HEY GUYZZZZZ!
I'M FREAKING BACKKKK! I'm SO excited! I decided to take a 2 or 3 week break. I had already typed this but it disappeared, so I'm REALLY, REALLY pissed, but you know what? I'm gonna put myself through the torture and type it all freakin over again. You better love me. :D
Anyways, Kevin and Chelsea went on their little date at the fancy mancy resturaunt and stuff. :) Sensitive, right? Haha! Now they're on their way back, Kevin driving.
Chelsea: *smiles sweetly* Thank you.
Kevin: For what?
Chelsea: Just for being a real gentleman. Keep it up and I just may love you.
Kevin: So you're saying if I kicked you out of my car on the freeway, you'd hate me.
Chelsea: Kev, if you kicked anyone out of your car on the freeway, they'd hate you.
Kevin: *nods thoughtfully*
Chelsea: *giggles* It's green.
Kevin presses on the gas, and Chelsea linked her hand with his. She turned to her right and her eyes widened. She let out an ear-splitting scream, but it was drowned out by the sound of metal scraping and other screams. The car flipped over and then everyone was greeted by an eerie silence, which only lasted a few moments before the frenzy began. Kevin looked around weakly, trying to move, but was greeted by a sharp pain in his stomach. He stopped and looked around for his date. He faintly saw her, a few feet from the car.
Kevin: *softly and broken* Chelsea... *blacks out*
He feels himself wake up, and is about to open his eyes but decides against greeting the harsh white light with his tender eyes. He did flinch at the next sound though.
Denise: KEVIN! KEVIN! Are you okay?! Can you hear me?!
Joe: Mom, lay off.
Denise: Joseph.
Joe: Mom, if you're giving ME a headache, you're definitely giving him one.
Denise: Joseph.
Joe: Denise.
Denise: *gives him a look* JOSEPH.
Joe: Fine. Fine. *sits down, crossing his arms*
Demi: *giggles and rubs his arm and then cuddles up to him* Relax.
Joe: *chuckles and returns the cuddle*
Denise: Kevin? Can you hear me? Kevin!
Kevin: *groans* Yes mother, that is my name, now stop saying it.
Everyone laughs, but more out of relief.
Nick: Really Mom, don't make him end up like Chelsea.
Everyone seemed to find a spot to hit him at that comment.
Nick: OW! WHAT?!
Selena: You're such an insensitive ass sometimes, I swear...
Nick: *sticks out his tongue*
Selena: *grabs it* COOL IT FAT-HEAD.
Nick: *takes it back, crossing his arms*
Kevin: *shoots up, finally processing what Nick said* CHELSEA! OW! *holds his head* Shit, that hurt.
Denise: *sighs* Kevin, please lay down.
Kevin: No! Tell me!
Denise: Well...worse than you...she...
Joe: Mom, stop beating around the bush.
Paul: *sighs* She may not make it Kevin.
Kevin: *jaw drops*
Meanwhile, in Chelsea's coma state. [I dunno why, but whenever I think of someone in a coma, I imagine them sitting on the steps of heaven, chatting with God. Weird.]
Chelsea: I may not make it? *tears fill her eyes* Why?
God: *sighs* I don't know Chelsea.
Chelsea: How can you NOT know why you killed me.
God: I didn't kill you!
Chelsea: Well you sure as heck tried! *does a WTF? gesture*
God: *chuckles* I don't know what to do with you.
Chelsea: Great. Who knew that the being who created everything in the universe and beyond was SO undecisive.
God: *laughs* Come now Chelsea, don't fret.
Chelsea: Okay Mr. Darcy.
God: Someone's in a bad mood.
Chelsea: YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!
God: Yes, I suppose that WOULD put one in a bad mood...
Chelsea: *does a WTF? gesture*
God: Look, I just need time to think if I should kill you or not.
Chelsea: What- why do you even have to contemplate either?
God: Because... *sighs* When you were 11, you made a wish.
Chelsea: So? I made one 3 nights ago I had magical powers. Your point?
God: *smiles softly* You made a wish you'd never fall in love, and if you did, something would happen to prevent it.
Chelsea: So?
God: So you're falling in love with Kevin, and the only way to stop that was... *gestures* To do this.
Chelsea: God? Was I a boy when I was 11?
God: No. Why?
Chelsea: Then why the HELL did I wish not to fall in love? What kind of a 11 year old girl wishes that?
God: *shrugs*
Chelsea: *shakes her head* Why was I such a stupid little it?
God: It?
Chelsea: I know I was a girl, but 3 things might say otherwise. A: I wished not to fall in love. B: I hated pink. And C: I didn't have any boobs, what-so-ever.
God: *laughs* Chelsea, you're just a very special person, inside and out.
Chelsea: *laughs* YES! *stands up* Dude, if you make me stay alive, I am SO telling everyone I know God thinks I'm special.
God: *smiles* I have to think.
Chelsea: Yeah, go do your thing. *sits back down*
As God walks away, Chelsea peers down upon her friends and family, especially Kevin.
Chelsea: *sighs and then stops* Oh my gosh. God let me say hell! WOO!
it was sad and then funny. lol i loved it!!
briannaXmarie96 2 years ago
thanks so much! :D
ilovekevinjonas192 2 years ago
PS (Nick: *sticks out his tongue*
Selena: *grabs it* COOL IT FAT-HEAD.
Nick: *takes it back, crossing his arms*)
Thats soo funny!
Ashleyrockz1995 2 years ago
thank you! i was trying to be extra funny, but i didnt think it worked. thank you for the reassurance. :)
ilovekevinjonas192 2 years ago
WOW! i already miss youu!! and I love it :)
Ashleyrockz1995 2 years ago
thanks! :DDDD
ilovekevinjonas192 2 years ago