29 ~Dreams~

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***Jenna's POV***

Josh was showing me around the town of Frankenmuth. It was a cute little place with a HUGE Christmas shop. He showed me all his favorite places and it was no surprise one of them was the library. It was quaint, but warm, books stretched all the way to the ceiling with a wheeled ladder to reach the top. Leather couches surrounded the roaring fireplace.

"Joshua!" The librarian got up and made our way to us. She was definitely in her 70s with a full head of grey hair tied back in a bun, but she had the life of a 20 year old.

"Ange!!" Josh pulled her into a warm embrace as she came over to him.

"Where've you been, kid?"

"Living the dream, let me tell you. How have you been? The library looks nice as ever."

"Same old. Well I just wanted to say hi, I know you probably have a busy schedule you little rockstar. Nice seeing you."

"Best friends with a librarian… doesn't surprise me in the slightest," I chuckled as the librarian went into the back room.

"Oh shut up," he laughed, holding his arm out for me to take. I wrapped my arm around his and rested my cheek on his shoulder. As we were looking through the rock magazines in the front a little girl came running in hysterically. She looked about 5 or 6. Josh rushed over to her and squatted down to talk to her, I followed squatting next to him.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?" Josh said in a high, soft voice.

"I-I I lost my mom," she said with staggered breaths. Her face was all red and splotchy and her eyes were bloodshot.

"It will be okay, we're gonna find her," Josh put his hand on her arm and smiled at her. She looked over to me and ran into my arms. A little shocked, I wrapped my arms around her and she buried her face in my chest.

"Josh, let's take her over by the fire," I said quietly to him, rubbing the little girl's back. "Do you want to go sit by the fire?" I asked her, she looked up at me with her big eyes and nodded weakly. My heart broke at this. I picked her up and we all went to sit on the old leather couch that you sunk into when you sat down.

"What's your name, little girl?" Josh asked as she sat on my lap, facing Josh, leaning against me.

"Lonnie Theisan"

"Lonnie Theisan!?" Josh said with an animated voice. "I know your mom! Michelle, right?"

"Yeah that's her!!!! Do you know where she is?" Lonnie sat up with excitement.

"No, but I can call her right now." She watched Josh with hope and anticipation and he searched through his contacts for a Michelle Theisan. "Hello, Michelle-"

"Did you find Lonnie, please tell me you are calling about Lonnie." I heard a hysterical woman cry out through Josh's phone.

"Yep, we've got her right her-"

"Where are you!?"

"At the library-"

"I'm on my way." She hung up quickly.

"Good news, Lonnie, mom's on her way right now!" Josh said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!' She jumped out of my lap and into Josh's, attacking him with a hug. Like me, Josh was surprised at first but then melted into the hug.

"Do you wanna hear a story?"

"Yeah, yeah!" She sat up and looked at Josh intently.

"When I was little, about your age, I used to get into all kinds of trouble. I'd wander off from my parents and go exploring when we were out at a store, walking through town, at the park or the beach, and then when I did remember I was alone, I was never far away from my mom or my dad or my siblings. You may think you lost your family, but they're never too far. If you just stay close, they will find you, they always do." As Josh finished, Lonnie leaned back on Josh's chest and we sat by the fire in silence. I watched him stroke her soft blonde hair as she fell asleep in his arms. I was overcome with pure joy and love at that moment. After a few minutes, Michelle burst in the door. We turned around and I jumped up, waving at her. She ran over.

"Mom!" Lonnie leaned off of Josh and into her mother's arms.

"Are you okay, Lon?" Michelle asked with concern.

"Yeah. I'm alright, Mom."

“Thank you so much,” she gave us a hug and smiled warmly at us. "I wish I could stay and catch up but I need to get home and make dinner!" Josh and Michelle laughed.

"I don't know how you do it, Michelle." We followed them outside before going our separate ways. "She has 8 kids. Lonnie is the youngest."

"8 kids!? Holy shit!" I said in shock. "You were so good with Lonnie."

"So were you! She just looked so comfortable and natural in your arms." I smiled softly as he said this. "We should get back home for dinner," Josh said, looking at his watch.

***Bella’s POV***

I was sitting in between the barricade and the stage, taking pictures of the band as they finished the concert. The lights went out and the boys went off stage. I was escorted backstage, excited to see my fiance who did amazing tonight.

“Have you seen Jake?” I asked a roadie. He shook his head. “Hey, have you seen Jake?” I asked another roadie.

“Uhh, I think he went that way,” he pointed down the hall. I pranced down the hall, apprehensive to shower Jake in kisses. I turned the corner and saw his hair down the hall.

“Jake! You did so g-” I stopped in my tracks when I noticed he wasn’t alone. I approached him to see he was pinning a girl against the wall, the same girl from the Bridgeport concert. He didn’t notice I called his name and continued kissing the girl in the slutty outfit. “Jake?” He heard me this time and turned around to see me right behind him.

“Bella?”

I shot up from my sleep in a sweating panic. I turned over and my heart began to beat double the already racing speed as I was greeted with an empty bed. I clutched the sheets.

"Jake?" I said. He's gone, I thought. Maybe it wasn't a dream. Maybe he really was with that girl last night. Was I wrong about him? I looked at my hand. My ring sparkled in the morning light pouring in from the window. Unspeakable thoughts began racing through my mind as I contemplated taking off the ring. My fingers toyed with it, figeted with it, but I couldn't will myself to take it off. Where is he? "Jake!?" I said louder.

"Yeah?" Jake came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His still wet skin glistened in the sun and his soaked hair reminded me of Poseidon. He looked up at me as I sat up. The look on his face made me grow worried.

"What?" I asked growing worried. He did cheat on me. He doesn't love me anymore. He's gonna leave me. I just know it.

"You… you…" he stared at me, trying to formulate a sentence. "You look breath taking." I looked down as he said this and couldn't help but smile. I looked at the ring, this time not with disappointment but with pure joy and love. I finally realized, he was different from the other men I'd been with. He was loyal. He was true. He was… mine.

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