(A/N - the stories set in LA in Bryan's and johnnies flat - also please bare with me, this is my first MDE fanfic. Also I'd like to thank @frankskilljoy for making the cover and @greenchemicallow for helping edit, it means a lot. Thank you guys.)
•Jordan's POV•
Death count - 1
"SHANNON" I screamed, trying to catch her in mid fall. I heard a muffled scream as she fell down the chasm with fiery red and orange liquid at the bottom.
It's just a game, it's just a game, it's just a game.
I shut my eyes tight, until I went dizzy from the light show in my brain.
ITS JUST A GAME!
I sat up sharply, struggling for breath and sweat trickling from my forehead down to my neck where my Nintendo shirt soaked it up. I climbed off Bryan's sofa and lifted the laptop off of my legs, I checked the time. 2:37am. I presumed the others had gone to bed by now. Gees, I need to stop recording house of pain videos before I go to sleep.
But something was more vivid about this one, like it was actually true. Like I actually saw one of my friends plummet to their death. No, Jordan, it's just a nightmare, chill the hell out.
I grabbed the last of kyles peace teas out of the fridge. Eh he won't mind, he can buy more later.
Before I fell asleep I was recording the second episode of house of pain. I have a love hate relationship with that damn game thus causing me to have a love hate relationship with Dolan. Nah I love him really - as a friend of course - and I miss him . He plays along with me from Australia, it's kinda fun.
SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE SH-SH-SHAKE IT
My phone bleared out shake it by metro station, one of my favourite bands of ALL TIME. Ben was calling me, doesn't he know what time it is here? I answered pretty fast so it didn't wake the others. "Hey" I sighed in a rather monotone voice, "whow some one woke up on the wrong side of the bed" he chuckled slightly to him self "dude, it's 2:40 in the morning. What'd you want?" I complained in response. "Really? Sorry if I woke you, I forgot about the time difference" "s'fine, I was just awake anyway, the nightmares are getting worse, more real..." "Hey it's just a dream okay?" "But it feels like its really happening and all I can do is watch my closets friends die. It's just like house of pain, but not built on Minecraft" There was a growing silence so I decided to change the subject. "How's everything and everyone back home?" "Everything's cool. I miss our one word stories though" I could hear him laughing away to him self on the other end of the phone, all the way around the other side of the world. God he's far away, too far. "Look, man I better go, I'm gonna wake these guys up. I'll text you later" "bye jordy." He hung up before I could protest against the fact that he'd just called me "jordy" .
I finished the can of peace tea and trudged back over too the couch. I grabbed my headphones, plugged them into my laptop and played owl city to drift me to sleep, hoping for no more nightmares.
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House Of Pain (My Digital Escape/Jordan Sweeto)
Fanfic•Jordan's POV• "SHANNON STOP" I screamed as fast as I could. It's too late. An unfamiliar voice laughed in my head. Everything was happening in slow motion. Shannon was bargaining through the door as I screamed for her to stop.
