Our Story (A Joe Sugg fanfic)

Dont Worry, You're Used to This | chapter 9

Maddie's POV

"Shh, shh, its okay if you dont want to tell me. I understand. Now try to calm down," Joe comforted me.

This made me calm down because I really didnt want to tell him. You cant just go to a person that youve only known for a day - but spent a whole lot of time together and feel like he is your twin - and tell them that you just dreamed of that same person that you saw earlier. That same person that haunted me. That same person that said dont forget me, I might not be in your present, but I'll always be in your past and you'll see me in your future. And as if that wasnt enough, he was trying to kill me. He knows about all those times that I've tried to commit sucide. The times that I cut. He said he was helping me, helping me from Joe.

As much as I trust Joe, you cant spill all your past like that. Especially if youre trying to forget them.

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I must have gotten carried away by my traib of thoughts last night because I have apperently fallen asleep.

I woke up to a blue room with traditional furniture everywhere. I looked around me and I came face to face with Joe. We were so close that it was too awkward for me. But I didnt want to look like a girrafe, stretching my neck to the back so I stayed there. Not to mention that he already had his eyes open.

"Hey," he said with his raspy morning voice.

"Good morining," I replied.

I investigated the position we were in. He was hugging me with both of his arms, holding me close, like I was.... sacred. It had never occured to me that I was speacial. I'm just that person that no one cares about.

"I think Zoe made breakfast," he informed me.

"Yeah, I'm hungry." I untangled myself from him and got up. He soon got up too and we headed downstairs.

The tension between us felt awkward. The kind that I'm not that used to. But im not letting myself get distracted by boys, I need to start writing my story.

"Hey Zoe!" Joe and I both said at the same time.

"Hey guys, breakfast is ready!"

"Thanks, and you shouldnt have! You could have at least asked me to help you!" I said, being my kind and generous self.

"Well you cant really do that when someone is holding on to you for dear life!" Zoe said, quite confident with herself.

I didnt know exactly what she was talking about. I mean yeah, Joe was hugging me but what did she mean by "for dear life"? I looked at Joe and his face was as red as santa's coat.

Zoe sat down on a chair, trying to hide a laugh. I imitated her (with the sitting down not the trying to hid a laugh, cause obviously, I wont be laughing at this sort of thing.)

Joe also sat down and we all started to eat.

"Maddie, do you want to hang out today?" Zoe asked me.

"Umm, I'd love to," I said as Zoe's face beamed. "But I cant," I said.

Zoe looked a bit confused before asking, "what? Joe gets you all night and day? I want to hang out with you too!"

Joe's face went red again, he must be hiding something. But its probably none of my business anyway.

"I'm not hanging out with Joe." I said flatly.

"Then what are you doing today?" She asked, her face blank.

I was thinking about starting my book but I'm not going to tell Zoe and Joe this. The book is supposed to be about my life. That means that all my past will be written on it and I dont want them to find out. Personally, I dont want to write about my life. Its not the least bit interesting. I'm only doing it cause thats what my parents suggested and I couldnt think of anything better so I went along with it. I've tried writing the book back in my old home but it didnt work, I kept procastinating, getting distracted by random things so I decided that I should come here. But there is no way I'm telling Zoe and Joe this. I dont want them to know.

"Nothing, really. I just want to spend some time alone. How about we hang out tomorrow? Its just that im under a lot of stress and I need to take care of things. Sorry," I said.

"It's fine. Call me whenever you want. I dont want you getting lost." Zoe said in a motherly way.

"No need to worry, MOM." I said whilst getting up.

Joe was already crying with laughter while Zoe looked embarrassed a little.

I headed to my room to pack anything I might need.

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I stepped into Joe's car, that he let me borrow and drove away. There was nowhere that I specifically wanted to go to, I was just driving to no where at all. Just going wherever the road takes me.

After a few lefts and rights I decided to stop. I had stopped at a peaceful place where I can easily start writing. I got out the car and looked around it. There has to be somewhere good to sit in.

As I was searching, an idea pooped (everyone says popped, why not pooped? O.o) into my mind. I started attempting to climb onto the car. After several tries, I succeeded.

I sat down on the cieling of the car and took in the view. I was parked on the edge of a hill. Thus, there were many different views. I could see a thousand building and roads that are probably all busy. Luckily, I was surrounded by nature. There were a bunch of trees and flowers on either side of me. It was beautiful.

I stopped thinking about the scenery and decided to start writing. I didnt know how to start it. I havent even decided on anything yet except that its going to be about my life.

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Its been an hour and I still havent written anything. I knew that I wont get anything done if I stayed here so I headed back into the car.

I drove my way back to the house and stopped at the front door.

I stared at it for a few minutes, something about it has changed. Someone has touched this door. You could see it by the way they opened it. I know Zoe, Joe and I always open it using the knob but this person pushed it open. I decided to ignore it and go inside.

No one was in the house so I went to my room to pack my stuff.

I entered my room but something stopped me. I turned around, and there was no one there. I agreed that its just my mind playing jokes and entered my room.

I placed my bag on the floor and sat on my bed with my laptop. Every few minutes I hear the door closing. Its true, the gap between the door and the frame has been shrinking every few minutes, but that might just be the wind.

I looked back at my screen when the door shut closed. A loud bang filled the room, something the wind wouldnt do, but a strong teenager. I looked around when suddenly, the lights closed and a loud voice filled the room.

"Did you forget me?" The voice said in a joker-like tone.

I was frantic and I was panicking. I looked around, from one side to another desperate to know who is in my room.

"What are you scared?" The voice said, "dont worry, youre used to this."

I wondered about what he meant before a body clashed onto me and cornered me. Before I had time to react, I was already being hit and punched and beat. This isnt fair, I thought, why is it always me? what more can I do?

Those were my last thoughts before everything went black.