Two days after the dance, Scar's P.O.V.
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Soooooo, Stacy and Phil were more pissed off than I expected them to be, not that we left them, but..... Bo and Sherry were both dead. We had killed people, not just one person (Which would've been fine) but we killed two people (so it was a big deal). Stacy had to go on a Road Trip to some place called 'Bludhaven' so she had time to cool down with her parents. Phil moved to some other place called 'Metropolis' so they were gone. John had been trying to convince my parents to let us move (alone, just me and him) to this place called 'Gotham City', and now your all caught up!
(Oh, and at the time, we didn't know that they were all close to each other, just pure coincidence *wink wink*)
"Jonathan, I do trust you with Scarlett, but I don't want her leaving until she's ready!!" My dad said to John.
I had refused to get into these conversations for the past few days, no way was I making my dad mad at me.
"She is ready though! She's 21!!!" John said back, just on his tipping point (aka, if my dad didn't agree with him in the next two comments, Blood was going to be spilt)
"We don't know much about the City you're talking about!" My mom said, taking my dad's side.
Jonathan was about to explode, so I stepped up for once.
"How about we take a trip down there!? You guys could see the place, and then give us your decision then!" I suggested.
My parents shared a look. "We'll think about it, and have your answer before tomorrow. Now go outside, or upstairs, or something!" My dad said.
I nodded. "Thanks Daddy!" Then I dragged Johnny up the stairs.
Without a word, I pulled him into my room and pushed him onto the bed.
"You need to calm down." I said simply. I know how he got when he didn't get what he wants, and let me tell you from experience, it is not something you want to see!
I could tell the next thing he said was going to come out like he was in a shouting match, and winning, so I took his hands so he couldn't push me away, and started furiously kissing him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer.
So basically we made out for a little while until I was sure he was calm.
"Calm now?" I asked breathlessly.
He pretended like he had to think about it, then kissed me gently. "Now I am. Thank you though"
"No problem. He's getting more out of hand, isn't he?" I asked quietly.
Lately, Jonathan has been having personality problems, which basically means, His other personality is showing up more frequently, making John have a short temper.
He nodded sadly. "I don't know what to do about him anymore, Scar. He won't go away, he doesn't like you... in fact he loathes you......... to the point of he plots your death in my mind. I don't know what I'd do if he got out and got his hands on you. I need help, Scar." John said desperately.
I didn't know what to do. We couldn't just ignore this, and it would only get worse no matter what....... I'm afraid to say that our poor Johnny Boy is too lost.
"I'm not sure what to do, Johnny. I'm sorry, I'm not much help, am I?" I asked quietly, burying my face in my hands.
"Well you're never very much help, so I think we're all used to it by now." John said.
My head snapped to look at him.
He had a super guilty expression on his face, and he was covering his mouth with his hand.
"I DID NOT SAY THAT!!!!" He exclaimed.
I sighed and nodded, looking back down at my hands. That wasn't my first time meeting the other guy. HE was nice at first, but then I said something about Bo, just as a joke, and he took it seriously and he hates me now...... but plotting my death? That's a little harsh, isn't it?
"Scar!" John exclaimed, clapping in front of my face.
"Ah!" I exclaimed, jumping back.
"Where did you go?!?! You left me here." John said, fake pouting.
I fake pouted right back at him. "Naw, I'm sorry baby. Let's go outside!" I suddenly exclaimed.
John sighed at my weirdness and got up.
I stayed sitting down.
"Aren't we going outside?" He asked, looking back at me.
I nodded.
"Then get up!" He said, making crazy arm movements.
I held my arms up like a kid does when they want to be carried.
He glared at me, before turning around, letting me get on his back.
"YAY!!! Thank you Johnny Boy." I exclaimed as he went downstairs.
"Yeah, yeah." He said a bit annoyed.
I frowned a little and kissed his cheek. "I love you."
He sighed in defeat. "I love you too."
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So, this wasn't very good in my opinion, but who am I to judge?! I think that that was too full of fluff and mush! Just me? Alrighty then! I don't have much to say.... so BYIE!!!!!
~J's Girl
