His True Colors | Jojian | Discontinued

Chapter AdBlock {Jojis P.O.V}

{My ass hurts from sitting here from writing an hour straight. And yes you need to know.}

~ Earlier++ from chapter okay+aids kinda idk~

I jolted awake, sweating. I felt like I was going to cry. I slept well yesterday why a nightmare now? I then noticed Ian wasn't here.  I called out for him,"Ian?" 

No response.

"Ian?" I said a bit louder. Still no response. Did he leave? Did our depression talk run him away? Is he safe? What if he was killed? What if someone busted in and forcefully took him. So many thoughts all at once making me start to panic. I looked around for my phone, grabbing it right when I make contact with it. 

I called his phone number. 

*Ring* 

*Ring* 

*Ring* 

. . . 

He didn't pick up. I tried again, and again and again. He never picked up, I called him thirteen times now. 

I texted Max.

J: Hey Max, y'know when I texted you about that Ian guy?

M: Yeah, why? 

J: Well he stayed at my house and we got into this depressing talk and I think he left because of that... Or he could've been taken or killed.

M: You're overthinking. I'm sure he just left for a different reason. Have you tried calling him?

J: I tried thirteen times, he isn't picking up... What if he thinks I'm overly attached to him now, oh god...

M: Mate you need to calm your tits. Try calling in a half hour. If he doesn't answer... Then I'm not sure. 

J: What if he doesn't? What if he is being murdered right now as we text?

M: Joji, you're over reacting. Stop thinking about the negative before you pass out. I've got to go and finish this math work.

J: Okay. Thanks for being here for me, fag. <3 No homo 

M: Mhm suck these nuts <3 No homo

I sat there on the couch, the T.V was still on. I gazed at the screen getting lost in my mind. 

It probably was your fault for getting into that depressing talk. He doesn't care, he was just saying that to get away, to get away from you. 

I sighed. I got up and walked to the bathroom, opening the cabinet. "If no one is going to help you out of the darkness, then just pretend like you did it yourself," I said out loud getting the Anti-Depressants I was prescribed.  I swallowed two of the pills down. I hope I choke on them. 

I didn't like this, I was in a dark state, I was in the part of my mind where no one, not even myself wanted to go. They had more thoughts than any other part of the brain. They were all depressing, insane, and suicidal. 

I hated it. I hated being stuck with it. Oh well. 

I went back to the living room watching whatever was on T.V for the next half hour. 

~ Twenty Six-time skip shhhhhhhhhh~ 

My emotions left me except for fear and worry. The nightmare I had this time was, almost realistic. A black shadow figure with long sharp fingers, almost like knives. The figure was blurry and the satanic voice was disembodied from it. The figure and I were like friends but it was a dark yet beautiful twisting. The figure would have a noose around its neck, it looked to be snapped off, and he always gave me a noose. Every time I have this nightmare we always end up hanging from the tree we sat in. Our spirit free being bright colors, and our dark life and soul creating its own headstone. 

It frightened me because the shadow like figure always stared its red beaming eyes into my soulless ones, then it would usually tear me apart. Every organ and body part flying everywhere blood spattered. 

I sighed and picked up my phone trying to get ahold of Ian. 

He still wasn't picking up. I tried three more times, still no answer. 

I called again. And he answered. It made me relieved. 

~ And now were here from where we left off. Yay. ~

As I hung up the phone I quickly got up and went to the door, someone was pounding very hard on it in a panic. I checked the peep hole and it was Max. I quickly unlocked the door and opened it. 

"Jesus dude, what happened?" I asked as he walked in panting, I closed the door and locked it to be safe. "I was just fucking walking over here and some bloody dogs started chasing after me." 

I laughed slightly,"Okay well then, what did you want?" I looked up at him.

"Well it a Saturday night, do you want to go to the pub with me?" He asked.

"Dude, we're not even twenty-one how are we suppose to do that? We got kicked out at the last bar for having fake ID's and almost arrested." 

"Stop being a pussy, we'll go to the other one, I'll bring Chad with us."

"Fine, if we get caught I'm shoving a beer bottle up your ass." Max laughed,"Fine by me mate, no homo." 

I put on my shoes and left my phone at home while it charges so I don't accidently call someone and embarrass myself. Max and I started walking all the way to Chad's house. 

Tonight we were going to get fucked up.  

~Time skip to the bar/pub because I'm lazy and have no ideas~ 

Surprisingly we got away with our fake ID's this time, Max was lucky. 

We sat down and waited for the waiter to come, there were not many people here. 

"Alright boys, what have you decided on?"Max said.

"I'll get Fiji Fizz." I said closing the menu. 

"Taboo, mate." Chad said

Max nodded. A cocktail waitress came by,"What can I get you guys?" He asked

"Can we get one Long Island Ice Tea, one Fiji Fizz, and one Taboo." Max said. 

The waitress nodded and went up to the bartender and came back with a bowl of nuts,"Your drinks will be ready shortly." Then he walked away.

"Alright, we get to eat some nuts." Chad said with a sly smile.

"What you said was gay as fuck." I laughed. 

The guy came back with our drinks,"To being a couple of nut-fags." Max said holding his glass up, me and Chad grabbed ours and clinked them all together. 

This is only just the first drink.

{Is this one short? Idk sorrry}