Jazz: *looks at me questioningly. I had been quiet a while....*
I got to now. I took a deep breath* "About Dan"
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-Jazz's POV-
Joe: About Dan
Uh oh
"Okay...."
I'm going to make him start this. I won't bring up anything he might not have noticed.
Joe: Why does he call you Jasmee?
Good. Easy 1. "He made it up for me" Simple answers. Very simple. Don't give too much away.
Joe: When?
Crap. "When we were... dating" I couldn't look at him as I said that.
Joe: When you were talking... you mentioned that you thought you had decided you had no time for him. Why?
Why does he have to be so observant? I took a deep breath/ "We had been dating about a year. I prefer to not get... very physical with relationships. But he was tired with playing it my way. He wanted more than just walks on the beach, going to the movies, or out to dinner" Please Joe. Don't ask more. Please.
Joe: *puts his hand on top of mine* What happened?
I closed my eyes. I couldn't deny Joe this. He had been so good to me, I can't just close him out of my life. Why could he have just accepted my answer? I took another deep breath, eyes still closed. "He invited me to his house for dinner. I didn't think there was anything wrong. He had stopped trying to convince me 2 days before that, so I went. His parents were out. He had this big set up, the table was covered in a red tablecloth. There were candles. And he had cooked a chicken. I loved his cooking, so I was so happy he had done that After we ate, I don't remember what the excuse was, but he brought me to his room. I had never seen his room before, so I was looking at the posters of his teams on his walls. Then I heard the door click. I spun around and saw him there, putting the key on the doorframe, way out of my reach." I shivered from the horrible memory, but continued. "Then he came toward me and I threw myself at his window. I was fumbling with the lock when his hands grabbed me. He pulled me to him and held me... gently. He whispered in my ear 'come on Jasmee. I know you want this as much as I do' I tried getting away from him, but he was so much stronger than me" I shuddered again. This time, I couldn't continue. I hoped Joe got the idea though. Please?
Joe: Oh. That's why you said he hurt you?
I nodded. "He did" I opened my eyes. He was looking at me with sympathy.
Joe: How long until you got away?
I guess I should finish the whole thing... "Well, as i said... he was stronger than me. But That doesn't mean I wasn't strong at the time. I was able to hold my own for almost 30 minutes. He had already tried to get my blouse off a few times... and I had bitten him. I remember... I remember finally thinking I was going to win. His arms were bleeding and he seemed to be getting tired of all of this. I wasn't watching my footing... I stepped on his skateboard and fell onto his bed. He threw himself on me and.... and..." I shuddered again. It was hard remembering all this "He had handcuffs. And... was stronger than me. He finally won" I decided to skip the next few hours of the memory... "I had arrived at his house around 4. We had gone upstairs at 5. He won around 5:30. By the time he finally let me go.... it was..." I blinked a few times very fast. The tears I had been holding fell off my nose. "It was almost midnight"
I looked at him for his reaction. He looked disgusted.
Joe: He... he.... *shakes his head* He'll never get to you again. I promise you.
"Thanks Joe. Was there anything else you wanted to know?" I might as well now. I got past the only part I had really not wanted to talk about. Nothing else could be as hard as that just was.
Joe: Before he let you go.. he whispered something to you.
"Yeah"
Joe: What was it?
I trembled. "He had said 'Come on Jasmee. I know you want this as much as I do' and it brought back the memory..."
Joe: Jazz... it's all going to be okay. I promise.
I couldn't take it anymore. He always seemed to need to make me feel better. Just being so sweet. But why? Does he think of me as his sister? Or does he like me as much as I like him? I needed to know RIGHT NOW whether this was brotherly concern.. or more. I let go of his hand and he pulled it back. I looked up into his eyes. "Thank you Joe" I wanted to be careful... but I needed to know. I took his hand again and pulled it back. He didn't resist, and he even moved closer as I pulled. My heart raced as his face got closer and closer to mine. I lifted my other arm and put it around him. His free hand found my waist and pulled me closer as his other hand let go of mine and rested on my neck. I twisted my hands into his hair as I closed my eyes. His lips met mine. He slid his hand behind my head and pulled me even closer. I clutched him, my hands completely tangled in his hair. My heart was still racing faster and faster. I kissed him with as much passion as I possibly could. He matched me as his hand moved up my back to hold my head with both hands.
???: WHOA!
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A Jonas Brothers Love Story chapter 20by JonasGirl9393497 views
WOWZA! I NEED THE NEXT ONE!
cutiecat76 3 years ago
lol its already up aly =D
JonasGirl9393 3 years ago
hurray! i got out of school early!! Hope you enjoy the chap!
JonasGirl9393 3 years ago