Why is it we hide things from those we love? Aren't they supposed to understand everything we do?
Disclaimer: I do not own Joan of Arcadia, the idea behind it, any of the character. Barbara Hall is just too damn lucky.
Notes: Celestial Aurora - Yeah I screwed up on that. Sorry all! She's right. Actually I messed up on the title to. I was watching Jump as I was uploading my story and I kinda wrote down the song that was playing at the time not the one I meant to. So I fixed the title and the note. Sorry for the Mix-up!
Those In Need
The sun rose quickly over Joan Girardi's small bedroom. It was Saturday and Joan was free of classes; as were the rest of her freshman piers. Everyone seemed to have prior engagements, but she didn't mind. It wasn't often Joan had a weekend to simply relax. Still though, she couldn't shake the words from her mind. "You know yourself how hard he falls." Joan's train of thought was interrupted by the high-pitched ringing of her cell phone. She stumbled around her room searching for it, and finally found it in the back pocket of her kaki pants
"Aah…Hello?"
"Jane?" The voice from the other line was distinct.
"Adam?"
"Cha…Why'd you call me, yo?"
"No…you…never mind. Listen, what are you doing today? It's Saturday and I don't have any plans so…"
"Unchallenged?"
"Yeah."
"I was just working on something in the shed. I'll be over in like…twenty minutes."
"Don't bother. I'm coming over."
"Jane, I'll be there in a minute, ok? Chill."
"Really, I'll be right there."
Joan hung up, a little frustrated, but happy to be seeing Adam. Life had been so hectic lately. She had classes nearly every day, and they weren't exactly easy. Either way, she didn't get to see Adam too often anymore. The transition from High school had been rough. Joan had decided to start easy at the community college, while Adam had chosen a competitive Art institution. They supported each other, but there was little time left for socialization.
Throwing on a her clothes and rushing out the door, Joan noticed something resting in her doorway and smiled. It was a small envelope, with the word "Jane" written across it. She knew who it was from. Nobody else had ever called her by that name before, not that she minded. Slowly, she opened the envelope and began to read it.
"It's been so long, I hardly knew. Can't sleep. Can't eat. Can't breathe. It's like a circle of darkness. I'm here. Facing it alone."
Joan folded the letter and placed it in her pocket, before turning around to close the door behind her. She rested against the cold wood of her door and slowly sunk to the floor. It wasn't easy for them. Things were complicated. The only thought that drifted into her mind was "Why now?"
As Joan calmed down, she drew herself up. She had to face this sometime.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Ok that's over! It's sort of getting at a slow start, short chapters and such, so sorry for future reference. I would have liked to make this chapter longer, but that would be cutting off some from the next chapter. Sorry it took so long to post this up, I haven't had much time. Can't promise any date for the next chapter, so I'll just say A.S.A.P. Thanks for all who commented!