Author Notes: In this chapter the issues are a bit more serious. Adam will reflect on his past incident, and things might get a bit confusing. In the upcoming chapters the characters will return to their normal selves.
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to everyone in the AdamMyLove community of livejournal, but most of all to Allie who helped me with some of the character lines.
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"Morning Jane" Adam smiled.
Joans eyes slowly opened. She had fallen asleep on the floor next to Adams bed.
"Oh no" she sighed, "I was here all night, I'm so dead"
"Relax Jane, your parents are re-trying that whole spa thing, remember?"
"Oh, yeah, so how are you feeling?"
"I'm a little sore, yo, but I'll be okay."
"So you want to tell me what happened? I didn't get much from you last night..."
"iris and I were going to the park to talk. I had asked her to meet me there, but she showed up here... in my shed..."
---(fades into yesterday)---
"So A, where are we going?"
"We are not going anywhere, Iris, I'm going to the Girardis in awhile to study with Grace and Jane. And how many times have I told you, my name is Adam! not A!"
"I dont like that Joan girl, sweetie, have you seen the way she looks at you? and why do you call her Jane? why dont you ever call me something sweet like that?"
"I dont want to be mean, yo, but I told you, I dont like you like that. I like Jane."
---(fades back to the present)---
"Wait, you told Iris you liked me?" Joan asked
"Well, yeah Jane." Adamed stated, sitting up on his bed. "now do you want to hear the rest or not?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."
"It's Okay... So when I told her, she didn't seem the least bit hurt, wich was good, because I didnt want to hurt her...."
---(fades back into yesterday)---
"She dont like you A, not that way I do. She smashed your art, shes not one of us."
"One of us?"
"She's not an artist, A. You and I, we're special, we talk to god, he gave us a gift. There is nothing special about Joan Girardi."
"Making art dosent mean your special, Iris. It means you have talent. Jane... Jane is special."
"A! DONT DO THIS!" she screamed, becoming increasingly angry "It took all I could do to get my friends to allow you into the group!"
"Um, okay?, group?"
"You know... Blood Red..."
"The gang?"
"You get to be one of us now, A, isn't it great? We're all friends now, we can watch eachothers backs."
"Sorry, Iris, but I dont join gangs, and I already have *real* friends."
"You'll be sorry!" Iris shouted as she ran out the shed in tears.
Adam sat down at the bench. Nothing she had said really bothered him, but he had a bit of regret hurting her the way he did. he pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind. It was already to late to study, so he began working on a new sculpture for Jane. He was sure she would love a new one, and that would be his appology for the way he had been acting with Iris. Her jelousy had been evident, and he wanted to make things right.
His concentration was broken by foodsteps and a familar loud voice.
"Well, if it isn't Adam Rove"
When he looked up, five large guys were walking towards him, Iris by their side.
"I told you you'd be sorry" she stated, crossing her arms.
Adam stayed on the bench, unsure of what was going on around him. Within seconds he was pushed to the ground and held down agaisnt his will. It was all happening so quick that Adam had become dizzy.
"you should have never hurt me!" Iris kept screaming.
---(fades back into the present)---
"But I didn't care that I hurt her... I only cared that I hurt you, Jane. One of them, they had a knife, they were going to kill me, and all I cared about was if you would know I was sorry." Adams words came out quicker than Jane could comprehend.
"Adam" she said, putting a hand on his shoulder, "Calm down, you have nothing to be sorry for."
Something had overcome Joan, a feeling she couldn't describe, she didn't know what it was, herself, and tried to identify it. The thought of losing Adam had given her a complete new perspective.
"Listen, thanks for staying with my last night, yo"
"You know me," she smiled "always there for a friend."
-to be continued-
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Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to everyone in the AdamMyLove community of livejournal, but most of all to Allie who helped me with some of the character lines.
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"Morning Jane" Adam smiled.
Joans eyes slowly opened. She had fallen asleep on the floor next to Adams bed.
"Oh no" she sighed, "I was here all night, I'm so dead"
"Relax Jane, your parents are re-trying that whole spa thing, remember?"
"Oh, yeah, so how are you feeling?"
"I'm a little sore, yo, but I'll be okay."
"So you want to tell me what happened? I didn't get much from you last night..."
"iris and I were going to the park to talk. I had asked her to meet me there, but she showed up here... in my shed..."
---(fades into yesterday)---
"So A, where are we going?"
"We are not going anywhere, Iris, I'm going to the Girardis in awhile to study with Grace and Jane. And how many times have I told you, my name is Adam! not A!"
"I dont like that Joan girl, sweetie, have you seen the way she looks at you? and why do you call her Jane? why dont you ever call me something sweet like that?"
"I dont want to be mean, yo, but I told you, I dont like you like that. I like Jane."
---(fades back to the present)---
"Wait, you told Iris you liked me?" Joan asked
"Well, yeah Jane." Adamed stated, sitting up on his bed. "now do you want to hear the rest or not?"
"Yes, I'm sorry."
"It's Okay... So when I told her, she didn't seem the least bit hurt, wich was good, because I didnt want to hurt her...."
---(fades back into yesterday)---
"She dont like you A, not that way I do. She smashed your art, shes not one of us."
"One of us?"
"She's not an artist, A. You and I, we're special, we talk to god, he gave us a gift. There is nothing special about Joan Girardi."
"Making art dosent mean your special, Iris. It means you have talent. Jane... Jane is special."
"A! DONT DO THIS!" she screamed, becoming increasingly angry "It took all I could do to get my friends to allow you into the group!"
"Um, okay?, group?"
"You know... Blood Red..."
"The gang?"
"You get to be one of us now, A, isn't it great? We're all friends now, we can watch eachothers backs."
"Sorry, Iris, but I dont join gangs, and I already have *real* friends."
"You'll be sorry!" Iris shouted as she ran out the shed in tears.
Adam sat down at the bench. Nothing she had said really bothered him, but he had a bit of regret hurting her the way he did. he pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind. It was already to late to study, so he began working on a new sculpture for Jane. He was sure she would love a new one, and that would be his appology for the way he had been acting with Iris. Her jelousy had been evident, and he wanted to make things right.
His concentration was broken by foodsteps and a familar loud voice.
"Well, if it isn't Adam Rove"
When he looked up, five large guys were walking towards him, Iris by their side.
"I told you you'd be sorry" she stated, crossing her arms.
Adam stayed on the bench, unsure of what was going on around him. Within seconds he was pushed to the ground and held down agaisnt his will. It was all happening so quick that Adam had become dizzy.
"you should have never hurt me!" Iris kept screaming.
---(fades back into the present)---
"But I didn't care that I hurt her... I only cared that I hurt you, Jane. One of them, they had a knife, they were going to kill me, and all I cared about was if you would know I was sorry." Adams words came out quicker than Jane could comprehend.
"Adam" she said, putting a hand on his shoulder, "Calm down, you have nothing to be sorry for."
Something had overcome Joan, a feeling she couldn't describe, she didn't know what it was, herself, and tried to identify it. The thought of losing Adam had given her a complete new perspective.
"Listen, thanks for staying with my last night, yo"
"You know me," she smiled "always there for a friend."
-to be continued-
-----Thanks to everyone who gave reviews, you all are a huge inspiration.-----
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