Cold Coffee *The Wanted Jaythan fanficiton*

Chapter 19

Eleanor's pov:

Life just hasn't been up to standards lately, over the weeks I've had my fair share of Coronation street omnibus, 'cup a soup' and The Beatles tracks. Who gets depressed and listen to Love Me Do on bloody replay? Yes my brother. As much as I adore and the work of the fab four, if I have to listen the bloody band one more time I will personally walk up to the remaining members and give them a kick up the bloody backside.

"Jay, could you please change the cd please?"

"No"

I turned to glare at my older brother spitefully but he didn't even notice, he was perched on the windowsill with his legs bent toward his chest watching the rain roll down the glass. He looked dirty, the white stained shirt he was wearing was covered by a dark brown leather jacket which covered the coffee coloured spills on his clothes. His tight black jeans were torn and ripped in the most random place and his unwashed curls were hidden by a green beanie. To say he looked like a homeless person would be an understatement. I really don't want to look at him like this and besides the smoke from his cigarette is making my throat clog up. filthy habits.

Standing up with a sigh, I went to leave until Jay spoke up between another puff of cigarette

"I spoke to mum and dad yesterday"

My heart stopped and my breath caught in my throat, but mum and dad haven't called in......years. I thought they had forgotten we exist.

"W-What did they say?"

"Well" he starts breathing out smoke "they said they hoped we were okay and that if he needed anything to call them"

My heart jolted forward slightly, they hadn't even asked if they could speak to me? Ouch.

"You know Jess they said they loved us, both of us"

It was almost as if he was shocked, shocked that his own parents loved him. Although that doesn't really surprise me, he doesn't think that he's capable of being loved by anyone. He never has really understood how special he is to people.

"Do you want some tea?"

He asked softly jumping up and moving towards the kitchen pulling two cups out of the cupboard and placing them on the worktop.

"Yes please"

Suddenly the phone rang, a high pitched ring making me nearly jump out of my skin as my eyes drew over to the object. Jumping to my feet I ran over and picked it up pulling it to my ear.

Hello?

E-Eleanor?

Yeah its me, whose this?

Its Nathan..

This didn't sound very much like Nathan you know? This sounded like a tearful croaking little boy who had lost his mother in a shopping centre. Not very much like the glass half full guy I knew as Nathan Sykes.

Nathan? Its been a while.... Are you okay?

Y-Yeah it has

How's things been?

Dads in prison again, they found him.

Oh! That's great! You and Jess must be thrilled!

Silence, pure silence. No response, no sarcastic laugh, not even the shay breaths he has been breathing just a few moments before. It was just silent for a few seconds.

Jess is dead Eleanor

What?

She's dead

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There was that silence in the car again, so silent you could probably hear the last breaths of a fly before a spider took it for dinner. Cars drove past faster than we had gone the whole journey, but I don't think either of us were in the mood for a high speed race right now.

Jess is dead?

Jess the sweet little girl who still had a soft toy well into her teens and came out with the strangest of wise saying at the perfect moment when everyone needed them. It wasn't fair you know? She didn't disserve this, she should be tucked up asleep under Nathan's arm being as peaceful as eve. It just isn't fair

"Turn right here"

My voice whispered coarsely, Jay just nodded in reply. His face was coated in tears and his skin was pale, I knew he blamed himself. He thought that if he hadn't let them leave she wouldn't be dead, that it was all his fault.

"Is that him?"

A small skinny figure stood in the distance with a rucksack placed of a single shoulder and his face hidden by a scarf. That was Nathan all right and the closer we pulled up to him the more of a mess he looked.

Jay didn't get out when we stooped he didn't even look at him, guilt spread heavily across his facial features and his hands gripped harshly on to the steering wheel. So I got out starring at the now even skinnier boy with his glassy sore eyes.

Nothing was said you know? Well there was nothing to say really. WE just gripped onto each other like nothing else and listened to him cry. I didn't cry, I had done that already, I just held him against me trying to give him some sort of comfort.

After all actions speak louder than words.

AN: Hey guys! Sorry about how long you had to wait for that, its just life has been really stressful with school and my friend moving to New Zealand and I kind of didn't have enough time to update :( anyway kind of a sad chapter but at least all of the guys are back together (excluding Jess) and daddy Sykes is in prison. Comments and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism always welcome and of course I love to hear about what you guys thinks gonna happen (some of the ideas actually do get included in the story) and I love when you vote and follow to :) Hope your still enjoying the story!!- Livvy <3