The Beats (Jack Johnson Fanfic)

Chapter 22

Author's P.O.V

Tour was delayed by a week because of Tarra's funeral.

Ever since Tarra had been taken off of the support machine, Ashley, Violet and Connor (who they facetimed after Tarra was taken off of the machine) had been in their own, separate worlds.

Ashley and Violet have been crying ever since someone said something that reminded them of Tarra, who was now, gone from this world.

Finn had to go back to New York for college and Jack had to go back to the U.K to work on"The Good Collective".

(Ignore Jack's long-ish hair)

No one is aware of the fact that Ash has gone back to self-harm. She would cut for everything she didn't tell Tarra. She'd do it every morning, when she woke up and every night, before she fell asleep.

Ash's P.O.V

The priest drowned on and on, praising about new life and how wonderful it is. I didn't believe it was so wonderful, it's the complete opposite.
I mean another person has left earth and this is person was a beloved one!

I had to sit beside Johnson. Forced, against my will, without asking -you get the gist.

I would sniffle or shed a tear every once in a while and he would look at me and look back. What the hell was wrong with him?!?

Anyway we all sat back down and I managed to hot my wrist of of the bench in front of me.
"Shhhhhiiiii-Ffffffffuu-" I whispered to myself.

Jack gave me a weird look and looked back at the altar, sighing.

I swiftly looked at my wrists and I whimperrd in pain, trying to count to 10 in my head to calm myself.

They soon placed the coffin into the ground carefully. Loud cries and prayers were said and then lunch.

I wasn't hungry, as usual. I didn't have any meals the past few days or a only barely ate.

"Would you just eat?!?" Johnson whisper-yelled into my ear.

"No, and what the hell is your problem?! It's not like you care of I eat or not, I'm just holding you down. Forget me Johnson. Focus on Nichole, your girlfriend you never told me about" I said coldly, twirling my spoon around.

I got up to leave and he grabbed my wrist, which lead me to inhale sharply, tears pricking my eyes.

He let go abruptly, and looked at me. "What happened?" He said softly.

"None of your business!" I screamed at him, attempting to prying my wrist from his grasp.

He tightened his grip and lifted up the sleeve of my black blazer. He saw my cuts and quickly pulled it down so no-one saw.

"W-why are you doing it? I thought you stopped" he said softly.

"Well you thought wrong. Almost as wrong as me thinking I actually had a chance to date you, before I knew that you had a girlfriend!" I said right into his eyes.

Wait, did I say that out loud?!? Oh no...

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OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH. ITS CONFESSION TIME!! get it like in church you do confession?!

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