Jones ( A Jaden and Willow Story )

Chapter Eleven

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POV- Willow

This is the third day in a row and I haven't left my room yet. I still feel horrible. I lay here with a tub of ice cream and a box of tissues watching sad love stories and anything that makes me feel better about my misfortune. Mom and dad have come and knocked, but I don't answer. Even my eldest brother Ace, whom doesn't live with us anymore, came to visit. He said he saw the awards on tv. The one person I haven't seen is Jaden. I could be overreacting, but it really hurts my feelings that I'm not important enough for him to even bother checking on me. I sigh. He's probably just busy. For three days? I don't buy it myself. I fight hard to keep the tears At bay. If I start crying again, my whole fit is going to start all over again and I'll be no better than Jaden. I know I'm home alone. Mom is at work, dad at the set for his movie coming out, and Jaden hasn't made a a sound and he'd be up by now. I feel my phone buzz again. I haven't talked to anyone lately . I just shrug them off. For some reason, I feel I should answer it. I try to ignore the feeling, but the persistent buzzing doesn't let me. I pick up my phone. The number isn't in my caller ID.

" hello?" I say, my voice cracked and broken.

" uh, hey willow?" the nervous voice on the other end surprises me.

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POV- Jaden

Samya sits cross legged on the floor. This isn't what bothered me. It's that Jones is sitting cross legged beside her, obviously frustrated. The obvious tears in samyas eyes unnerved me. I don't like seeing her upset, but I don't like seeing my Jones so exasperated either. An array of papers are sprawled across the wooden floor around them.

" I don't want to." I pick out the sentence from Samyas crying.

I can't hear what Jones said but whatever it is, Sammy doesn't like it. Jones continues trying to reason with her.

" But I love him! I can't." Samya. Continues sobbing.

I don't know why but that angered Jones. I'm not happy about it either. I'm not sure why, but for some reason it bothers me that Samya might love anyone. She's my friend, and so he can't just take her from me. I fume. Suddenly Samya abruptly stands up, obviously angry and no longer crying. She pushes Jones with a staggering force. My eyes widen. I've never seen her so violent. And she changed so suddenly. I rush into the house and quickly to her room. Opening the door, there stood Samya. She stops her screaming. Jones sits in the corner, fuming, and hurt, a bruise forming on her arm. Samyas face quickly softens. How can this be? I sit down on the floor by Jones and hold her. It's my job to comfort her in this type of situation. My baby is hurt. She belongs to me and no one else is supposed to touch her but me. I glare at Samya. The look in her face softens me, and that feeling flutters again for a short period, but I shrug it away. I decide maybe I don't have to be sooo mad at her. Jones, however, doesn't feel the same way. She shivers in my arms, frustration coursing through her. I pull her closer.

" hey Jaden." she sighs.

My breath hitches. I love the way she says my name.

" hi." I say, inhaling her hair.

She almost seemed like she was snuggling me for a while. I cuddle back, thoroughly enjoying this. This is how it's supposed to be. Me and Jones. At the moment all I can really think about is the feelings of her arms around me. I'm really overwhelmed with all of whatever just went on. SHE PUSHED MY BABY!!! I feel jones trying to move. I forcefully pull her back. She can't just leave. She's mine and she has to stay. With me. Forever. Cause we belong together. She sighs and succumbs to my arms. I'm taking her home.

" Samya? What happened?" I ask calmly.

She's obviously shaken up.

" I didn't mean to hurt her Jaden really. She just came over to help with something..." she trails." I'm so so sorry." she pleads forgiveness.

Despite my anger, I really just can't find it in me to reprimand her. I sigh, hesitantly letting go Jones who might fall uncontious at any minute due to the lump on her head and faintness in her voice. I flinch. How could Samya, my peaceful Samya, my dearest friend, do so much vicious damage in such a short time. Not to mention she doesn't even have a scratch.

She puts away whatever papers were on the floor quickly, as if hiding them. I notice though that they aren't papers but pictures. Of what? Who cares.

" I'm going home. And I'm taking Jones with me. I'll be back later." I say solemnly.

She looks shamefully at her feet. She hugs me, taking my hands and wrapping them around her waist. She buries her face in the crook of my neck.

" I'm sorry Jaden. I really am." she sounds distraught. I know she's genuine.

" but you'll come see me later?" she asks, her lip just grazing my ear.

My breath hitches. I can't control the somersaults going on in my stomach, nor the need for more. Stop. I belong to Jones. I have to save these things for her.

" yes." I say, turning back and picking up Jones. " I will." I answer.

Still holding my beloved in my arms, I take her home and lay her gently across my bed.

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THATS CHAPTER TEN! WHO DO YOU THINK IS ON THE PHONE WITH WILLOW? WILL JADEN EVER VISIT HER? WHAT ABOUT SAMYAS OUTBURST? IS SHE SHOWING HER TRUE COLORS OR WAS SHE REALLY SORRY AND ANGRY? WHAT WAS JONES DOING THERE ANYWAY?

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