Here's chapter 2 in Without You! Review! Enjoy!

~Jax :D

Luigi:

Mario and I sat in my room just talking for a good hour, this time not willing to kill each other. I decided to ask,

"Do you want me to play a song on guitar I've been finally learned for ya?"

"Sure." He says with a nod, I pulled out my guitar and sat back down. I had to tune it because it didn't have the right tuning on it. I didn't want to play 'Broken' yet because I can't get the riff right yet. I decided to play a difficult Staind song, Please. It's a really sad song but it's really good. Mario doesn't care if the songs cusses but he scolds me everytime I do through conversation.

These are the lyrics I sang:

"Can't you see that I'm sick of this?
Chances are, you are oblivious to how I feel
Sitting on your throne, and I'm sure that I'm not alone

Tell me please, who the f*** did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political
And please, I'm still wearing that miserable skin
And it's starting to tear from within
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you, so please

I didn't think that you'd sell me out
Now I know what you're all about
You might feel in control of things
But you're not holding all the strings

Tell me please, who the f$%&& did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political
And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin
And it's starting to tear from within
But it's obvious that doesn't matter to you

I've swallowed all your answers
I've swallowed all my pride
You've used up all your chances
Can't keep this all inside

Tell me please, who the f%^&* did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political
And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin
And it's starting to tear from within
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you
So please, don't keep telling me that it's okay
I don't buy all the sh!t that you say
And quite honestly, I'm f**** sick of it
So please, if I cut off this nose from my face
Then I wouldn't feel so out of place
But it still wouldn't be quite enough for you
So please." (I hate using f-bombs and sh!t in my story as is but it's a song that I'm starting to love so, ya...)

After I finished the song, Mario said,

"You know, if I caught you saying those words in public, you realize I'd have your head right?" Duh.

"Yes, Mario, I know that." Please is a really difficult to play especially especially on a mini guitar. A mini guitar is at least half the size of a full size guitar so, of course it's going to be a bit more difficult. In some stores the mini guitars cost more that the full sized ones. But this one was a birthday gift, and some of you may not know this unless you follow me on Twitter (What?)but; Mario's birthday is actually one day before mine so, this is why he's older. So, technically speaking, Mario's birthday is...Tomorrow. Woah, that was quick. His birthday is April 19 and mine's the 20, (referance to Bully; a short story I wrote a few days ago.). So, really, he's turning 23 tomorrow and he still hasn't proposed. Okay, now I'm confused, I asked,

"Tomorrow's your birthday right?"

"Yeah, why?" He says as if I didn't remember it was his birthday tomorrow...(Which I didn't).

"Nothing just making sure...But what did you think of the song cover?" I said messing with the tuning again.

"It was good, but it can always be better." I sighed at his comment; no, Mario, I thought, no, it cannot be better than that. Sometimes I think Mario's too motivational; he likes it when people try their best all the freaking time. As if it needs to be perfect, and frankly, I'm never perfect. Yeah, I love that guy but he's somewhat controlling and a perfectionist. It had just occured to me that when Mario proposes to Peach and if she says, "yes," (more than likely), that she'll become part of the family. Does anyone else not see what's weird about the picture I'm giving. And when they are married, all I can say is good luck to her.

Let's face it, I'm not the world's greatest gift-giver so, every year on Mario's birthday I'm always thinking, Oh, wait, I have to actually go to the store this time? But I never can guess what he wants each year because he is probably one of the most difficult people to shop for. I'm always easy but I have been getting more difficult over the years. I got up to put away my guitar and I came across an old scrapbook that was from i think when both of us were around 8-ish range.I pulled it out from under the pile of stuff in my closet and layed it on my bed. Mario walked over to me curious and noticed the book on my bed,

"Is that the scrapbook we made when we were kids?" I nodded opening to the first page. It showed a really old picture of Mario and I being silly 8 year olds. I, being the weirdest one had my mouth open and my eyes were crossed. Mario had his tongue stuck out and his eyes were in different directions. It looked like we were having a lot of fun, I heard Mario chuckle gruffly, "We were so young and clueless back then." I gave a flat laugh at is comment. I sat on the bed as Please's lyrics strolled into my head. "Tell me please, who the f*** did you want to be? I am still wearing this miserable skin and it's starting to tear from within..." I flipped through the pages noticing that every time a picture was there I was skinner than the last. I choked on my spit, and Mario patted my back. He revolted is hand away quickly,

"Gah," I had a flashback of a bunch of different time periods. A lot of them were from my treatment. My room mate there had passed away at the age of 20 because of the same reason I was there. Before I went into treatment I had only eaten very little, and forced myself not to eat. There was a moment of silence between Mario and I as I stared at him, "Sorry, Bro. Bad memories coming back to ya, eh?" He cracked a sad half crooked smile. His eyes gave away comfort and sympathy. I hated talking about this topic above all things that happened to me as a kid. I still struggle with this hardship every now and then but Mario's there to help as well as the rest of the 'friends' I have. You'd believe those quotes around 'friends' if you met them. I always tell Mario that "I'll be in recovery for the rest of my life, even if it means I'm here or in treatment." In my case of the challenge, it wasn't uber bad it was scary. It always was and still is to deal with. You won't know if you wake up the next day alive or you wake up in heaven. Every day is different, I am thankful for everyone that stayed with me on my road to recovery every time I think back to the horror. I was never hospitalized but I was placed in a treatment center (as you already know) and had counseling to get my mental and emotional health stable again. When I found out that I had this let's say 'obstacle' in my life; a lot of people turned and walked away, or others ran away. They wanted no part of it, the only people who stood by fully Mario and Peach also Toad and sometimes Yoshi. Most people would just frightened and run and others won't care what happens to you. I remember the first day I found out I had this 'obstacle' and I was diagnosed with it I distinctly remember what Mario had said:

"We'll take it day by day. One day at a time, little bro." He had said that while tightly hugging me while I was sobbing hysterically. I had felt like it was entirely my own fault that I had been diagnosed with the 'obstacle'. I had remembered he started to cry a bit too, even the strongest people known are allowed to cry because it makes us human. I had stayed in treatment for I believe two months. I kind of lost track after the second day...I am now at a healthy state and more happy again, I'm recovering if you hadn't realized it yet and I learned to enjoy life. I started taking out my anger and agony on guitar, music and drawings instead of my own being. I mainly express it through song or inanimate objects (pencils, crayons, etc., anything breakable that Mario won't yell at me for). Breaking stuff is rare but it's more than likely I'll sing an angry song and take my emotions out on songs. Or the infamous cussing under breath exercise.

While I was struggling with it after the diagnosis and I hadn't looked at myself in 2 years through the mirror was scary enough. I was too skinny for my age; and I looked like I was eight again rather 18. This had a dramatic effect on Mario's life too, not to make his life even more confusing but he had to deal with me and my 'obstacle' as well. Still to this day he asks me if I even ate anything at all today and I'll normally answer "yes" and say whatever I had eaten. I wasn't at the point where I couldn't even eat because I'd upchuck it, but pretty damn close if you ask him!

...

I had came to the conclusion why I had forgotten about this scarpbook anyways. I closed it quickly wishing I hadn't found it. I tossed it back into my closet and went into one of my drawers and found a granola bar. I leaned against my bed and together Mario and I sat in silence. A few minutes later he spoke,

"So, do you think Peach will say 'yes.'?" Nice change of topic, bro. I nodded taking a bite of my granola bar,

"Anyone can see that you guys are crazy about each other, of course she will."

"God, I'm so nervous." He says,

"You? Mario? Are you feeling okay? It seems like you're never nervous." I seriously thought he was messing with me,

"Nope, and yeah I'm nervous. Luigi, I told you this before and I'll say it again; even I get nervous and scared."

"Well, don't worry about it that much, you have until Sunday. It's only Wednesday, bro." I said, talking with my hands, my granola bar in the palm of my hand. "Besides, what are you even gonna wear?"

"Whatever I wear to her party, Luigi." He sighed, there was a knock on the door down stairs. We both walked down and Mario opened the door, me standing at the side of the door. My eyes widened because there stood Daisy and Peach.

If anyone got the point of 'obstacle' Luigi's explaining to you, I AM NOT trying to offened ANYONE who is struggling with it! Stay strong! By the way I apologize about all the A/Ns in this chapter. I felt like I needed to explain stuff...

Simple Minded People~

-Jax :D Please review!

Btw, you'll guys will love the next chapter! ;)