*bold print is in characters head his/her thoughts *
*regular print is monologue or actions*
*edited*
John POV
It has been two years since Kazuya Shibuya found his brother's body. He revealed his true identity and returned to England, it has also been two years since I left the priesthood and went back to Australia.
I miss the people I met in Japan.
The people I met through the church. They became like family to me.
The people I met through my line of work.
I miss the team.
My friends.
I miss the cases I had with them.
To tell you the truth they were my first group of real friends.
Of course I have a few friends and my family.
I have always had them.
I don't need a lot of friends.
I'm happy with just a few.
I have kept in touch with Mai, Monk, and Yasu. Other than that the last time I've spoken to the members of SPR was two years ago.
I'm about to be 24.
Life is just not the same anymore. I'm not the same.
I've reverted back to some old habits I had. I'm falling apart.
I'm loosing control of my life and I'm not sure what to do anymore. The phone call I got today made it all worse.
I can't face them after I let myself fall apart. I didn't even tell them goodbye before I left. They probably hate me.
I'm a horrible friend.
They don't even know me.
I should have told them the truth. I was on that team for three years and they don't know anything about me. They still think my name is John Brown. My name is John, technically Jonathan, but my last name is not Brown.
It is my fathers last name.
I hate being associated with that bastard, but after I learned who I'd be working with I couldn't let them know my last name. I don't want their expectations to be extremely high just because of who I'm related too.
I don't know what I'm gonna do. I should have stayed home, and I definitely should have made Rosalie stay home! I just hope this trip goes by fast. Well I might as well try and get some rest for tomorrow. Maybe the plane will crash before we get to Japan, because I'm so nervous I think I'm about to have a panic attack. I don't know how to face them after I left without even saying goodbye. I just hope they don't hate me.
"John?"
"Yes?" I asked.
"Please calm down.It's going to be alright and they are not going to hate you." Rosi whispered.
She always knows what's wrong.
"You'll be alright." Rosi whispered taking my hand in hers.
I guess I am overthinking things.
"Yeah I will be alright. I am going to take a nap. Goodnight. " I mumbled closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep.
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John
Fanfiction*CURRENTLY ON HOLD AND BEING EDITED * You all know John Brown. Sweet innocent John What if he's not so sweet and innocent? What dark secrets lie in John's past? Who is he really? Will S.P.R ever really know him? Why did John become a priest and wh...
