Short Character Stories (Mainly about Johnny Depp)

Let Johnny Help (Part 16)

This is based off of a dream I had a few days ago. The dream in it's entirety was really sad, but this is a quick sum up of it.

So in my dream I got locked inside of a car and was beaten up. The man that did it posted a video of him hurting me online and everyone saw it. I felt really embarrassed about it and refused to comment on what happened. until...

I hated being at this cafe. 'Why would they bring me here after what happened?' I thought to myself. The café was very busy, (probably because you were in London and it was a Sunday). All of the inside tables were full so me and my friends had to enjoy the warm weather outside while we ate.

The sun was high in the sky at this time and the meal was less of a breakfast and more of a lunch. The circle was large and rounded with an umbrella that went through the centre of it that kept the sum off us.

I ordered a waffle with some strawberries on the side, even though I wasn't in the mood to eat them. One of my other friends ordered pancakes and my older friend who was like a mum to me got a type of breakfast sandwich (i think). We all tucked into our meal and everything was going well until I heard a familiar laugh coming from the left of the me. 

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw who it was, it was none other than Johnny Depp. My cheeks instantly became hot and red and I sweated a little. 

"Look who it is..." I said to my table unamused. My friends looked over, but seemed a lot happier to see Johnny there than I did. "Of course someone like him is here, people like him are following me everywhere since-"

"Oh, Sarah." The younger female friend said. "He, (and the rest of the world) only want to help you."

"Just cause he knows what it's like to be hurt by someone he loves doesn't mean I want him getting involved." I pulled my chair out and marched back inside, leaving both of my friends alone to finish eating. Johnny spotted me leaving, got his phone and texted his friends.

I had no idea where I was going, but I kept walking anyway. I wanted to go back into my hotel room, but knew the hot weather would be too much to bear. I wandered around the hotel then spotted a sign that said, 'Roof Top bar' on it along with 'Open 24 hours a day for 18+' written below it. I made sure I had my idea in my wallet and pushed the glass doors open and took a seat near the bar. 

It was only then when I spotted 2 of Johnny's friends, Gina and Stephan Deuters. I recognised them from Instagram and Twitter and they clearly recognised me from the awful video my ex posted online earlier that year. They both walked towards me and asked if I was ok.

"Sarah, Johnny is only trying to give you some advice. He understands-"

"I know, but please tell him I'd rather less people talked about what happened. No matter what he or anyone else says I won't take him to court for the video. I just want to move on with my life."

Gina and Stephan acknowledged how you felt, but said they wanted to have Johnny meet me here in a little while after lunch to discuss things further. I agreed only so they'd leave me alone and I remained seated as they returned to Johnny's table downstairs. I ordered a pink coloured cocktail and tried to push all the bad thoughts to the back of my mind.

Johnny did as his friends said and met up with me in the bar after he finished his lunch. He looked calm, but also shy. He walked right in and took a seat opposite you. A few people who were at the bar looked shocked to see him gracefully walk in and sat opposite me.

"Isn't it too early to be drinking?" He joked to try and lighten the mood.

I shrugged.

I could tell I didn't want to joke about anything so he became more serious. "Sarah, I am so sorry about what happened, but please listen to people when they tell you to report him to the police."

"The police already know about the video. I just chose not to press charges. I know he'll deny it and he won't get sent to prison."

"He might if you have good lawyers. I have some very good ones, let me help you-"

"How do expect me to afford good lawyers. Nobody cares about me, Mr Depp. Not in real life anyway. I am just a girl who has had something really bad happen to her and not you or anyone else can help me get out of this."

"I'll pay for your legal troubles, I want you to have the justice I got eventually after years of trying. I had the best lawyers and I can get them to help you too."

"But I-"

"Please." He stood up. "I'll get a contract wrote up from my lawyers to you and all you'll have to do is sign it. What hotel room is yours?"

"Room 73 on the 8th floor."

"Good. I'll have it sent to you before this evening. Please don't worry, darling." Johnny shook my hand then walked away, I assumed back downstairs. I finished my cocktail then also returned downstairs to see my friends.

"Where did you go?" One of your friends asked.

"Doesn't matter. I'm tired."

Your older friend sniffed your chest, "Have you been drinking?"

I shrugged.

You looked over and some of Johnny's friends were still there, but Johnny himself wasn't.

"Do you think I should listen to whatever everyone is telling me?" You asked your friends.

"Yes, you need to show victims that they are not alone."

"Ok..." I said.

THE END

This was only a dream so don't worry. I do tend to have very odd dreams so this is probably why the dream is a little intense. I have others dreams I could write about too that are either Gellert Grindelwald or Johnny Depp themed. bye :)