Part XIV (14…I believe…and if it’s not, I’m going to feel really stupid…)
Joe’s POV
I watched as kids played on the swings of a nearby park, pushing eachother and running around, laughing. I remembered when me and my friends used to do that, back in Jersey.
I thought about everything sitting there. There was no one to bother me, seeing that those kids looked like they were only 9 tops, so no girls came up and asked for pictures or started to chase me.
I thought about my music.
I thought about my family.
I thought about my friends.
I thought about me, and who I was and who I was going to be.
I thought about life in general.
I thought about Mia.
Mia was the subject that I kept hanging on. Already, I felt like I knew everything about her, when in reality, I knew pretty much nothing. She was still a bit of a mystery too me, but I felt liked I’d known her my whole life. I don’t know what it was, but that’s how I felt. She was beautiful, inside and out, talented (speaking from what we talked about the other night), funny, has a great taste in music, and more.
I was planning on calling her later to ask her out again. I decided on doing it now, while I was in peace, away from my brothers.
Mia’s POV
Jade and Chris had left to go upstairs, leaving me alone, sitting in a cold, dark basement. And even better, they’d tied me to the chair, so I couldn’t leave.
What kind of cruel, unusual punishment was this? I had done nothing. What did I do to deserve this? Honestly.
I sat in the silence, crying. I couldn’t do anything. Jade and Chris were upstairs doing who-knows-what (and I really didn’t want to know what…).
I felt my phone start to vibrate in my back pocket. I sort of shifted myself up, and managed to somehow get it out of my pocket. I was used to all the keys, so I had a pretty good memory of touch of where everything was on the phone.
I had to put the phone on speaker though, because I couldn’t get the phone to my ear.
Phone call…Mia and Joe, Mia’s POV
“Hello” My voice cracked when I answered the phone. “Mia, what’s wrong, it everything ok?” It was Joe. “Oh Joe!” I cried. “Mia. Mia, is everything alright? What’s wrong?” Joe asked again. “Joe, it’s horrible. I need you to come and help me.” I cried. “Ok, ok, well, where are you? Your house?” He asked. “No, I’m at Jade’s house” I said, and gave the address. “Hold tight baby, I’ll be there in a few. Don’t move, and don’t let them do anything else to you, got it? I swear I’m coming.” Joe told me. “Th-thank you” I stuttered. “Don’t worry about it. I love you” Joe told me, and hung up. I love you I thought. Joe just told me that he loved me. This was totally a “Dear Diary” moment, sort of…minus the whole, being strapped to a chair, and have blood trickling down my back and a tattoo that I didn’t want permanently put on my shoulder, of course.
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