Far too Damaged... (Jason Dean X Veronica Fan - Fic)

Chapter 7~We crash and burn.

After the surprising act of normality from JD during Christmas things between us have been tense. For him, it's as though nothing happened our screaming match was merely natural, and JDs back to treating me normally in his kind and caring way but its not normal. He isn't normal. Fuck this whole situation is Toxic as fuck and I need to get out of here the problem is I have no way how. If I turn him in he'd only drag me down with him besides I still love him sadly and I couldn't bear seeing him behind bars.
I'd be lying if I said suicide hasn't crossed my mind, however, I know he'd stop me he's always lurking around when I'm thinking that way like he can sense my pathetic emotional heartache. Lately, I think of my parents a lot wondering what they are doing now that I'm "dead" they wouldn't dream of another child. Children now that's another thought crossing my mind JD as a father? Imagine that he'd give them a gun as a birthday present. It's funny that was my goal in life, Harvard graduation and a big house with a loving husband and family. Never did I expect to be living in an asylum in love with a sociopath. JD loves me and I know he does he just has a sickening way of showing it I still haven't touched the necklace he brought me for Christmas every time I see it their faces flash through my mind and I can hear there screams...
Later that Day
"the music industry has been releasing songs relating to suicide and negative feelings lately" A basic glum looking news reporter states "this comes after the heartbreaking devastation which was the fall of Westerberg high, we were able to speak to some of the parents whose children's futures were cut short so early in life"

"Turn it up!" JD calls from the kitchen while preparing dinner. I do as he says and turn the volume up on the remote just as I see Kurt and Ram's fathers appear on the screen. Both of them look horrible evidently having gained weight and kurts once clean-shaven old man now sports a dirty beard. A microphone is passed to each of them but Mr Sweeny declines and looks away covering his face clearly to hide tears.
"Recently I've been going to the church and I've become close to god, it's important that the younger generation know they will not be criticised for loving someone no matter their gender or sexuality. My boy was Gay and I'm okay with that I just hope that up in heaven he's throwing a ball around now and then as long as he's happy I can be at peace with myself" Mr Kelly comments with a few pauses in-between.

"Look at the state of them!" JD states walking in with two plates of beans on toast.
Sitting next to me and handing me one of them he begins to explain how the parents don't really care at all and just speak for the money offered to them. I disagree with him on that as the look on Mr sweeny's face is scary he looks numb while his friend spoke muffled sobs could be heard next to him there's no way that someone could cry like that without meaning each tear. JD could never understand that sort of bond though because his parents never cared enough to realise their son was mentally ill.

"Wait is that-yo-your Dad?" Jd asks and I instantly drop my cutlery and focus my gaze on the man inside the tv. It's him my father looks exactly the same aside from the dark rings under his eyes he smiles briefly at the camera before speaking. I feel JDs hand on my thigh squeezing tightly I'm not the only one afraid of what my father has to say
"Her prom dress still hangs in her room, my wife and I have decided we should box her belongings but we've said that for months now and we just can't get past the door so instead we keep her door shut" He stammers "Its just not the same without her around and her body was never found sometimes we hope that maybe she survived that she's somewhere safe just lost"
"Veronica..." JD starts but he's too late I've already put the plate down in front of me already I'm walking up the stairs I walk into the bedroom and sit on the end of the bed tears spilling from my eyes as my sobs echo around me. They hope I'm still alive? I am alive I'm still here I want to go home show them I'm okay and just get my life back on track. Too many questions its been months in a few minutes my boyfriend is going to rush to my side and hold me tight while I cry my eyes out my parents may have hope I'm still alive but JD is all I have now he's the only person I can ever be with because only he knows the disgusting crimes I committed...

A/N
I'm Back!
I apologise for such a long wait for updates my life was very hectic with a spike in my mental health and then there were My GCSE exams but they are out the way now and I'm feeling much better which means I'm finally able to get back into writing for you guys!
To make up for the long wait the next few chapters will be published in a group (chapters 8,9,10) so it may be a short/long wait but I promise they will be worth it for chapter ten especially I have a surprise in store.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter with a few special appearances and I'd like to thank you guys for all the support I've been getting for Far Too Damaged 3.1K is something I never expected to achieve so thank you so so much! Love you all❤️
Kea xox