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Um, I don't know.
Enjoy.
The note was still sitting on the counter where he’d left it over a week ago. It didn’t look like it had been touched, but every crooked word, every sentence was etched into her memory as if he’d written the letter in her brain and not on a flowery sheet of paper snatched from the refrigerator in haste. She was sitting on the couch in her—their—living room, far away from the kitchen but she could still see the counter in her line of vision. She closed her eyes and dreaded the images that would appear beneath her eyelids.
His face was the first image she saw. She was prepared for it, but it still affected her. It was a face she couldn’t really avoid anywhere she turned. From the pictures lining the halls and sitting proudly on the coffee table to the television and magazines he was everywhere, looking at her with that smile that was so characteristic. The tears that had threatened to spill since she woke up without him in the bed next to her for the ninth day in a row finally fell free. She didn’t even raise a hand to wipe them away; a trail of dried tears already on her cheeks.
She thought of the note once more and shuddered slightly. She found herself rising to her feet, unable to control her actions. She walked slowly, like a zombie to the kitchen and picked up the small sheet of paper with trembling hands. She closed her eyes and opened them slowly before reading the words of the note once more.
Angel ,
I’m sorry I left with no notice. I don’t know when I’ll be back, but be assured I’ll be okay.
Don’t call me. Don’t call my brothers or my family. Just don’t worry.
I love you.
He didn’t sign it with his name, already tired of seeing it and writing it hundreds if not thousands of times in his life. She crumbled the note in her hands, not wanting to see it again after looking at it for answers for nine days. If there was a hidden message in the note she’d never know. She tossed it in the trash and walked away, turning the light off behind her. She wondered yet again why he left so suddenly, without warning, and why he didn’t want him to call his family. Their anniversary was coming up in a week. It was their third and until he left he seemed excited about it. He’d kissed her on the forehead every morning when they awoke and told her how many days were left until the day of their marriage would once again arrive.
She’d done what he asked for the most part, and didn’t call his family or friends. She didn’t even call him when she realized he was gone. Her fingers may have dialed most of the number and she may have been itching to call one of his brothers but she managed to keep from doing so. But she couldn’t stop the worry that built up in her chest. Wondering where he was and if he was okay.
It turned out her fears were justified. As she made her way up the stairs to put on an outfit she wouldn’t really put much thought into the memories of the third morning of his disappearance struck her.
She’d walked to the door in her bathrobe, not really caring what she looked like at such an early hour. She hoped it was her husband. Maybe he’d forgotten his key in his speedy escape or wanted to surprise her after his absence. She threw open the door expectantly, only for her face to crumble at the sight of a police officer. He looked grim and his actions wordlessly confirmed her greatest fears.
“No!” she gasped, falling to her knees in agony. “No.”
The police officer didn’t know what to do, his figure bowed with the weight of the message he needed to deliver.
“Mrs. Jonas, there’s been an accident.”
Mah Girlies <3
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There are no words. This is...well, amazing and wonderful and beautiful and heart-wrenching don't seem to do it justice.
Wow.
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| Melissa wrote
There are no words. This is...well, amazing and wonderful and beautiful and heart-wrenching don't seem to do it justice.
Wow.
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aww mellers. i love you.
Mah Girlies <3
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Here's part 2.
She walked into the hospital nervously. Hospitals always made her nervous, but the prospect of what she would find when she made it to the room he was in never ceased to put fear and anxiety in her soul. He had a special room in the Intensive Care Unit, a respectful distance from the other patients yet close enough to get the care he needed. As she walked into his room she wasn’t surprised to see the rest of the Jonas family in the room. His three brothers were slumped on the small sofa, using each other as pillows, trying to get whatever comfort they could in their sleep.
Mama and Papa J (it was impossible to think of them by any other name) were sitting in two chairs side by side looking at the figure lying on the bed with tired eyes. They acknowledged her with exhausted smiles as she walked to his bedside.
He was barely recognizable; wrapped in bandages and resting with his head against the tough hospital pillow. His arms were covered with bandages here and there, but she could still see the wedding ring on the hand she took softly. There wasn’t a response, but she didn’t really expect one. The doctor explained things in words she could barely comprehend in her worry and fear but one thing stood out from all of his meetings with the family—he was hanging by a thread. The life support machine beeped now and then letting the inhabitants of the room know that he was still there. But for how long was anyone’s guess.
It was going on a month, and there was no change. All appearances, tour dates, anything band related was cancelled and she had to sit through countless press conferences with the boys and their parents to assure the fans that they were doing all they could to help him recover. While they didn’t tell them how close to death one-third of the music group was, the fans supported the family as best as they could. It was a support system she didn’t really understand but appreciated all the same. She needed any support she could get.
“The doctor came by this morning,” Denise’s voice said quietly from the chair she was standing next to. After the silence it shocked her and she jumped slightly, gripping her husband’s hand in shock.
She nodded her head, knowing what was coming. When they found out he needed to be put on life support the family had done research and realized that unless he started to recover they’d need to decide whether or not to keep him on the support system or to let him go. It was something that had come up nearly every visit, but she couldn’t bring herself to make that decision. It was put into her hands—she got to choose whether or not her husband would be kept alive but never really able to recover or to let him go and never have him near her again.
“I just…can’t.” she finally said, and she watched as one of his brothers stirred on the couch. He waved at her and gave her a tired smile, a fake one she was all too accustomed to. It was the same one she’d given his parents when she walked in. “It’s either murder him or let him suffer. I can’t do it. You decide, I trust you.”
She was immediately enveloped in a hug by his parents, and released her grip on the unresponsive hand she held to hug them back. She was never really one for hugs, but lately she enjoyed the simple comfort they provided. “Are you sure you want us to decide?” she heard Papa J whisper. She heard a flurry of motion and she knew the other two brothers on the couch were awake and listening for her response.
“I trust you to do what he would want.” She replied, pulling away from the hug and wiping her eyes awkwardly with her hand.
“We’re going to tell the doctor to let him go. To be at peace. To be free in Eternity,” someone said, causing her to burst into a fresh bout of sobs.
Mah Girlies <3
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Amazing. I'm really, really having trouble finding ways to comment this adequately, and I've decided it can't be done.
You're amazing.
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| Melissa wrote
Amazing. I'm really, really having trouble finding ways to comment this adequately, and I've decided it can't be done.
You're amazing.
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i'm not amazing.
far from it.
this is entirely fueled by the emotions and drama i've had to deal with today.
Mah Girlies <3
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Ashley,
I don't know how on earth you think you should or even CAN apologize for something like this. You can't. It's far too beautiful and tragic and amazing and lovely and heartbreaking in the most wonderful of ways. You haven't mentioned which one it is, and that's one of the best attributes of this fic. You don't concentrate on who's your favorite or which one this is happening to. You feel for the character. You become more engrossed in the story, the situation, the emotion itself--regardless of characters and faces. And that is a quality of a true writer, and you fit that part to every detail, Ashley. You wrote this story as an escape, or rather as an outlet for your emotion. That is the sign of a true writer, forget that it's amazing and enthralling even though you claim you aren't trying and you're just writing. You're amazing. I just thought you should know that. And I'm lucky that you would ever spare me a second glance. I'm grateful to have a friend like you. Not everyone has the privilige to be able to say that they know someone as talented and enthusiastic and awesome as you are.
<3 Ren <3
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| perfervid_heart wrote
Ashley,
I don't know how on earth you think you should or even CAN apologize for something like this. You can't. It's far too beautiful and tragic and amazing and lovely and heartbreaking in the most wonderful of ways. You haven't mentioned which one it is, and that's one of the best attributes of this fic. You don't concentrate on who's your favorite or which one this is happening to. You feel for the character. You become more engrossed in the story, the situation, the emotion itself--regardless of characters and faces. And that is a quality of a true writer, and you fit that part to every detail, Ashley. You wrote this story as an escape, or rather as an outlet for your emotion. That is the sign of a true writer, forget that it's amazing and enthralling even though you claim you aren't trying and you're just writing. You're amazing. I just thought you should know that. And I'm lucky that you would ever spare me a second glance. I'm grateful to have a friend like you. Not everyone has the privilige to be able to say that they know someone as talented and enthusiastic and awesome as you are.
<3 Ren <3
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ren.
not only do you tend to make me speechless with your ramblings (you'd prefer them to be called spiels) on any given topic, but you make me speechless with your writing and your comments.
thank you.
Mah Girlies <3
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| perfervid_heart wrote
Ashley,
I don't know how on earth you think you should or even CAN apologize for something like this. You can't. It's far too beautiful and tragic and amazing and lovely and heartbreaking in the most wonderful of ways. You haven't mentioned which one it is, and that's one of the best attributes of this fic. You don't concentrate on who's your favorite or which one this is happening to. You feel for the character. You become more engrossed in the story, the situation, the emotion itself--regardless of characters and faces. And that is a quality of a true writer, and you fit that part to every detail, Ashley. You wrote this story as an escape, or rather as an outlet for your emotion. That is the sign of a true writer, forget that it's amazing and enthralling even though you claim you aren't trying and you're just writing. You're amazing. I just thought you should know that. And I'm lucky that you would ever spare me a second glance. I'm grateful to have a friend like you. Not everyone has the privilige to be able to say that they know someone as talented and enthusiastic and awesome as you are.
<3 Ren <3
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i can not come up with a good enough comment after reading that one.
but i suppose i will try even if Ren did say everything that needed to be said.
this is absolutely brillance.
and i really don't care if you say it's bad...
cause it totally isn't.
it's brillant
and the fact that i cried at the last chapter
is prove enough for me on that.
even if i didn't cry though this is still brillant.
th fact that you don't mention which boy it is...
makes you feel for the character even more
cause of what Ren said before.
and i totally feel like i had something else to say
but i can't remember what it was.
i will say though that i absolutely love this.
and i can't wait to read the other two parts.
My Stories and Joint Stories
Who's The Dog?
Childhood Memories Turn To Teenage Woes (CSKS Joint)
Something in the Music (joint with Ashley and Corinne)
Captured In The Moment {Kevin ff}
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