(Hey dudes, I'm back with another chapter! I know it took forever, and it would have taken even longer if it hadn't been for the wonderful firegirl956! If you love CaptainSparklez, then you must have read her story Jordan Maron: The Man of my dreams. She wrote the better part of this chapter, and I can't thank her enough for helping me out enormously! I am going to underline what I wrote, with the exception of the note, which is in italics. So go check out her story if you haven't already! Btw, for the purpose of the story, her 'mom' from the first chapter is her stepmom, just to make it more interesting. Also, I am opening an opportunity for OC's! I need…3 of them to be Jordan's friends from his hometown, the only ones besides Mark and Nick who know what actually happened.
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(Katherine's POV)
I got on the plane thinking hard. I didn't know if I should do this, but it seemed like the only way I could be happy. Jordan had been my everything. My light at the end of the tunnel. My head started to hurt with all the thinking, and before I knew it, I was getting off the plane. I stayed a few nights in a hotel, and then I was ready.
I rented a car, and drove to the graveyard.
I saw the grave, and I almost broke down into tears. Someone had carved a creeper face into the grave, and it was covered with flowers. But what stood out to me was the fact the inscribed on the stone was 'If this battle should leave me slain, I know Herobrine will call my name'. I missed him so much. It killed me softly and painfully, causing even more pain than the knife ever could. I slowly trudged over to the grave, knelt down, and placed the note and a single rose. The note read
Dear Jordan,
I know that you will never be able to read this, and ultimately that is why I'm here. Exactly 2 months ago you died in a tragic car crash. That day was the worst in my life, and with me that is saying a lot. Let's just say that everything that could go wrong in my life did. When I was born, everything was pretty alright. Till I turned 4 and my mom died….. in a car crash on her way home from work. After that my dad took up drinking, and the side effect to his alcoholism was searing anger. When he got drunk, which was frequently, it was best to stay out of his way. When I was 10 he got remarried to a cold-hearted women. At first, I was excited to have someone who could fill the position my mother left behind. But as the years went on, I realized how she only stayed for the money and didn't really know I existed. Soon after the marriage, the abuse began. First he would hit me, and then it escalated to ferocious whipping in my basement. At school I was bullied, and it didn't stop when I came home. But then I found YouTube. At first I was unimpressed, but then I stumbled across a channel that would change my life. And the name of that channel was CaptainSparklez. After every beating I would climb back up to my room and log on, checking your channel. This may sound sad, but you were the only channel I was subscribed too. And you made me feel better, gave me hope that someday this would all end. When I turned 18, my dad refused to let me move out. He said it was for the better, but I think it was really because then he would have nobody to beat on that would shut up and take it (my stepmom is a very obnoxious women). So when Mark posted that Vlog saying you had passed away, I was crushed. There was nothing that was going to save me and let me escape from the beatings now. Nothing was left. All the light was gone. So that was when I made my decision to come here and end it where it all began, because my life only really began with you. You saved me. And now you are gone. And I will be too.
Love,
Katherine Lowet
A single tear leaked out of my eye, and fell onto my cheek. It was coming, I knew it was. I stood up, knife at the ready...
(Jordan's POV)
I was ready to leave. I drove to the graveyard, my mind buzzing with thoughts. I was going to miss this life. I already missed recording, and it made my heart hurt when I read all of my dude's heartbroken comments. They really missed me, and I missed them. Anyways, I drove to the graveyard, and slowly walked to my "grave."
There was a girl kneeling at the foot of it.
Confused, I hid behind a tree and looked at her. She put down a single rose and a note, and stood back up.
She took out a knife, and held it to her heart.
"NOO!" I ran forward, tackling her. She gave a cry of surprise, and we fell down. She looked up at me, pure shock on her face.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?!" I yelled. She drew a shaking breath, and began to sob.
(Katherine's POV)
The knife was pointed towards my heart, and I took a deep breath. Goodbye, my world of pure Hell.
"NOO!" I heard someone yell. Something then collided with me, and I fell with a cry of surprise. I was actually ticked. Who the Hell was keeping me from rejoining Jordan?!
I looked up at the person, and the breath left me in a whoosh.
Jordan.
What kind of twisted nightmare was this? I blinked several times. It was him. The perfect shape of his almond eyes, and the beautiful color of the irises. He looked in perfect health, minus being a little pale.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?!" He yelled.
Horror suddenly choked me. What the Hell WAS I doing? I almost took life away from me. What was wrong with me?
I drew a shaking breath, and began to sob in earnest.