The mystery killer-a janoskians fanfic

The fruneral

Lisa wipes the tears off her face as she sees her boyfriend being lowered into the ground. She can't believe that this will be the last time in saying goodbye. All their plans to get married and start a family was ruined. No one really knows how he died. As the priest is talking, she grips onto her father tightly so she won't fall onto the ground because she was weak in the knees.

Everything feels slow motion to her. Like it's all a dream. But really, it's a nightmare that's come true. She looks at her mum and wants to scream because her mum is smiling! Not even looking sad at all. Lisa is going to miss his personality and royalty the most. She won't forget the way he always cheered her up.

His brunette hair that was always spiked up perfectly. His chocolate brown eyes melting you away. His faired olive skin that looks so perfect. The way he smelt. He always smelt so good. Lisa loved him and still does. How can she go on without him? Jack was the best thing that's ever happened to her and now that he's gone, she feels like she can't love or see another man the way she did with jack. She's interrupted on her train of thought as the priest says to her. 

"Would Lisa smith, the girlfriend of jack like to say a few words?"

She nodded before standing where he was. She keeps telling herself to not cry. But it's too late. Her eyes are already glassy.

She takes a deep breath before saying. "First I'd like to say thank you all for coming. He would have appreciated it. He's always been a people's person and everyone loved him. I loved him. I always had and always will. I will miss everything about him. The fact that he cared about other people more than himself was so inspirational of him. I just hope he's in a better place. Love you forever and always jack."

She's surprised her voice wasn't cracking throughout the whole time. But it's too late she's knelt down beside her boyfriends grave crying. Covering her face with her hands. Not caring about her makeup right now. She starts to breathe heavily like the life has been sucked right out of her. It has in a way. There's a whole inside her heart that jack needs to fill.

Her dad helps her up and she looks up to him clearly with hurt and grieving into her eyes. But there's something that caught Lisa's attention. His hazel-brown eyes so mesmerizing. His brunette hair in a neat little quiff. Lisa can't stop looking towards the boy up and down.

She snaps back into reality, realizing that liking someone else but jack is wrong. After the service only his family and friends went to an old pub for the after party. Which really confuses Lisa because there's nothing to have a party after someone dies.

She arrives in the pub later than most people and looks around for her dad. He's no where to be seen. Lisa soon feels a tear drop down her face again. How will she live without him.

She turns around to see an ugly looking monster also know as her mother staring at her. Looking angry at Lisa for some reason.

Lisa's mum scowls at her. "Lisa stop crying you worthless mutt! He's dead now! Get over it!!"

Her mother than walks away leaving Lisa even more upset. How can she get over it? How can she not cry? She ran off to the bathrooms crying. Looking in the mirror screaming! Her breathing starts to shake as she's trying to control herself for not losing control. But it's too late.

She's locked herself in the cubicles and pulls out a razor from her pocket. She keeps one just in case she needs it. She has no choice but to cut. Cut until she dies. Cut until everything is over.

She screams. "This is for you jack!!"

By that she slices her wrist wincing with pain. She makes another and another until she hears the door slam open making her drop the razor.

A husky voice wafts through the bathroom. "Lisa? Lisa is that you?"

She falls to the floor still in the cubicle crying.

His voice is heard again. "Lisa? What's wrong? Come on I saw you go in here... Come out please..."

She stutters. "Why? My life is shit as it is. I can't take it any...anymore..."

The boy comes closer to the door leaning against it as she is leaning against it on the other side. She's still crying.

He speaks again. "Please open up Lisa... I want to help you..."

She hesitates before opening it. She gasp as she realize it's the same guy that she was checking out earlier. Only his face is a lot hotter close up.

She asks. "Who...who are you?"

He replies. "I'm jai Brooks... I was your boyfriends team mate in soccer..."

"Oh..."

"Yeah he was a nice bloke.."

She nods before jai noticing the cuts on her wrist. He says. "Here let me take care of that..."

He grabs a wet cloth and holds onto the wound tightly making Lisa wince out of sting.

Jai asks. "Why did you do it...? I mean why did you cut yourself..?

She replies. "Because without jack I'm nothing. I don't deserve to live."

"Yes you do... Everyone does. Even if they're not the nicest people they should live."

"No one would care if I die..." Tears streaming down her face again. He wipes them off her cheek and lifts her head up

"Hey don't say that. I would care. You're beautiful and you have so much to live for. If you need someone to talk to please call me... Here's my number..."

He handed him a paper with his number on it. She couldnt help but blush. "Thank you jai..."

"Anytime..."

And by that he left her feeling different. Feeling something again.... She had a smal smile plastered on her face. Was this a start of something new...!