Love doesn't exist?(N.H) {ON HOLD}

Chapter 10

(JJ's POV)

  My fists hit his eyes, jaw, and noes. The impact caused the noes to bleed. Gushing out blood. Jack grabbed his jaw in pain, and stumbleod to his feet. "What did you that for?" he muttered.

  I hit his jaw, again, and again. Until he didn't fight back. I pulled him up, to make him stand on his feet. I slammed him up against the door.

  (Paisley's POV)

  A thump came from the door. I walked over, and was hesitant to open the door to have Jack fall on the floor in front of my feet. JJ jumped over to him, and started to smack the living day lights out of him.

  "JJ, stop!" I shouted.

  But he didn't listen. He continued to hit his jaw, stomach, and kneed him in the chest.

  "JJ, STOP!" I screamed. I screamed as loud as I could to get him to hear me. He finally stopped.

  He stood up, out of breath, and away from Jack's now bruised body. His knuckles were covered in blood. Jack's blood.

  Jack scrambled to his feet and fled the room.
 
  I stared right into his eyes. His facial expression turned from anger to scared. "I-I... I'm sorry. I- I... I didn't mean to..." he rambled on.

  "JJ, why did you do that?" I asked, in a soft spoken tone.

  "He- he... He insulted you. I was de-de... Defending you." he stuttered.

    "What do you mean, insulted me?" I questioned.

  "He-he... Uh... I-uh...errrr..." he babbled.

  He sat down on the bed, and started to explain. I can't believe Jack said that about me. I am incapable of love?! He should think of himself. He's the one who refused to have someone care about him.

  "We should leave," Bonnie suggested.

  "Yeah. Let's go. Don't want him calling the Popo (Police) on us." I laughed.

  We walked out of the room, down the hall, and on to the elevator. The elevator doors parted. Bonnie walked in first. JJ helped me on afterwards. He's such a great friend. I missed this.

  We road down to the first floor. I, was cozyed up to JJ, while Bonn was hugging the corner. The elevator dinged, JJ and I walked out together. Bonnie trailed close behind.

  It was cold and snowing outside. The sun had already set as it was after six o'clock in the evening.

  My father was waiting outside. I still couldn't believe he could take time off to come and get me.

  "Are you ready, sweetheart?" my father asked, opening the car door.

  "I sure am. Let's go home." I said as JJ closed the door, after he climbed in the back seat of my dads Cadillac.

  My father drove Bonnie home. And JJ and I to my mom's house. "Would you like me to walk you up the stairs?" dad asked as I slid out of the car.

  "No. We're fine. See you later. Tell your wife I say hello. Love you." I told him through the window.

   "I love you too. Call me later." he said as I walked away from the car. JJ and I walked over to the stairs. I started to step on one, just before JJ picked me up, and carried me up the stairs, bridal style. Although it felt odd, I seemed to enjoy it.

  He carried me up to the door. Then put me down. I could walk, but I still wanted to be carried. I was too lazy. I grabbed my keys out of my purse, and unlocked the door.

We walked into the front room, to see a pitch black room. I felt for the light switch, and turned the light on.

  "WELCOME HOME!" dozens of people shouted through the room.

  "AHHHHHH!" I screamed as the shouted. I don't like surprises.

   They all bursted out laughing. Who planed this?

  "Which one of you planed this?" I asked, motioning to my mom, brother, and his girlfriend, Hanna. She was like a best friend to me.

  "Look at the person behind you." Joey pointed behind me. JJ was raising his hand, and scratching his neck.

  "I wanted to surprise you." he muttered. Awwwwe!

  "Thank you all for coming." I said through my ungritting teeth. A smile arised from my face, and revealed my ever so delighted, dimples. I could see the person I've been waiting two years to see. Hope. My uncle's daughter from London. She hasn't been in the U.S in almost two years.

  "Hope!!" I shouted, running over to her. I ran right into her open arm, and wrapped my arms tightly around her.

  "It's lovely to see you, Paisley!" she squealed. I squeezed her tighter.

  Even though she is shorter than me, she is older than me by a couple of years. She's what I always wanted to be. She graduated high school a year early. And is living in the city I've only dreamt of going to.

   "I've missed you so much." She whispered into my hair, as I was smothering her. I let go, and let her breath.

JJ and I walked into my room to get away from the unwanted company.

  The rest of the people who were there were my mom's side of the family. I didn't enjoy seeing them as much as I did my dad's side. My dad's side isn't has judgemental has my mom's side of the family. They understand why I am the way that I am. My mom doesn't.

  My grandparents once believe I should've been put on home-suicide watch. That is one of the many reasons why I hate them. I hate them with a passion. They also called Bonnie a snobe, hore, and a slut. I don't see how they could get such a bad impression of her from the first time she came over.

  She has a really tough life already, without having the criticism of my unwanted family. "Paisley! The phone's for you! She said she was your sister?" Joey's girlfriend called. 

   "Bonnie!" I whisper shouted, getting out of JJ's grip. I ran out of my room, and snatched the phone out of her hand.

   "Bonnie, what's wrong?!" I frantically babbled.

   "Can I come stay over tonight?" she quivered, sounding like she was frightened.

  "Of course you can." I said," But why? I just saw you only four hours ago."

  "Can I just come in please?! Open the door!" she panicked.

  "Okay, okay calm down. I'm coming." I said walking out of the hallway and to the front door.

  I opened the door, to have Bonnie jump into my arms. We walked to my room, arms linked. We do that often.

  "Bonnie? What's wrong?" JJ questioned.

  "My parents... They're... They're dead."

  I hope you liked the chapter!! Sorry it took so long, but it's a long chapter. I will update when I have more reads, and when I have an idea just flooding out of my brain. So, please read, tell your friends, vote, and no negative comments, please. 'Till next time my loves, lots of love!