~ The One I Need ~ Johlex Fanfiction ~

Mixed

I wake in the comfort of my own bed, confused as to why I didn't have the cuts on my arms.

Well, any more than I had last night. What the hell was happening?

I check to see if they were sewn or wrapped up or something, but nothing. Nothing was there. There weren't any new, fresh cuts. I glance over at the clock and I see that it's six in the morning. I only had fifteen minutes until I had to leave. I jump out of bed and grab a pair of skinny jeans and a black and white striped blouse. I take my phone off of the charger, I pull on my shoes and as I glance at myself in the mirror, I think to myself, "Maybe it was just a dream. A really bad dream." Ignoring the fact, I get ready for my makeup. I put my foundation, concealer, and winged liner on before grabbing my bag and walking into the livingroom. Witnessing the Emperor of Hell still passed out drunk from last night, I also see mom walking back and forth, gnawing at her nails. I glance over at her and ask, "Mom, what's wrong?" She ruffles her hair like a crazy person and responds, "I can't do this. I can't anymore. I- I just can't be with him at all anymore. It came to me last night, before I went to bed - he doesn't have a job, he doesn't treat me like a mature woman, and he just ignores whatever he needs to do only to drink or smoke. So, Alex, in conclusion, we're leaving. This Saturday." I gasp in shock, then in happiness. I ask, "Are you serious right now?" She nods her head and chuckles as tears well in her eyes.

I run over and hug her tightly across her chest. She does the same and whispers to me, "I'm sorry, Alex. I've never noticed that I haven't even paid attention to you for the past two years because of him. Can you ever forgive me?" I nod quickly against her shoulder, her pale pink robe feeling soft against my cheek. I wipe away a tear coming down my cheek, then I comment towards her, "We can talk later, but I need to get to school. I love you."

She pats my back and grips my hand before I gently pull away. Striding to the the front door with a grin on my face, I pull my ear buds and phone out, then listen to some Sleeping With Sirens as I wait for the bus. After several minutes, the large yellow vehicle pulls into the driveway and I immediately jog on to the bus and sit in the back, per usual.

The bus ride feels shorter. I keep the smile on my face as I think about mom leaving Randy and seeing Johnnie. The bus stops in front of the high school and the we get off. I keep my headbuds in my ears and hop up the stairs as I see Mark and Carl with arm casts. Gently squinting at them, I walk over to them and ask, "What did you say? To get yourselves into those casts?" They sigh and Mark responds, "I just said that I had a really nasty fall in the woods." I glare over at Carl and he replies, "I said that I had an accident in Ag." I give a smug grin and comment, "Good," before glancing at their arms again. "You know that Johnnie will make you regret attacking me. And before you even think of doing it again, actually think." Then I walk into the front of the building.

Johnnie is leaning against his locker, texting his roommate. I tap him on the shoulder and he spins around to face me. Smiling, I say, "Hi." He says, "Hi," back. He pulls me in for a hug and I hug him back. He lets out a shaky breath and I question, "What's wrong?" He wipes under his eye and lets me go. "It's just my roommates, Bryan and Kyle. They're going to some event with their families this weekend and I'm staying home alone. I hate being alone... It just makes me paranoid, I guess." I begin thinking and ask, "What if I went over? You know, just to help make you less paranoid?" He looks down and comments, "I couldn't ask you to do that."

"You didn't ask. I offered." He chuckles and says, "Alright. Let's do it. Well, uh, I mean, the coming over part." I let out a small chuckle and state, "Calm down, Johnnie. I understand what you're saying." He grins and leans his forehead on his locker. I ask, "Wanna get some quick breakfast?" He nods and replies, "Sure."

When we enter the cafeteria, I grab a quick breakfast burrito and he gets a salad with ranch on the side and nuts. I ask, "You vegetarians don't really eat a lot except for salad, do you?" He lets out a sly chuckle and responds, "I don't. This is just to," he puts up his middle and index fingers for quotation, "'cleanse my palate.'" I let out an, "Ahhh," in understanding. He shoots a glance at me every once in a while, but I'm not even sure if it means what I think it does. To break the awkward silence, I ask, "Johnnie, do you really think you have feelings for me?" He stares at me like I caught him off guard. Well, I guess that I kinda did. He comments, "Well...I don't think so. I know so. I get that we've just met yesterday, but I can't stop thinking about you." A shiver runs down my back like a leech. I say, "I can't stop thinking about you, either. I really feel like we have a connection." He smiles and says, "Me too." I stare at his plump lips, they're just begging for my lips on them. He bites at his lip rings, turning me on even more.

I have a feeling he knows that I'm staring at his mouth, so I take a deep breath and take a bite out of my burrito. He stabs his fork into the lettuce and a sliced tomato with a bit of ranch dribbled onto the fork, and he bites down on the fork, then let's the salad slide into his mouth. The chewing is so mild, but the crunching lettuce sounded so delectable. He swallows and says, "Yes?" I look up and my eyes are glued to his. He takes a sip of his Diet Coke and continues eating his salad as I respond, "Uhm...nothing." Then the bell for first period rings.