I had this dream about Joseph, and I decided to write a One Shot on it, because it has really been bugging me.
The title is a play on the Barlowgirl song "She Walked Away", which I think really fit this story.
Here it is! =D
Joseph Jonas. The biggest ball of energy an eleven year old could possibly be. But every day, I knew that something was going on. He would get bullied terribly. Not your average wedgies, but threats, and they would actually mean it. I guess what gave him his label of being hyper ,was that he was foinf exactly what the bullies said. He would jump on the tables, and scream in the middle of class. Everybody laughed, except for me. I knew what was going on, and I felt terrible, wishing every day that there was something I could do.
When walking down the halls after school was over, I heard some talking. Being the curious one I was , I decided to eavesdrop. Well, being curious doesn’t make you a good eavesdropper. As soon as I got in hearing distance, the people talking turned to me, revealing their faces. It was Joe, and his older brother, Kevin.
Giving a slight nod, I just walked away.
Later that night, I heard some noises from next door, which was the Jonas family. I climbed up on the fence that separated our houses, to see Mrs. Jonas crying her eyes out.
“Whats wrong?” I asked her.
“Joseph, the family is helping him run away” she said, hardly audible.
Shocked beyond words, I looked at the other side of the fence. Sure enough, there was the entire family walking, Joe infront of all of them. Tears builded up in my eyes, but they didn’t pour out just yet.
“Joe!” I screamed, no reply, not even a head to look at me.
“Joe!” I screamed again, my voice shaking, no reply
“JOE!” I screamed with all of me, not a single reply.
I fell to my knees, covering my face with my hands. The world seemed to go black and missing as I cried my heart out. Joseph Jonas, the one who I had spent all my free time with. The one who helped me get over my fear of climbing tree houses. My best friend, the one who I loved. He was gone. Gone from this place, gone from my life.
Seven years had passed on. I never loved anybody as much as I did when I was in love with Joe. Thoughts of him would run through my mind, like the horses finally being set free. Memories of how we would play together ran through my mind. I could still hear his laughter in my ears, his smile never stayed clear of my mind.
But this boy, even though he had run away. He is now famous. I never got to tell him just how much I cared about hum, just how much I needed him in my life. I was numb every time I heard his name, numb from thinking of what we could have been. Numb of thinking about him.
I never knew just how much it hurt me, until he went missing. I cherish all the people I have, and would go back in time just to save him from walking away. Walking away from my life, walking away from the things he knew.
Never did I know where he had gone. But it wasn’t with us. Never did I know what he thought, but it was never me. Never did I tell him the three most important words in the world.
“I Love You”
