DISCLAIMER : All JQ characters belong to Hanna Barbera. I do not own anything of, or work for Hanna Barbera or anything of Jonny Quest. I am not earning a penny or anything for this. I just wrote it for fun.
I do not own the song "How Do I Live?". The song was created by Diane Warren.
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WARNING: This fanfic gets very angsty as the story moves on. There are lies, deceit, and betrayal among popular characters. I'm rating this one PG-13 because there's excessive drinking, and even suicide. If this bothers you, then turn back now.
Reminder: Takes place seven years into the future.
Suggestion: Have those tissues handy? Well, get ready.
"Young Love"
By Deina
***Chapter Five and the Conclusion***
Setting: Los Angeles, California
At a local bar...
Jonny was sitting a the bar with five bottles of beer in front of
him.
"Son, I think you've had enough," said the bartender looking at the
beer bottles. "I think I'm gonna call ya a cab."
"Look, I'm fine," said Jonny. "I'm outta here."
"Oh...no! I'm callin' ya a cab! You've way too drunk to drive!"
said the bartender concerned.
"You're not my mom! Leave me alone!" said Jonny as he stormed and staggered out of the bar.
Hadji arrived at the bar where Jonny was at just after Jonny was gone.
"Hi, I'm looking for my friend!" said Hadji desparately to the
bartender. "He has blonde hair, he's 21, uh...about 5' 5". His name is Jonny
Quest!"
"Yeah, he was just here, but he left!" explained the bartender.
"Hey, you better go after him! He just had five beers! He's drivin' drunk!
I already called the cops!"
"Thanks!" said Hadji as he dashed out.
Jonny was speeding and swerving out of control as he drove. He
barely missed other vehicles left and right, and heard the swearing and
honking from other people.
"How could I be so stupid!" said Jonny talking to himself. "Race
hates me! Jessie hates me! What have I done?"
Jonny turned on the radio, and heard LeAnne Rimes sing:
"How do I live without you?
I want to know.
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go.
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I? How do I?
Oh, how do I live?"
Just then, Jonny started swerving out of control!
::::::::::::::::::::::::::CRASH!!!:::::::::::::::::::::::::
Jonny, at high speed, crashed into a brick wall.
"Jooooonnnnnyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!" screamed Hadji as he saw Jonny's car
crumpled against the wall. Hadji stopped the car, got out, and ran towards
the crumpled car.
He saw two cops examining the accident.
"You knew him?" asked the one cop with a straight face.
"Yeah, he's my best friend, Jonny Quest," replied Hadji in total shock and dismay. "I'm Hadji Singh."
"Hadji, we're real sorry. Jonny died instantly," said the cop
regretfully.
"No!!!!!!!! Jonny...no!!!!! cried Hadji.
Back at the hotel.....
Cops and EMS were at the hotel suite.
"I can't believe Jade committed sucide," said Jessie in shock and
stared into space, sitting on the sofa.
"I know, Ponchita," said Race sadly and sitting next to his
daughter, and stared at the floor.
"I guess, Jade felt no one loved her," said Benton.
"Mr. Bannon, do you know if Miss Jade had any family or close
relatives?" asked the officer.
"I...don't think she had any..." said Race as he choked-up, and tears came out of his eyes. Jessie embrace her father.
Then, suddenly, there was knock at the door.
"Oh, what now?" asked Benton.
Benton opened the door. Hadji was there, and had been crying. He
was accompanied by a police officer.
"Dr. Quest, we have terrible news. It's about your son, Jonny."
said the officer regretfully.
"What...what about Jonny?" asked Benton nervously and alarmed.
Race and Jessie were standing behind Benton.
"I'm very sorry to say. Jonny was in a fatal car accident...and
died instantly," said the officer sadly.
"No!!!!!" cried Jessie embracing her father.
"Oh my God!!" said Benton in horror.
Hadji walked over, and embraced Benton. They began to cry.
"Jonny...," said Race hugging his daughter tightly as they cried.
Hadji pulled away from Benton.
"What happened?" asked Hadji with tears in his eyes as he looked
in the suite.
"Oh, Hadji...Jade hanged herself," said Benton sadfully.
"Oh...dear God!" said Hadji in shock and sobbing.
Then, for no apparent reason, Hadji walked over to the radio, and
switched it on. LeAnne Rimes was singing:
"How do I live without you?
I want to know.
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go.
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I? How do I?
Oh, how do I live?"
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MORAL PLEASE READ: Don't drink or drive because you'll kill yourself and others!!! Don't commit suicide because there may be a lot of people who really care about
you, and may not even realize. Plus, life is full of wonderful surprises, and the only way to find out what those are is to live your life to its fullest.
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Author: Deina