There are links on my profiles to photos of actors that looks like characters, there´s three for the story about Emma, one for Jonas, one for Jordan and one for Jess. Go check them out and tell me what you think.
And as well, just so you know, the book "de kallade mig Ise" is a real book, it´s one of my favorites. And yes, there´s a reason that I chose that book for her to read.
I stormed into the living room, Jess was looking in another direction, so I put the box down on the table in front of her with a bang, and she looked over to me.
"I found this under your bed!" I said. "Mike had hidden the DVD there, Carmen´s necklace hung out of the box." I opened the box, grabbed the lock, and opened it. "It seems to be, all the missing stuff." I took my roundel, and held it in front of Jess.
"These things are mine!" Jess lied.
"Oh yeah!" I said with an ironic tone in my voice. "You´ve got a roundel with the name L. Peterson on it… who´s he?"
"I….I…" Jess stuttered. But Jordan spoke before her.
"Really?" He said, with a really angry tone in his voice. "This is my CD. Why did you do it Jess?"
"Jess" Mike came walking into the room. "Office- now. You too Jordan."
"But I haven´t done anything!" Jordan protested.
"Now."
"Bu…"
"NOW." Jordan stopped his protests and walked along with Mike and Jess to the office.
It turned out that Jordan and Jess´s mother had been in touch, she wanted to see them, maybe, she wanted them both to move in with her if they would like it. Now Jess was more inpolite and disagreable than ever, and between the meals, Jordan locked himself in his room, and he never spoke to anyone. Two days later, I knocked the door to Jordan´s room, I knew Jess was in there too She was the one opening the door for me.
"Can I come in?" I asked.
"For what? Throwing some… " Jordan pulled to door more open and Jess silent.
"Yes." He said, and opened the door fully. I walked in and closed the door behind me.
"We all heard that your mum´s been in touch and wants to see you." I said. The both O´Conor´s nodded to me. I continued.
"And of course, we can all understand that you´re going through something rough right now."
"No, you don´t. You know nothing!" Jess said, but Jordan silent her.
"Be quiet Jess, let her speak."
"I think you should meet her!" I said.
"You don´t know who she is, you don´t know what she did." Jess told me.
"No I don´t, but at least your mum´s alive…" I meant to continue, but Jess interrupted.
"So this is another round of my name´s Emma Peterson, my life´s miserable and so much worse than all others´ you should really feel sorry for me."
"Jess, don´t go there." Jordan interrupted.
"Well," I began, acting like I hadn´t heard what she said. "Whatever she did, you don´t know why she did it. And you don´t know what she wa…"
"SHUT UP." Jess stood up. "You wanna know the whole story? You wanna know that when we were two and four years old, she threw us out on the street. For three days we lived on the streets until someone found us. We could have been killed, and if someone had done that to you, would you like to see them again someday?" I shrugged.
"I think I´d like to hear what they had got to say." I said at last, and apparently that wasn´t the "right" answer.
"GET OUT." Jess grabbed my shirt, opened the door and pushed me out of the door. I stumbled, and fell, right in front of Mike who came walking down the hall.
"Emma?" he asked worried, and kneeled down. "You´re okay?" I sat up and got on my feet.
"I´m fine."
"What happened?"
"Ask Jess." This was it, if people thought I complained too much, and tried to make them feel sorry, I wasn´t gonna do it anymore.
I walked down to the kitchen.
"I´m going to watch another one of those DVD:s now, if someone want to see." I kept on walking to the living room, where I´d left the fourth DVD two days earlier. I got it into the DVD and leaned against the sofa and watched.
"Hey Jonas." Dad´s voice was heard behind the camera. "Say hi to the camera."
"Hi to the cawewa." Jonas said, with his cute voice. At the point of filming, Jonas must have been about two or three years old. I could hear some chuckles behind me, but I couldn´t laugh at it. It was way to painful
As usual, the clip changed many times, on this DVD, there was one clip with me and Jonas sitting in the sofa at home, Jonas leaned against me, and I leaned my chin against his head. It looked so peaceful.
About in the middle of the DVD it came back to the first clip, dad´s voice was heard.
"What´s your name?"
"Do-do." Do- do, or Jo- Jo as it later got to, Jonas used to call himself.
At last, it came back to the same clip again, and dad´s voice was heard again.
"And what´s your sister´s name." Jonas lightened up and smiled really big.
"Ewwa." I heard other chuckles and giggles, and I couldn´t help to smile, as I leaned forward and took out the DVD of the player.
"Are you going to watch another one?" Jody asked. I shook my head.
"Not now." I took the DVD and walked to my room. I laid the DVD with the others and sat down on my bed. I looked at my calender, twenty five days to the halloween holidays, and then I was maybe gonna go home, fourteen days until the day I´d need to have told Mike about it, and just four days until the day that would have been Jonas´ birthday.
I hid the papers under my pillow, when there was a knock on the door.
"Yes?" The door opened and Mike came in.
"You´re all right?" he asked, I nodded, and faked a smile.
"Yeah, fine."
"You´re sure." I nodded again and kept on smiling.
"Really? You looked pretty mess…"
"I said I´m fine Mike." I interrupted. Mike nodded, turned around, and closed the door behind him.
That evening, I came walking up the stairs when Jess came from the other direction, she hid something behind her back, and walked into the bathroom.
"Weird," I whispered to myself, and then shrugged, and kept on walking a while later, I was looking for my epilepsy meds, and I couldn´t find them anywhere.
"Where are they… I´m sure I left them… Oh no." A terrible thought hit me, I got up and ran over to Jordan´s room.
"Jordan, where´s Jess?" I gasped.
"She went to take a bath."
"Oh no." I turned around and ran down the hall and to the bathroom door.
"WHY DID YOU SAY OH NO?" Jordan shouted after me.
"NO TIME TO EXPLAIN." I felt the door- lock, of course it was locked, I could hear the water in the tub pouring.
"JESS?" I shouted through the door. "JESS PLEASE ANSWER." No answer, and Mike came running.
"Emma what are you doing?"
"Jess is in here, I think she´s trying to kill herself"
"What makes you think that?"
"I saw her go in here earlier" I gasped. "She hid something behind her back, and now my meds are gone. Please Mike, you´ve got to believe me." He nodded and felt the lock, then he took a step back, and threw himself at the door. With a bang, the hinges broke, the door fell, and so did Mike. But he was soon at his feet again, lifting up Jess- unconscious out of the tub. There was water all over the floor and two empty boxes of epilepsy meds laid by the tub. It was clear that she had taken the meds, and then tried to drown herself.
"Emma, get Gina and tell her to get an ambulance… Emma?"
"What have I done?"
So, to the note.
Making Jess trying to comitt suicide with drugs is NOT in any way to try to offend anyone.