Jared's POV
By the time we got Alana calmed down and put back to bed it was 8:30. So we just decided to stay up.
"Do you think this shirt looks cute? Like better than the one I'm wearing now?" Iggy asked me.
"Um, I don't know, I'm not a girl" I laughed.
"Oh right. Liberty" she started.
"Shut up. The one you have on is fine." She yelled.
"Gosh, sorry" Iggy made a face.
"So do you think that Alana will ever go back to normal?" Liberty asked.
"Once her dead brother wakes up." Iggy said.
Me and Liberty looked at her with a 'I can't believe you just said that' look.
"What? That's basically how you put it." Iggy waved.
"We'll if my dead brother ever does wake up I think I'm gonna kill him all over again." Alana came down the stairs and sat on the couch by Liberty.
"A, you know I didn't mean it like that." Iggy stated.
"Oh my word!" Liberty started. "It feels like a freaking funeral in here. You idiots Joseph's not dead yet! He may be close but he's not dead! He has a little bit of life left in him. And you know he won't go down without a fight. You all act like he's gone. Okay this sucks! This is worse than him actually being dead. So all of y'all suck the freak up! It's killing me! Iggy, you haven't said anything nice all week because your 'dead' boyfriend, witch he's not dead yet, is not here. Jared, you've been suffering because you've seen Alana suffer. Alana, baby, you haven't smiled in weeks. Your brother is not gone he is far far from it. We all need to do something fun. Joseph would not want this. At all. So let's do something today. Okay."
Alana's POV
We all just were in shock of what just came out of Liberty's mouth. But hey, ya know what, she's right.
"Okay" Jared ran over to me.
"We're gonna go places today." He smiled.
"Okay." I said.
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We all went to the mall.
We talked while we were eating.
It was 10:00 pm. We all were tired.
It stared raining so we though we better go.
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When we got home it was down pouring.
We all went inside. Since ya know, my house is everybody's house till Joseph gets better.
I ran inside and went to Joseph's room.
Not to cry, but to put his stuff in boxes.
After boxing almost everything and leaving a bear bedroom with only a bed, a desk, and a light stand I walked downstairs.
"Man this looks bad" Liberty said staring out the window.
"It's just a thunderstorm Lib" I said sitting the boxes down in the table.
"Yeah, a really bad one" she freaked.
I looked out the window.
"Just a thunderstorm hun." I laughed.
"I had fun today" Iggy smiled.
"I did too" Liberty jumped.
"Me three" Jared joined in.
I sighed. "Me four" I smiled.
Jared jumped off the couch and came over to me and smashed his lips on mine.
I smiled.
"I haven't seen you smile in forever" Jared smiled.
"I know" I smiled back.
"You almost left me ya know" Jared said pointing his finger at me.
Jared leaned in, but something came flying trough the living room window.
I quickly looked over.
"Oh my word" Liberty said.
A tree branch.
The wind was blowing really hard.
"Um I don't like this" Iggy sighed.
"Neither do I Iggs" I sighed back.
Jared looked out the window.
"Holy crap!" he freaked.
"What?" I panicked.
"There's a-" he started.
Then the power went out.
"Tornado" he finished.
"We need to get to the cellar!" Liberty yelled.
Everybody ran.
Liberty grabbed one if Joseph's boxes and Jared grabbed another.
Iggy grabbed my dog, and I went and got Hannah.
We hurried to the cellar. We made it there just in time.
Hannah started crying.
"Shh baby it's okay." I hugged her. "It's okay"
Jared lit the lamp.
"Everybody good?" Jared asked setting the box down.
We all nodded.
"No" Hannah cried.
"Hey" Jared said as he crouched down by Hannah who was sitting on my lap. "Everything's gonna be fine." he told her
She stopped crying.
"What? How did you?" I started to say. But Jared shut me up by kissing me.
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Please Don't Leave Me
Dla nastolatkówPlease don't leave me is a story that focuses mainly on Alana and Joseph Jensen. After a lot of family trouble and deaths, their lives become really hard. There's only a few people holding them up.