Another Social Casualty (was mrs. All American)

Chapter 5-Journals and Dates

(Luke's P.O.V.)
As Jasey and I walk back home, tiny droplets fall gracefully from the grey sky. Jasey lays her head on my shoulder, a few minutes later little snores come from her frail body. Once we get to our house, I open the door walk up the stairs to her room and lay her on her bed that has multiple layers of colorful, fluffy mix and matched blankets.I take a look around her room because when ever I'm in her room I only check on her. Her walls had colorful Christmas lights lined around the room, band posters scattered across the walls, books stacked high on any piece of furniture and a beat up leather journal on her nightstand. I silently walk over to the night stand, grab the leather journal full of thoughts, quotes, lyrics and doodles. The first page i flip to reads
"Thoughts...
ugly
pathetic
broken
no one will love a broken girl
weak
stupid-"
It went on for pages but I can't stand reading this about the girl that lays asleep only metres away. How could she believe she is ugly or anything negative? She is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, like the way she smiles with her cheeks and her eyes partly close, or how depending what mood she is in her eyes change color, but in my eyes it's truly beautiful how she can find an escape through music and reading, just forget all her problems.

I hear the bed sheets ruffle, I look over to see Jasey slowly getting out from her mountain of blankets. She blinks a few times then pulls herself up so she's sitting.

"Hi I'm sorry I fell asleep, how long was I out?" She asks, her eyes growing wide when she see the journal in my hand. She points a trembling finger at the journal asking "Did you read it at all?" I nod

"How much?" She asks with her eyes becoming glossy and shame in her features

"Just about one page, don't worry. I get it, I can help."

"No!" She yells, surprising me from her sudden outburst.

"You don't get it, no one does" Jasey whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks

"Well then make me get it" I reply grabbing her hands

"Fine, you want to know what depression is like?" I nod

"Well, when you wake up, you already feel like your failing the day, your heart is beating but you don't feel alive, it feels like you're drowning when your lungs are filled with air, you feel a type of tiredness that sleep can't cure, if anyone touches my stomach I get the urge to burst out in tires, always feeling like your feelings are bottled up and you just always have a feeling of sadness cloud you but you have to force a smile on, act like the world doesn't feel like it's crumbling around you" She rambled, her eyebrows scrunched in concentration and her eyes becoming glossy with a frown on her face

" That sounds.....overwhelming" I say before pulling her into a hug while she cries into my shoulder. Feeling her tears stop flowing and her starting to hiccup, I grab her shoulders pushing her back so i could see her face.

"You know what, I'm going to take you out tonight!" I say with a big smile on my face. A smile crosses her face as she nods.

"Now please get out of my room, I need to get ready for out date." She says her smile growing with each word spoken.

"Okay, okay be ready in an hour and 45 minutes" I state closing the door.

Tonight's going to be unforgettable 

(Jasey's P.O.V.)

I open the door to the bathroom, setting down my towel, and turning the knobs for the hot and cold water. I step in letting the hot water soothe my tense muscles, singing my heart out to Fergilious. Shutting off the water, stepping out of the shower and wrapping the fluffy towel around my body. I walk out into the hall just bump into Calum.