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| Cry of the Torn Heart (ANOTHER update 11/30!!) |
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This is my attempt at a little JB fiction (as of yet, not really titled). Let me know what you think.
"He what?" I gasped into my cell phone. She repeated herself. "Oh no..." I breathed, feeling myself turning into stone right there on a bench in Tracers Square. My world just stopped, even as car horns kept sounding, people kept hurrying down sidewalks, and the pigeons kept waiting for my french fries. I pressed my phone even harder into my ear.
"...Yeah," she was saying, "they rushed him to the hospital and he's there now. Honey, I called because he's been asking for you."
"For me? Are you sure he meant me? Not a different Rae?"
"They're sure. He mentioned your last name, too. Can you come?"
Nothing else mattered, not even the distance. "Of course," I said. I would have to get over to the subway station and take a train, probably. Did I have money?
"Anna?" I asked after a pause. "How bad is it? Is he...have you seen him?"
"No, I haven't. I think he'll be fine eventually, though, if he can get everything worked out. Like I said, he wants to talk to you. He won't say anything else to anyone."
I shook my head in near disbelief. Tears were beginning to shake my whole body, and I had to fight to steady my voice. "I can't believe... That's just so strange. Why me?"
"I don't know. Hey, are you okay? Do you need someone to come get you?"
I stood up and wrapped my scarf back around my neck. "No, I'm fine. I'll be there as soon as I can."
I set off toward the subway station at a brisk walk that turned into a jog. The sky was steely and full, and the wind bit my face and bare hands. All I could see, though, all I could feel, was my friend's pain. His face came into my mind over and over, I saw him in every person I passed, writing a note, making plans. What have you done? And why do you want to talk to me? Worse, what will I say?
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I'm so in love...with this....and I wish you knew that what I feel it true...sorry, I'm listeing to Kung Fu Grip right now, I had to do it.
But I truly love this, keep it up!! [2.27.08]
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| Re: Cry of the Torn Heart |
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Thanks, Ashlee!
Here's some more. A JB might be in this update... :)
I managed to buy a subway ticket myself and shoved my way down into the station. I was still getting used to doing things on my own. More by luck than skill, I found a platform for a train going in the right direction. People were lining up already, spreading out in anticipation of four or five doors opening. I stood alone between two groups of people. One group actually seemed to be together, the other just a bundle of businesspeople who happened to be near each other; they weren't nearly as tightly-knit. Someone in the first group laughed--a teenager, I saw as I turned to look. He had dark hair, too. I turned away, pain squeezing my chest.
The train came into view, and the air became slightly charged as everyone prepared to make a mad dash into the waiting cars. As the train slowed to a near stop, I saw that the last car--the one the close-knit group was about to be standing in front of--was empty. There would be plenty of room, then. The doors opened, and I stepped forward. The group with the dark-haired boy got on, and I was just about to board behind them when a huge man who had been with them turned around and blocked my path.
"Please choose another car, miss," he said firmly.
Stunned, I turned quickly to see that people were piling into all the other cars like sardines. I would never make it before the doors closed. I looked up into the man's face desperately. "Sir, please let me get on; there's no room anywhere else."
"Wait for the next train, then," he said harshly. "I can't let you on."
The seconds were ticking away. "Who do you think you are?" I almost shrieked. "Are you an employee here? Look, I have to catch this train because I'm on the way to the hospital," I started crying, "...to see someone there, it's really important."
The last few people were stepping off the platform and squeezing into the other cars.
He hesitated. The bell sounded to alert people to stand clear of the doors. Finally, the man said, "Get on then", grabbed my sleeve, and helped get me inside in the nick of time.
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*bump*
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PURE GENUIS!! I LOVE IT!! HENSE THE ALL-CAPS!!! OMJ OMJ OMJ!! THIS IS AMAZAZING!!! PMASAP!!! LLUUUUVVVV IIIIITTTT!!!! I AM FAITH BY THE WAY!!!!! AND GUESS WHAT!! YOU HAVE AN OFFICIAL NEW READER YAYAYAYAYAY YOU!!!!
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THANKS, FAITH! Readers make me feel so special!
I'm planning on updating tomorrow sometime...wait now it's today. Later today, then. ;)
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This is really good. Can't wait to read more.
OJD. have it and love it. Fancitions are totally awesome. =) Demi lovato, Selena Gomez and Jonas Brothers Rock.
^Thanks for the sig Ari
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Okay, here's an update! Thanks for reading and commenting on the previous two, and please let me know what you think of this one!
I stumbled into the car, walked quickly across to one of the many empty seats on the right side, and sat down. “Thanks,” I said a little resentfully to the man who’d so kindly let me board. I wiped at my face self-consciously and sniffled, feeling the eyes of everyone in the car on me as the train lurched into motion. When I’d taken a few deep breaths, I cautiously shot my eyes over to glance at my fellow passengers. I’d figured they were important people of some sort—the man blocking my path was probably a bodyguard—so I was kind of curious to see if I knew who they were.
I made eye contact with a pair of dark, well-shaped eyes. Crud, I did know who it was. I was sharing a subway car with the Jonas Brothers. All three of them. And the one that always stands in the middle was staring at me. Was that Nick, maybe? I had no idea. I could almost hear all those stupid girls at school screaming their heads off if I told them about this. They’d be so jealous, and ask questions like “Did you TOUCH them??!” If I got an autograph, I could sell it to them for more than a scrap of paper should ever be worth.
I stared at the map on the opposite overhang as we jolted and rattled along in silence. We stopped to let more people on… in the bodyguard’s case, to not let people on, and the train picked up speed again. I started watching the tunnel walls whizzing by. Why did you do it? Would I dare ask him that question? Could I have said something, done something that would have changed it? What would it be like to talk to someone who…
I was jolted from my reverie by that Jonas dude standing up, staggering over, and sitting down right next to me.
“Hey,” he said, smiling a really self-conscious smile that gave me the impression that he thought I knew who he was. I hate it when people make assumptions like that.
“Hi,” I said, as if he was just some random guy. I smiled politely and then pretended to look at the map again.
There was a silence. I hoped it was awkward for him. Then he said, leaning out a little in an attempt to meet my eyes, “Hey, if you don’t mind my asking—and if you do, that’s cool, you just be like, ‘hey, man, that’s way too personal,’ you know, and I’ll just be like, ‘hey, that’s cool’…”
I had turned to look at him by this point, amazed and amused at how he could manage to ramble so badly and still remember what he was talking about. He stopped when we made eye contact and laughed nervously. “Right, anyway,” he said. “I heard you say you had to go to the hospital, and you looked kinda, you know, upset. What’s going on?”
Part of me wanted to glare him down and ask, Do you actually want to know? But I made myself be nice and spoke softly. “A friend of mine attempted suicide today. He tried to kill himself and now he’s in the hospital… asking for me. For some reason.”
His face had gone very shocked and serious. “Oh… that’s…that’s rough. I’m sorry.”
I was about to say something like, “Thanks,” and end it there, but instead I searched this stranger’s familiar eyes, looking for some kind of understanding… and , surprisingly, I found it. Before I knew it I was saying, " It’s like, what do you say to a person who tried to leave you and the rest of the world behind? How can you understand their pain, when it was you that they would have hurt the most? How do you... how do you heal a wound that deep?”
Nice going, there, Rae, I thought to myself. Just spill your guts to this guy who probably wishes he'd never asked...
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