Okay so thats the introduction to my sequel, if you havent already read Beautiful Disaster and want to read heres the link:
http://jonasbrothersfan.com/Community/Forum/tabid/265/forumid/62/threadid/421556/scope/posts/Default.aspx
My Life Without Him(Sequel to Beautiful Disaster)
NICK NOOO!” Alana screamed holding onto Nick. Tears now flooding from her eyes as her husband was laid on the floor, blood spilling from his chest. “SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE” She scream as there was now a group of people surrounding them. A few people flipped out there cell phones.
“Nick Baby, stay with me, you need to stay with me, for the baby” She cried into his chest.
“Alana, Never forget I love you, and il always be with you” Nick chocked out.
“NO nick don’t give up, I need you, our baby needs you” She cried even more, causing a dieing nick to cry.
“I love you, and our baby” He said once more, reaching his hand out and touching Alana’s stomach. Causing her to sob uncontrollably.
“I love you too Nick, So much its un true” She replied, holding her hand under his neck and cradling him in her lap.
“Be happy my darling, I love you” He said once more, closing his eyes and walking into the light.
“NOOO NICK” Alana shook him uncontrollably, as she could never imagine her life without nick. Her true love, Her husband, the man that saved her from herself, was now gone. Leaving Alana on her own.
Alana woke up in a cold sweat. She had another bad dream about that night, about the night she lost her true love. She threw the covers back and got up carefully. She was now heavily pregnant at 8 months and two weeks. “Just another two weeks” She thought to herself. Without Nick, She hadn’t been the same, she didn’t want to see anyone, she kept herself hidden in her room, crying most of the time. She was scared to go outside.
They still hadn’t found out who had done that to Nick, which made me more angry. Kevin and Joe where always around, trying to make her feel better and tell her that everything would okay. But she knew they wouldn’t. She needed Nick to help her, she didn’t know how to cope without him, that’s why she locked herself away from everyone.
As she entered the kitchen, she went straight over to the fridge and opened it up. Taking out a bottle of water, she opened it up and let the cool water run down her throut, soothing it. When she closed the fridge, she noticed the love letters that Nick used to write to her when she was ever feeling down. She smiled running her fingers over the slowly. When she walked into the living room, a bit lump got caught in her throut as she saw the last picture her and Nick had ever taken together. It was at a picnic that he had planned, Alana was on his back smiling brightly, and Nick was looking up at her affectionately. She felt the tears working up to her eyes. She slid down the wall and broke down as she stared at the picture now in her hands. How could she ever live without him?
