The Game Masters Obsession

Eight Years Overdue, its About Time I Remember You

Bonus Chapter: Disappointment is Cruel, Hope can be Crueler

Eight Years Overdue...

Joseph's POV:

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR JOSEPH,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOOOUUUU!" Everyone screamed around me. Now, my family may be amazing in the arts, but they never quite understood the importance of hitting certain notes and pitches.  They're not your family, only Alex and Calvin.   No, not today, I can't think of them today. But I did. I thought of my mothers brutal rape, and how I was forced to watch it. And no one else knew that I had gone through that, other then Alex, Calvin, and The Angel. Over the years I've forgotten her name, I only remember that she is perfect, and if not perfect, then damn near close to it.
"Joseph, blow out the candles honey, make a wish." Jenna-My mother told me to do. So to satisfy her and practically the whole student body of my school and the staff and half the town, I blew out the damn candles. Eighteen, I can't believe I've lived so long without them. I like to imagine it's not toward for Alex and CalMal, because they were so young. They didn't know mom and dad like I did. They don't remember all the times mom would glare angrily at the wall beside their heads because she thought that it was them. Or the times dad would just narrow his eyes on them, and he was practically shouting in the weirdest loudest mute person way there is. I remember it all, and I miss it. If only I could have done something. If only the boys would have had their parents for just a while longer. I sighed as everyone around me had the time of their lives. It's sad, it's my party, and I'm dying slowly inside with no one who could hear or see me scream and struggle. I hate this, God blessed me all those years ago with foster parents who understand me. And God even let my brothers stay with me! Why am I doing this to myself!? I don't care what or how my family and friends react, one day I'm gonna leave this damn place and never look back. I mean I'm gonna bring my brothers, and I'll talk to my fosters, but that's it. And when I told my therapist this, all he did was laugh and tell me, not as my therapist but as a human to another,  that nobody makes it out these days. Damn him, can't he say something to make me feel better? You know since it's his job! And I'm pretty sure that he's been trying to flirt with my mom, she's married! I wish I could skin him alive, it's not pleasant watching your "friend" ogle your mums tits! Ugh, he's a real-
"Did you know that Pteronophobia is the fear of being tickled by feathers?" A soft voice asked from beside me. Shit! Make noise when your just gonna stand by a person who had no clue that your there! Well, okay that made more sense a minute ago. I turned to her to see a small brunette haired girl around my age. Damn... She's fucking hot! Her brown eyes met mine and I couldn't help but chuckle, because she had to crane her head all the way back just to make eye contact. I have to admit, I love the short ones. Because they are absolutely adorable, and they are feisty. I mean, God made them short, but he to make up for it he added a pot full of spices. Yes, I said that. Hah, the best thing about them is that when I pick them up, they squeal and cling to me. Because it's so far off the ground you know!!! Ahaha, goodness! She blushed and then punched me. SEEEEEE! I didn't even say anything.
"Your not good at controlling what comes out are you, because you said all of that you ass." Wait, hah she should have worded that better.
"Hey now, just because I have an occasional problematic diarrhea session in the bathroom, doesn't mean you have any right to judge! I mean, don't you have taco Tuesday? That shit is horrible!" I said with a smirk, will she laugh or will she be angry? I suspect angry, but instead of replying, she looked down to the ground. Suddenly that wood was damn interesting. I mean look at that lovely brown shaded plank! And look at the one next to it, it's the same. I don't get that. Why do people do that?
"Um, I do t know if you remember me but-" she began, but was stopped before she could finish because my ex decided she'd attack.
"Hey Baby... So about tonight, my house or yours?" Nadia asked me, all the while pushing her barely cover boobs against my chest. Damn, I knew I should have never dated her. This was the third time in a DAY that she was killing my chances of getting dates. Really? I broke up with her months ago, and she still is making me miserable. Usually I feel like a complete ass when I break up with the girls I date, but I can't help it, none of them are HER. The angel. The only good thing I still had to hope for, but what if she's a dream? Nadia was quite frankly, the worst women I have ever met in my entire existence and I hated ever minute I dated her. But Nadia had refused to let her younger sister even talk to my brother if I didn't date her. Oh the things we do for family.
"Neither Nadia, I told you three months and  twenty six days ago that we where over. Please stop bothering me." No matter what I say I will in no way insult or hit a lady. I just couldn't, it was my fathers fault.
"And I told you that if you expected your brother to keep his little girlfriend, that you had better start doing as I ask. So I'm gonna ask again, my place or yours?" I ground my teeth together, damn it all! Nadia was the polar opposite of my Angel. Literally. She's a fucking demon! Where's Moose, Deanie and Misha when you need them!
"You can't talk to him like that!" In all honestly I'd been to busy imagining stabbing Nadia that I had forgot about the little woman next to me. Oh, she's so hot when she's angry! And right now she looked like she was gonna cut off Nadia's head. Nadia snorted and walked up to her, unthreatened. Well who could blame her? The little woman was hot to me, but to probably anyone else in this room, she was absolutely adorable.
"And who the hell do you think you are?" Nadia sneered at her. Wow, height check! Nadia was maybe five seven, and she had about a head on the other girl. Oh no, not my little fire cracker! Dammit I never get the good ones. The tiny brunette looked at me, and her anger seemed to vanish, awe. She's  adorbs!
"You may know me by the name of Angel." She whispered. No way, hah, she's my little angel.
"Well, Angel, go fuck yourself!" Nadia said before turning back to me. And I saw her tiny, heart shaped face go from soft and beautiful to angry and hot as hell yet again. Dang, I like this Angel, she's interesting.  Nadia made it two steps before Angel grabbed her hair and yanked her head down so she could whisper something in her ear. And while they where obviously getting to know each other so well, I was just a standing potato.  I watched as Angel released a very pale Nadia and I couldn't help but sigh happily as Nadia all but ran from us.  Yes! Alone time with the little firecracker...
"D-did you have sex with her?" Angel asked me. Wait what, and to think I thought I'd just lean down and steal a kiss. A man could dream.
"Lord no, she is horrible and probably has an STD."
"Yes, she has genital herpes." Wait how did she know that? And I am so glad I never touched her. That shit is serious.
"Joseph, I have to go." Dammit! I k ew it was to good to be true, I never get the girl- and my thoughts were cut short as she had pulled me down into what had to be the hottest kiss I've ever had in my life. Holy Jesus what was I saying?
"Here's your present, you still have the panic clicker right? Incase you need me." Of course I do, it never leaves my p-wait a minute! Suddenly I couldn't breathe. She was here, she-
"I have to go, I have to go. Goodbye, I'll miss you so much." She murmured against my lips as she pulled me down for yet another scorching kiss.
"When hippos are upset their sweat turns red." I said while furrowing my eyebrows. We where talking about hippos right? Right? I'm just gonna assume that we weren't, since she was laughing into my chest.
"Wow, you know how to make'em swoon Jay." She said while wiping her eyes, of the laugh tears that had gathered. Dammit, I thought I had that under control. What do I say!
"Well, um, you see billy goats urinate on their own heads to smell more attractive to females. Damn!" I wish I could just die, right now. She grimaced, yea, I want to die.
"Um, right then... Goodbye, I'm sorry I haven't visited you until now. Here, my dad is gonna be so pissed. I told him two minutes and it's been an hour." I watched sadly as she moved further from me. I didn't want her to go. I didn't want to be alone anymore.
"I hope you enjoy it. I-I'll miss you." And then she was gone, and I felt hollow all over again. In the small box she handed me, there where three notebooks. No, sketch books. And the note on top read:
So you'll have a part of me.
And in the sketchbooks, there were miraculous drawings of her, of me, of Al and CalMal, and of just nature. They were all so amazing.  Every single one of the sketches, you could feel her in. And I had three books full of her sketches.  At least now I have her to look at when I need her.
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Starr's POV:

"Sorry dad, I just ran into a little trouble and, DAD!" Oh my god, no! Serrina was standing over his body, blood rushing from his neck. Not him, not him!
"Oh calm down, I just got hungry. He'll be fine. Anyway we need to talk, this relationship you have with Captain Davis is... not healthy. So I'm gonna fix this. You have two options, forget that he's your biological father, or I kill him. Simple." Serrina said with a smirk. No, I-I squeezed my eyes shut. I need him. Her hold over me will not last forever. And I need him to be there when I'm set free. I can't let him die.
"Fine, take the memory. And only that one, or else I'll kill you."
"So who's the hunk you where just tongue wrestling with? Can I have a go? Or a sip maybe?" Nope, she went to far.  I grasped her neck and swung her body into the wall behind her. She gasped and struggled to get free of my hold but I lost my temper. Nobody likes me when I loose my temper.
"You will never come here again, or by the word of God I shall slay you or any of your dirty workers that you send to harass him. Leave him be demon, and you shall live another day." I hissed. I'm pretty sure I had gold eyes right now.  I released her and stepped back in disgust as she began to cough and hack up blood. If she was my true sister I might have been worried. If she wasn't literally a leech, I would have gave at least, maybe one shit about how she was. But she isn't, so I don't give a fuck. I'm probably gonna end up killing her anyway. No, I don't want to. I used to adore her, at least until she accidentally dropped me into a bath tub full of water, she didn't mean to! Or when the knife slipped from her hand and just happened to cut me. Yeah, she lost all feeling from me. Especially when I learned she had been feeding off of mum. Yes, that was the first time I stabbed her.
"Just get on with it Serrina, this isn't as my fate goes, and as my fate goes, is exactly what I should avoid."
Ah, the next part I hate, cause you never remember anything of it.
Haha, hah, I can't believe I just made that joke.
Oh well, nighty night.