time went by quicker then I thought it would with my time with Johnathan and Dio. I became Johnathan's close friend and confidant, but in return my time Speedwagon began to decrease from a couple times a week to him avoiding me to hang out with his gang of boys. I made every effort to find out the answer from everyone and anybody, but they either didn't know or chose to ignore me.
My loss of the first friend I made when I initially arrived in this unfamiliar nation all those years ago still hurts and weighs heavily on my heart. I'm not sure what I did to justify his lack of interest in me, but I would give anything to know how to make things right. ive even checked the book to see if it would tell me but i got nothing useful.
I spent quite some time reading and studying the book, it felt strange to see my friends lives spread out into pages that apparently only I can see. Everything seems so bizarre to me how the future would play out, vampires? Hammon? And Dios page un nerved me completely. Apparently he has...a crush on me, a strange one at that.
His page in deep red ink made me all the more determined to make sure Johnathan and erinas lives are safe and happy. The book only provides what it deems as important to my well being, which is why someone like dios page is more specific then erinas. All this knowledge makes my head spin in pain as I try to figure this out.
Years go by and not only has relationships change but our bodies as well. I started growing slightly taller and my body began to develop into my mother's figure from before she past, large hips and large chest along with chubby stomach and thighs (basically a milf body put on a 5 foot 3 girl). It was extremely difficult to hide these....developments but I just replaced my cloak with a much larger one that drags along the floor wrapping around my entire body (like raven for teen titans).
True to my father's word and will he sold the home the moment I turned 18, he died when I was 17. The nanny he left me with, left without a word on the morning of my 18th birthday. I held no attachment to her but respected her duty to raising me.
I went to live with the joestar family. When Johnathan found out I was homeless on my birthday he begged his father to let me stay, and to my surprise he welcomed me into his home and life with open arms. Ever since I opened up to him he has seen me as a daughter, he respects my wish to stay hidden still from the world. He is even the one who bought me my new wardrobe along with a black cloth mask to cover the lower half of my face.
I still haven't revealed myself to Johnathan, dio, or speedwagon. But for some reason dio and Johnathan have been trying harder then ever to get me to show myself. From sweet talk to hiding my cloak when I am in the bath, unfortunately for them I always find a way to cover up and snitch to Mr joestar. They also began to fight for my attention especially after they turned 18, for what reason I can only assume the worst.
I still trained my body almost every day to be quicker and stronger for the future. I've managed to hold my own for awhile now but dio seems to always discourages me saying I'll never be as strong as him or Johnathan. It angers me sure but it's a nice motivation for sparing against some trees.
I still go back to squalor from time to time, a part of me hopes to be able to find speedwagon and reconnect. But unfortunately I never find him...instead I get into fights every now and again from boys looking to rob me. Practice is practice I suppose.
Let's hope that the future bodes we'll for me and my new family.
"Atticus! Come on you'll miss our rugby match if you don't hurry!!" I hear Johnathan shout from behind my bedroom door.
I look at my face in the mirror and see my eyes have begun to get glossy. I blink the tears away before putting my mask on, I pull up my hood and open the door to see Johnathans smiling face and Dios pouting glare.
"I'm ready guys" I say softly.
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Self-love (Jjba Fanfic)
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