'm here to stay.