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Devi/Nick POV
Telepathy/ flashback
I DO NOT OWN JONAS!!!
FANG'S POV
I've made up my mind. I am sick and tired of being an emotionless and mindless slave to the man I hated so much that I believe the devil himself spit him back up for being too evil and cruel. Call that childish or whatever you wish, but it was a freakishly accurate description of him. But my mind was made up, I took his crap from over a month now, and I wasn't going to take it much longer.
He ruined my life for long enough. Driving Rose…I mean Devi…Away from me, just to see our pain, having her do unspeakable things to him, slowly driving her insane and turning her dying heart to ash. I am just about done with taking his crap.
Anger flared in my heart and it burnt away all of the feelings of sadness for Ro…Devi and my brothers and intensified my hatred by a thousand-fold. I was ready to kill, but how do you kill a man that has skin stronger than diamonds?
JOE'S POV
The lack of feeling in Fang's and Rose's eyes scared me more then them leaving ever could. It wasn't just like they forgot how to feel, it was like they were forgetting themselves. And there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. Whatever the Boss was forcing them to do; I would make him pay with pain a thousand times greater than what he was putting Nick and Devi through. I will never forgive that man, and even when he is dead, I shall always curse his name.
"Joe, what's with the angry face?" Kevin asked, only half way jokingly. I did not smile; I haven't for a month and 11 days. I was beginning to wonder if I could smile again, if my muscles even remembered how to do the simple action.
"The Boss. He is killing them from the inside. I can't take not doing anything anymore!" I burst out, my voice full of animosity and heat. I was clenching my fists together so tightly that my knuckles turned paper white and my nails dug into my skin. But I ignored the petty physical pain and focused on my mental one.
Kevin looked at me, sadness in his eyes. He nodded, understanding how I felt. "Anger won't help them any more than tears Joe. We need to be strong for them and continue searching for a way out. I won't let them stay in the Boss's scummy fingers for much longer. I want him dead as much as you."
ROSE'S POV
In this last month, my life has reverted back into the dark and uncaring abyss as it was before I met Nick. I forgot what it was like to feel happy, to feel the light headedness from laughing too hard, or even laughing at all, and to feel hot tears slide down my cheeks and taste their salt on my lips. I lost the ability to feel anything at all, except for darkness, despair, and fear.
I sat in the limo, sitting next to Fang, but doing nothing to acknowledge him; it was just as the Boss wanted. The Boss sat next to me, holding my motionless and far from relaxed hand, his eyes glinting in way I knew too well. But I did not meet my 'master's' eyes, like a good slave, I kept them on the ground, away from society.
The silence in the limo was enough to drive the deaf insane. I thought back to Nick's voice, and I found my near dead heart yearning it to flow from his mouth and grace my ears. But for a month and 11 days, his unscripted voice had not been heard and I worried that he may soon lose the ability to talk, just as I lost the ability to feel.
The limo pulled to our hotel room and we went to our connected suites in silence. I dreaded another night, more than I dreaded seeing the next light of day. For me, a new day never brought hope of a new life, just sorrow that I was not yet dead.
FANG'S POV
Finally I was secluded in my own room, pushing down my feelings and erasing them from my heart, as I did every time an emotion pulled on my stone set face. I tried to remember my life before the Boss had ruined it, but I found it hard to grasp my memories; it was as if they were coated in oil, for they kept slipping from my grasp and falling farther from my conscience. I ran my fingers through my mess of hair and again was forced to sit through the fear of losing myself and my memories of happiness. Holding onto them both was becoming an impossible task, which is why I plan to end this all very soon.
THE BOSS'S POV
The next morning at breakfast I gazed happily at my prizes, my slaves. They sat, next to each other, not sharing one word or even a sign that they even knew each other, which by now, they probably didn't. It brought joy to my black heart to see my two obedient servants in such an emotionless and uncaring state.
"Fang, clean up the kitchen." I ordered him, expecting him to do it right away. I glanced up at him, but he did not move, his grey eyes filled with anger and starred directly into mine. I glared right back as Rose glanced quickly and fearfully at both of us, but she stayed in her seat and put her head in her hands, gluing her fearful eyes to the countertop.
"Fang, do as I say!" I screamed at him, but the boy did not even blink. He continued to stare defiantly at me with a look that said I am tired of being a puppet. But not a word escaped from his lips as his silence reigned as it had for over a month now.
I stood up, he stood up. I walked over to him, with every intention to put him in his place, but he did not back down from my intimidating demeanor. Rose shook in her seat, her eyes wide, her mouth clamped shut, and her hands preventing her from looking at us both. At least one slave had some sense.
I raised my hand and smacked it as hard as I possibly could across his arrogant face. His head turned with the impact and I withdrew, grinning at the size of the red mark I had made. He just turned his head back towards me, letting no pain enter his face and ignoring his beat red right cheek. His glare intensified, but he turned and started the dishes without another scene. I knew this wasn't over yet and this boy still had some fight in him. At least his pain filled future will be my entertainment for awhile, until I decide to make to the call to end their "families" lives that is.
KEVIN'S POV
Macy was over again, and for the first time, there was a smile on her face. She congratulated us on our three new awards and was mad at VIP for stealing the other two. If only she knew who she was yelling at. But it was nice to have her company.
We ran out of things to talk about so we joined Joe, who was watching the news.
"In other news, the lead male singer in the popular band VIP is gaining a rebel streak. Fang has been seen numerous amounts of times alone, outside of bars, with many different girls on his arm, and a very angry manager. According to his boss, he was not supposed to be out and about at all, but rehearsing for their next concert in Hawaii. Fang's little run around town set back the band's plan so much that their concert tomorrow is cancelled because their plane will not make it in time, This bad boy needs to get a clue." The reporter finished, sounding a bit disgusted.
I looked at Joe, who looked at Macy, who was leaning back, a weird look on her face. "Geez, Nick, what are you doing?" she whispered.
"You knew?" Joe asked, sounding genuinely surprised.
Macy looked up at us, getting red. "I said that out loud didn't I? Whoops. Yes, I know; it's kinda hard not too. Being the number one JONAS fan, I could spot the real Nick in a hoard of a hundred of Nick clones. And Devi is my sister, I would be a heartless fool to not know." She said, like it was obvious.
"Why didn't you tell us?" I questioned her surprised she would keep this to herself.
She pondered my question and answered thoughtfully. "Well, I wasn't sure if you guys knew about it and I thought that knowing this might cause you to do something stupid or it would falsely raise your hopes."
Joe nodded. "We didn't tell you for the same reason. Does Stella know?"
Macy nodded. "I had to tell somebody."
I smiled at her, silently praising her for being so strong through this horrific ordeal.
"Wait a minute…If the news is right and the Boss is furious with Nick, then why are we still alive?" I stated, asking no one but myself. The others shrugged, deep in thought.
"Why would Nick even do such a thing? He is probably risking his life, ours and Devi's heart. Why?" Joe wondered his voice pained with the thought of our brother not caring anymore about anything.
"It's simple really." Macy put it. "He is rebelling from the Boss in a way that would only hurt him. He is showing the Boss he will not be his slave anymore. But I hope he doesn't take it too far. There is no telling what the Boss could do to him. We need to get to Hawaii!"
ROSE'S POV
Why did Fang do that? Why? He sealed his own fate by leaving by making us late. The Boss was spitting fire at his actions, and tracking him down, but not nearly quickly enough. Now we sat on a plane to Hawaii for our second show there, fear intertwining itself around my somehow still beating heart, forcing my mind to come up with terrifying images of punishments. But I knew which one the Boss had in mind, and his decision made up my mind.
Nick? I don't care anymore. I want in. I sent to him, aware the Boss's wall that blocked my thoughts from him was gone, allowing us to access each others thoughts. But we could never tell if it was there or not, until it was too late, so this was a risk by itself, knowing the Boss could put it back at any moment.
I felt Nick's surprise as my voice entered his mind. He smiled slightly and sent his wordless approval. He thought for a moment as I withdrew my mind from his. We sat for a moment, in another one of the insufferable silences that normally surrounded us and I gazed past Fang's hair and out the window, wishing I was falling through the clouds and flying away from the madness I called my life.
Fang reached over and grabbed my hand, causing the Boss to stiffen and glare at him from the corner of his eye. But we were in an airplane, witnesses everywhere, right now, we were safe.
I smiled as I felt the warmth of his hand around mine and the love he sent me from the gesture. I never realized how much I missed the simple things, like holding hands. I realized what he was doing and enjoyed causing the Boss irritation.
He turned towards me and I turned towards him and for the first time in a far too long time, we just looked deeply into each others false eyes, reflecting the realness of our feelings for each other. He leaned in, and I leaned in. He smiled, I smiled. Then, after a second, he closed the distance between us and my heart leaped as our lips met for a soft and gentle kiss. My fate was now the same as Nick's and no longer would we face the future alone, but together, as a pair of tortured and caged souls, yearning to be free and fly back to the life we once happily lived.
Koutai: I know it is short, but it needed to be written and it leads up nicely to the end of the story…next chapter…so sad, what will I do without this story and without Child of Chaos? Oh well…I am going to have my readers chose my next story to writ btw. I have 3 ideas and I will write a prologue for each and you all will vote for it in a review or a poll on my profile when I posted it. Until next update!
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