Hollywood Undead |One Shots|

J Dog- Paper And String

Warning: Trigger Warning- hospital (cause I care)

You were sound asleep, dreaming about Jorel standing there, his handsome features stood out more and his smile held warmth. You glided across the floor like air towards him, he roughly wrapped his arms around your waist lifting you in the air. No sound came out when you giggled, that didn't matter, he placed you back down. Everything felt right, the atmosphere and scenery was perfect, light and airy with falling sparkles around. Jorel's dazzling up close display sent warm chills down your spine, his left hand went to his pocket. He pulled out a small newspaper cover box, small enough to fit in his palm itself, a white string tied around it. You examine his masked excitement as he started to unravel the gift.

Slowly things started to fade and fade, til you couldn't see the gift, Jorel smiled sadly and disappeared. His body heat, his smile, and himself was gone, you began to hyperventilate. Something in you told you to run, the sound of your feet stomping on the ground wasn't heard either. Your feet kept running and running til you ran in the pitch darkness, chasing after a retreating Jorel.

Someone's hand was gripped onto your shoulders, shaking til you woke up. The stranger help you to sit up straight and the familiar surroundings reminding you were in your room.

"Hey, are you ok? Fuck, don't scare me like that!" Jorel hugged you, his breathing hitch, like he was crying. Instantly wrapping around him, comforting him with lots of affection and words of promise.

"Shh.. I'm ok, I'm ok." Jorel peered in your eyes for truth, he placed his hands on both your cheeks, forehead to forehead.

"Please don't scare me like that." Pleading for the impossible, his lips softly were on top of your own. "I love you (y/n)." Whispering the words that had you sprung from the start.

"I love you too." Your heart clench when you remember the nightmare you had, realizing that it.. will soon come true. "I love you so much." You broke down crying, Jorel wiped your and his stray tears, then hugged you like it was the last.

"(Y/n), I planned a special day today to forget about it. What do you say?" Jorel requested, you nodded eagerly as Jorel was pleased to leave behind the emotional morning. You carefully swung your legs off the bed as Jorel picked out your clothes and turning on the shower for you.

After getting ready and heading out in Jorel's car to the unknown destination for some time, he pulled in the parking lot of a amusement park and mini golf.

"Ohh this is gonna be fun." Joyfully speaking like a child as you jumped out of the car, Jorel chuckled when you smiled excitedly and twirled in the dress he picked. "Lets go before we won't get go on all the-" Your squeal turned into a coughing fit, Jorel patted on your back, later coughing turned into hacking. He placed you on the curb, jogged back in his car to fetch your medicine, a bottle of water, and tissues. J handed you the tissue, you coughed in it and pulled away a little bit, seeing something that terrified you, but quickly hiding it away from him before he saw it.

"Are you sure you still want to do this?" J sat next to you, muttering worryingly. You swallowed the pill and water down, full of determination, you held his hand and smiled genuinely.

"Yes, I want to spend all the time we have together." Standing up too fast and losing your balance, but regained it back when Jorel didn't notice. You took his hand and trotted off with him behind. Jorel paid for a mini golfing and the rides, you held his arm as support, "ready?" Concern, nonetheless he wanted to be with you.

"Yes and let's go!" You dragged him, Jorel hurriedly caught up with you and slid his arm around you. The amusement park was huge, yet small at the same time, Jorel knew how much you love coming to this one in particular, since this is where most your memories with Jorel are made here. "J let's go on Fiery Dragon! Let's go!" Complaining like a child, he smiled and allowed you to lead the way through the swarm of little kids. Even it didn't show, it hurt to see all the kids running back to their parents, seeing them hugging and holding hands to go home. The two of you stood in line, talking casually until both of you were at the front. "Jorel this gonna be fu-" then the coughing fit happened again, Jorel moved you some where you could sit down. He came prepared and gave you the medicine and water.

"I think we should stick to mini golfing." Suggesting the better opinion for your health, you were bummed out about not going on your favorite ride and causing a scene.

"Yeah, thanks for looking for me J." Standing up and hugging him tight, he rested his chin on top of your head, he pulled away and looked at you.

"Come let's go before we run out of daylight." Rushing you like what you did earlier, this revived your lost smile and following him to the golf course. He went to get the little things needed, you had a (f/c) golf ball and Jorel had a yellow one.

It was hole 13 and Jorel in winning by 6, you concentrated hard and mathematically tried you figure out the force and wind speed. Jorel rolled his eyes, you took a swing and made a hole in one, for once.

"Yes I did it! Finally!" You walked over to the flag, picked up your ball, something caught your eye. Jorel slid by you and picked it up and showing it to you, it was covered in newspapers and tied with string.

"Congrats, here's you gift." You smiled and pulled the string, the newspaper opened by itself, there was a ring. His fingers traced over your left ring finger then sliding on the wedding ring, "we have a limited amount of time, but I want to spend it all with you. I've always wanted to make you my wife before the terrible happens. (Y/n), will you marry me?" Tears rolled down your cheeks and your (e/c) eyes admire the metal object around your finger, repeatedly saying yes and nodding quickly.

:-:

It's three weeks after the wedding, it wasn't too big or small, but perfect. Jorel was handsome and you were beautiful in your white simple dress. As time went on, your coughing fits has been getting worse each day where you had to go the hospital, currently you were lying in bed. A monitor was beeping along with your heartbeat, Jorel walked in and you smiled warmly.

"Hi baby, how you're doing?" You asked him, he shrugged and pulled a chair besides you, holding your hand.

"I'm good, it feels different without you home. It feels more.. gloomy." Your husband voiced cracked, he cleared his throat and stared at your sickly appearance. Dark bags, pale skin, and an unhealthy weight for your age, 27. "I love you."

"I love you too." You reached for his hand, gripping around his finger with little strength. "Jorel, thank you for being in my life, honestly, you gave me love and support I thought I'd never have. Thank you so much." Slightly choking on your words and a few tears strayed down your pale cheeks, Jorel laid his forehead on hand.

"It not fair. You're supposed to live longer-"

"Shh.. I know. But life can do terrible things."

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Extended Ending.
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It's been 6 months since (y/n) passed away from lung cancer, she fought long enough to stay alive for another 2 months. Jorel is on a slow recovery to heal his broken heart, the death has taken a lot from his motivation to continue with Hollywood Undead. His friends convinced him to move forward and use his sorrow to write songs about (y/n), which was Coming Back Down, Believe, and some in The Loss,

Jorel still held on to her ring in remembrance of the last special day they had together, at the amusement park. He remembered it like it was barely yesterday, there was even days when he puts it on, even though it's too small on him. He wrapped the ring on newspapers and string, the ring itself took so much of his money that he couldn't afford the box.

Right now, he just hopes that (y/n) is ok with him dating again.

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I'm so sorry for the tears. I posted another story of you like Naruto or Creepypasta, please go check that out.

And what's your favorite one shots like sad, happy, proposal, humor? This is just future references, so yeah.

Plus this was inspired by Mayday Parade, Terrible Things

The picture tho.