The Suicide Note

Chapter 2: Johnathan

I saw, tanned skin with toned muscles, a black T-shirt, and ripped jeans. When I looked up, I saw familiar brown eyes, and a hard line pulled into a frown. I knew that I might be in big trouble, but right now, I didn't really care, something about him felt familiar. But, I couldn't think rationally, I was too upset and emotionally confused right now to do any of that, so instead I would do what any sane, and emotionally hysterical person would do, I glared at him and said, "Watch where your going." And what did he do? He. Hugged. Me. At this point my brain short circuited, a violent person that I just insulted, and not to mention pretty damn hot, hugged me. Why? Who the hell am I supposed to know, all I did was just stand there, and leaned into the hug, which for some reason, felt very familiar and comforting. Now, I'm really confused. Why was this person hugging me? Why am I reacting this way? And, why is everything so weird today?

What do I do? Scream? Nope, I just maturely took a deep breath, and started bawling my eyes out. With that, he just started hugging me tighter, and when I was finally done, I was surprised to find out that despite, the most violent boy in school hugging a random nobody bawling their eyes out, no one was staring at us, if anything, it was almost like they couldn't see us. Were we that insignificant? 

"Are you okay?," a low rumbling voice questioned, breaking me out of my thoughts.

I was still a little (okay a lot) insane, so  I just dryly said, "Sure, I normally break down in anyone's arms, keeps things interesting that way. Why do you care?" Yeah, I seriously have a death wish. Instead of snapping at her, he just chuckled. "What do you mean, of course I care." Wait..........What? For about the tenth time today, my world stopped, and I was really confused. "Huh?," I blurted out. Johnathan got a sad look and softly said, "I'm glad you're doing okay." I just blinked, then blinked again. "How the hell does sobbing for no reason, with a stranger no less, count as 'doing okay.'" I glared up at him. His gaze softened, "I know you're not taking it well and, under the circumstances, you're doing really well compared to other people. I just want you to know, I'm always here for you." Okay.......well, that happened. What's next, is he going to tell me we're dating? "May I ask," I started while lowering my voice and calming down, "what this, 'it' is you're referring to that is making me upset." He just stared sadly, and said, "The newspaper." With that, I'm thrown, again, into thoughts of sadness and regret. But I shook my head, as if I could shake out all the bad thoughts. "And how exactly would you know this?," I questioned. "Because, whether you like it or not, I know you," he said adding emphasis to the last part. I rubbed my temples, already feeling a headache coming on, "And how exactly do you 'know me,?'" I said with air quotes on "know me." He looked away, replying with, "You'll find out in due time," You see.....that's exactly what a stalker would say. I backed up slowly, "Are you a stalker, or something?" Within a heartbeat, "Hell no." "Then, what exactly are you to me?," I asked hotly. He thought for a moment and looked down, "A friend." For some reason, my chest hurt at that, and I felt like I was missing something crucial. "Really, I don't remember having you as a friend." He looked down again, sighing, "Yeah...., it's been a while, I' not surprised you forgot about me."

Then, he stuck out his hand, "Let me reintroduce myself. Hi, I'm Johnathan Christian Morenos, and I would like to be your friend." This..., was so backwards, but I took his hand, "I'm Ashlyn Waters, and I hope we can be good friends." How else am I supposed to react to this? Reject him and get beaten to a pulp? No thank you. But that name, it felt so familiar, what was it. I was about to turn around and walk away when Johnathan turned me around.....and kissed me, full on the lips. I stood there, not moving, and felt, his soft, and strangely familiar lips, close around mine. My mind was blank. How is this happening? What is happening? When he finally pulled away, before I could even think to slap him, he whispered hotly in my ear, "I love you, and I'll always be with you." And he swiftly walked away and turned the corner.

As I watched him walk away, I stood their until he just turned the corner, and ran over to give him a piece of my mind, but he wasn't there. He vanished. I sank down to my knees, and tried to process what happened. Then, while thinking about the kiss, I though about how familiar it felt, and how I liked it, then I thought about his words, "I love you, and I'm always with you." No....I thought as I started to piece together what was happening. Jonathan Christian Morenos..... No..... Johnathan Christian...., J.C., ...... No, no, no, no, no,......."I know more about you than anyone"......., it was all starting to come together....., "I feel sorry for his girlfriend".... Then, a new memory resurfaced.

We were sitting under the stars, and I looked into those dark brown eyes, we kissed, and it was so romantic, and nice, and cheesy, all at the same time. When they broke away, he said, "I love you Ashlyn Waters," he kissed her again and she gazed up at him, "my girlfriend"

Then a part of the suicide letter, "my girlfriend..., J.C., ...."

"No," I sobbed, "it can't be, I refuse."

But.. it was true, her boyfriend was dead. 

Her boyfriend commited suicide.... 

Her boyfriend... Johnathan Christian Morenos

Her boyfriend......, J.C.