Be Janey:
I pace around my room. I had messed up. 100% messed up. He didn't even respond, he just hung up with a gasp. I repeatedly hit myself in the face. "Stupid Janey. Stupid Janey. Stupid Janey. " I said over and over.
I then heard my phone ring the next morning. It's 10am Jake must be up early. I answer and he's screaming. "Janey!!! They're taking me!! Janey! People I don't know are taking me from my home! Momma is crying but my dad is laughing as they drag me! Please Janey! I want to see you!" I didn't care that I was in pjs. I yelled to my father then ran to Jake's neighborhood. It was a long run. But I made it, gasping for air. I got to his house just in time to see him halfway down his driveway. Kicking and screaming. I run to him, not caring about the people. I hug Jake. He burries his head into my shoulder, I feel his tears. The people let go of him. He hugs me back, tightly. I can now see that he wasn't lying. His father was laughing, two black eyes and some cuts on his face. His mother red faced in tears. Jade looked both happy and sad. She had a straight face with sad eyes.
I held onto Jake letting him sob into my shoulder. Then the people shoved me off. Taking Jakey. "I love you Janey! Don't forget me! I love you so much Momma!" He shouted as the people put him into their car. I cried as they drove away. I walked up to his family.
"W-where's h-he going?" I say between sobs.
"He's going to an insane asylum. He's not ment to treat any adult like he'd treated me." Mr. English said. Fiona was crying so much that a small puddle of salty tears was left on the pavement below her. Mr. English was still laughing as the people with Jake turned the corner. I could still hear a faint sound of Jake screaming.
"W-when will h-he b-be b-back?" I asked.
"Hopefully never." Said Mr. English.
Fiona said, "he'll be b-back in a year or two d-dear."
I sniffled. "I-i'm going h-home. P-please inform m-me w-when he's back. Good b-bye." I say, walking away and back to my house. I'd been in such a rush that all I'd worn was an old tank top and pj shorts.
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Never Love An English
Fanfiction"Now I know what they all ment when they said never to love an English. 'Don't fall for them, they only hurt your head, and are always unexpected.' " Jake has grown up in a sad family. His parents love him, he has an adorably sweet younger sister...
