Prolouge
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It was a Friday night, you and I were on your backyard, the stars shimmering above us. Your mother had laid down all we needed for this night. Well, what we only needed was a small blanket, our backs lay on it beneath the green grass.
My blonde, curly hair spreads out from where I lay, I can still remember your too messy dark hair. I run it with my soft. tiny fingers, trying to smoothen or flatten it, but it always springs to its form. Which, annoys me, but I've grown to love it.
"Do you see that?" he says pointing to the stars. I follow his finger, but I can't figure out which. He knows all about the constellations in such a small age, but I guess eight wasn't such that small.
"Which one?" I ask, my voice high and pitchy, a normal one for girls my age.
I turn to face him, and I met his eyes. The baby blue colored ones which I always got jealous of. I almost blinded him one time, when I poked his eyes and said 'Give them to me! I want them! Let's exchange!' In which he replied, 'If I only could, I would'
But only realizing it this time that I'd rather have them in his, so I can stare and admire them, which perfectly goes with his face.
He touches my hand and grab them, folding the other four fingers, which leaves the index finger. He points to the 3 lined up stars.
"What's with them?" I ask, curious of why he wants me to know them.
"They're my favorite." He says, laying my hand down, but not letting go pf his hold. "They always shine the brightest at night. It's Orion's belt."
"Oh. I want them." I say, trying to reach for them, but I can't. They're too far away. I prop my body with my elbows, just because I want to.
"Don't worry Jen." he says, sitting up, looking at me intensely, like he's really serious in what he's about to say. "Someday, I'll go catch the stars for you."
I give him a smile, believing in what he promised. I knew it was impossible. But being an eight-year-old you believe in that kind of stuff. And Josh's my best friend, so why would he break a promise?
"But in the meantime, I can only give you this." he reaches on his back pocket, and I hear the faint clinking of metal. He asks me to turn around and get my hair away from my back. I feel the cold metal meeting my skin on this chilly evening, but it doesn't bother me.
"It's beautiful." I whisper, holding the star shaped pendant in front of my face. I see the silver glow of it underneath the moonlight, gold encrusting the sides of it. "Thank you Joshy."
"Don't call me that." he says, and I giggle softly, knowing he hates that nickname. His mouth forms into a smile. "You know I'll do anything for my Jenny."
As much as I hate that nickname as he hates 'Joshy.' I don't respond, instead, my brain lingers on the phrase 'my Jenny'
It means that I am his, and he is mine. Why shouldn't it be? I know he's my half, the other one to complete me. We were inseparable since birth. We couldn't imagine our lives without each other.
Not knowing that in a week, our lives are completely going to change.
I was going over to their home, visiting him once again. Once I got there, I saw that the house was almost empty, boxes lay on the front lawn, sealed and ready to be moved. I glance sideways, thinking that I must be mistaken, that this wasn't Josh's house. But it was.
I walk inside, shouting Josh's name. But no reply. I walk everywhere, but no one was home. eventually, I give up and walk back home.
"Mom, is Josh leaving?" I ask as soon as I saw her on the kitchen. She was preparing lunch, I don't exactly remember what we ate that day. She looks at me, with sadness in her eyes, feeling sorry for me.
"Yes darling." she says, walking to me and kneeling. She places her hands on my shoulders.
"Why?" I ask, and she answers me reluctantly.
"His mom and dad are getting divorced, and Josh is gonna be with his mom on California." she says, and I walk away, no words said. I walk slowly to my bedroom, and curl up to the blankets and pillows to hide me. Maybe the fluffiness of these things could help me.
It's not real. I tell myself, and I think of the foolishness of what I'm hoping for. I never shed a tear, this will pass, it's just a nightmare. My hands find the star hanging on my neck. I hold it in my grasp, thinking, 'How could he give me the stars when he's away? Surely he won't break his promise.'
And then as fast as I had heard of the news, the day has come.
I had curled up in my little ball for two days, only coming out when I have to eat. I hear the rumble of loud engine from outside. I walk to the window, opening it and seeing Josh's mom, Reyna, saying goodbye to my mom.
I see the boy beside her. I have never seen him so sad. And I badly want to go down there, give him a hug, and say goodbye.
But I didn't. This isn't goodbye for us. He'll come back, soon.
Surely he did, nine long years later.
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