Love Game

johnny's pov

one the way to school, i was angry and excited. i was excited cause i would because i would be able to take a nice chunk out trevor's neck and angry because i kept hearing that gunshot, over and over and over. it just wouldn't stop. i wasn't sure but i think that matt had brought a knife, not that he was going to use it now, but he would use it later. that's something i'm sure of. were not going to kill him that was just foolishness. we were just going to hurt him, teach him a lesson. i just couldn't wait until the day was over so i could get to that hospital.

when we got to the school there was no doubt, reporters were there, waiting. i parked my car, got my bag out of the passenger seat where chasity would be sitting if she wasn't away, and got out of the car putting my keys in my front pocket. as soon as my foot hit the black top, they were down my throat, begging, pleading for answers that they obviously, weren't getting. jimmy walked by my side along with brian on the other.

"you're going to be okay, don't break. don't let them tear you down." i heard jimmy's comments and continued to walk. once i got in the school, girls wouldn't leave me alone giving me cards and all that shit. one chick actually had the nerve to ask me out, thinking that guy killed her.

"i have a girlfriend you know?" i commented, cocking a brow.

"oh i know but she's dead, so maybe i could be your girlfriend." this little slut.

"look, chasity is my girl. she is my girl now and she will forever by mine. there is nothing you can say or do that can turn me away from her. hell, you can take off your fucking clothes you still won't tear me away from her." and she did just that. opening up her jacket, she flashed me. i just sighed. "chasity's look better. get the fuck out of my face. fucking bitch."

i walked to my 4th hour hearing gasp as rumor started to stir about me.

"i heard he ripped that chick's shirt off."

"oh yeah he is totally gonna fuck her in the west wing bathroom."

"oh man, go john boy. the dude's got mad skills."

"he is so sweet; i would love for him to sing to me."

"the guy's a fucking jerk. i want to kick his ass just for the fun of it. besides i heard he's smart and i need someone to do my homework."

that's where i toned out the voices involving me. i didn't want to be part of it. but then i stopped and listened closely. someone was talking and the right people heard it. including, a very angry brian, matt, zack and jimmy.

"oh hell yeah. i messed that bitch up. fucked her too, she moves too much, i don't know how j deals with her. i mean she's hot but she likes to fight. i meant to get her in the head but i got her thigh. i hope she's dead though."

just as i was going to do something, vanessa reached over grabbing a chunk of zero's hair, slamming his head against the lockers more than once. there was an "oh" from the students in the hall as they watched a girl terrorize a football player. she pulled his hands behind his back holding him as matt came up and punched him square in the eye 16 times.

"oh, my turn." i laughed as they switched vanessa punching him this time. matt dropped him, letting him fall to his knees and high fiving vanessa and kissing ashley.

"we'll be back, snitch, i'll make sure you never play. hey guys! did you know trevor is gay, not making fun of gays but he loves to look at me in the shower!" trevor gasped as the blood from his nose trickled down his cheek. the hallway was filled with laughter. "i'm just so...fuckable. aren't i?"

"wha- what come on, dude i'm sorry. i won't hurt anybody if you tell them it's not true." i laughed.

"i'm not accepting. you shot my girl, now you're going to pay. it's time for you to feel pain. you caused me pain all through grade school, now it's your turn." i smirked.

"trevor....that's such a faggy name." i smiled and stood up.

"thanks vanessa you too matt, you guys make me feel better. so what we doing this weekend?"

"it's human punching bag weekend. isn't that right trev!" matt yelled, trevor looked at him, standing up.

"y-yes."

"good boy. now go. scatter!" he jumped at him causing his to jump and run out of the circle that was formed.

the day was done for and i went to my car, avoiding any problems. i came past none luckily and got in my car and went straight for the hospital, this was something that couldn't wait. i just hope she was awake when i told her.

i remember seeing her at the hospital for the very first time. a bunch of tubes and wiring, the bloody bandage around her wrists, the cuts on her face it was just a horrible sight. she looked half dead like i would never see her again. i never want to see that again. ever. she's too pretty for that.

chasity should never look like that.

chasity's pov

i had got several flowers and gifts from old friends and then some stuff from the suicide girls. being in this room wasn't fun. it was boring and who knew a small beeping could be so loud. i was watching the news constantly and all they talked about was me. me, me , me. how i was in critical condition. they had my mom on tv, just sobbing away. truthfully i don't think she gives a damn about me. i just hope she doesn't want me dead. i love my daddy more than ever, he's been the best dad anyone could ever have even when we didn't have much money, he always took care of me first. ever since i moved i haven't been able to talk to him, but today i did. he came and saw me and he's still here roaming around the city. he wants to me johnny, the boy that claims he cares for me dearly. which i believe. just at that moment they both walked in at the same time.

"hey dad, hey johnny." they both looked confused.

"this...is your dad?" i nodded at johnny's question.

"this is your boyfriend." i nodded at my dad's statement. "well hi johnny, you're a lucky man. my little girl hasn't been able to be with a nice guy for a while, i hope you're the one."

"i am, sir. i'll do anything for chas." awww!

"dad, can you give us some privacy for a second?" he nodded leaving to room and shutting the door.

"chas, there's something i need to tell you." johnny spoke up.

"me too, you first."

"i don't want to live another day without you knowing how i feel. i love you from the bottom of my heart. i will never let someone hurt you again. i promise and i am so sorry."

"wait, say that again."

"that again." She smiled

"no, how do you feel?"

"i love you." it's about time he said it.

"ooo say it again."

"i love you." he laughed.

"again"

"i love you."

"again!"

"chasity! your getting outta hand just say you love me back." i smiled.

"i love you, too." he pulled me into a kiss and hugged me. "hey can you go get me some gummy bears?"

"yeah sure, i'll be right back

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Vanessa's pov

I was sitting outside on the porch with my brother, enjoying his company. He was going to finish and then leave for London with Jimmy. I know Sierra was upset and she was probably with him right now. Matt bought me some chocolate and told me he didn't want any even though I could see him eyeballing it. I was going to take another bite, but I felt bad.

"Here, you take it. I don't want it anymore." I lied, but I believe my lie.

"You're lying, you keep it." He insisted, pushing it back.

"No, take it. I really don't want it; I'm feeling kind of sick anyway." That wasn't a lie. I could never eat too much chocolate.

"Uh, thanks Ness. You're not half bad." He chuckled, biting a piece off the candy bar. I laughed.

"Thanks, you're not too bad either. So...."

"What are you thinking about V." He asked.

"Well you're leaving, and I just wondered do you want to...take Bella with you." I really didn't want her to go but, she was Matt's favorite.

"Uh huh, Shadow is yours and he's a little big for me to be carrying." I smiled drawing nothings on the porch step with my fingers. "When I come back, I want you to be tattooing. I want you to have your own shop here in Michigan and I want you be happy."

"I'm happy with you and Brian." I muttered.

"What if were both not here?" He asked.

"Don't say that. Brian is staying here, he's not leaving me." I pulled one of the crimson roses off of our bush. I pricked my finger on a thorn not showing that I was in pain, I sucked the blood off, and put the rose by my side. If there was one thing I was, it was determined. So if I was losing my brother, I damn sure wasn't losing the love of my life.

I looked up as I heard the squeaking of breaks and look up to see my mom and dad rolling up in the driveway. My stomach dropped and my heart skipped a beat. I didn't want to go to court or watch Matt and Jimmy roll away in the car with a crying Ashley and Sierra by my side. The clock was tick and time was running out, in four months Matt would be gone and I would never see him again and if I did, I wouldn't know who he was. I would walk right past my twin brother and not think I thing of it. I felt Matt tug on my arm as I listened to the car door slam.

"V, let's go inside. If something happens tonight and I tell you to do something, Do it. You have to." I nodded at his demand and walked inside the cool house going upstairs into Matt's room with him sitting on the bed staring at Mr. Snuffy. He was...creepy. "I was thinking about painting your room pink and making it a complete hell for you but I decided not to. Just not feeling it right now."

I huffed. "Well, then. Make my life a hell before you leave, how sweet." He laughed.

"I wouldn't do that, Well yeah I would. Do you want some of this stuff?" He pointed at the pile in his walk in closet.

"Oh no I got some already, the other stuff I don't like that much." He nodded and closed his closet door and sat down next to me, as we listened to them holler at each other. I bit at my lip ring as Matt sucked on his. I laid on my back Matt doing the same, as we stared at the ceiling, back at each other , then back to the ceiling.

"Vanessa this may sound a little weird coming from your brother but, I don't want to leave you. There's nothing in London. I don't want to go."

"That doesn't sound weird, Matt. I feel the same. You going is a wa-

"I don't want him around her, he's a bad influence on my daughter. He taught her how to fight, he taught her everything I was supposed to keep her from. Now she's dating that crazy rocker boy and her sluty friends. I want that monster gone!" How could she say that?! Matt is my brother. I love him more then anything and then Brian is not crazy and my friends aren't sluts. That bitch just made a fucking death wish with me. I stood up running out of the room.

"You dirty son of a bitch!? How dare you talk about my brother that way and my friends and my boyfriend?! I love them, Matt taught me all the things you couldn't because you were to busy riding a man from the bar or making money. You ignored us! I never thought I would say this but....Mom I hate you!" Her face dropped. "And NO! You are not invited to graduation or my wedding and you can't see your grand kids." She grabbed my arm as I tried to walk away, I snatched it away almost slapping her "Keep your hands off me. I'm tired of you. All I wanted was a mom and a dad. It would be nice if you tried but you barely know me. I bet you don't even know my favorite color."

"Pink." She blurted. Told you so.

"Wrong, Purple." Matt folded his arms.

"Well, we really miss out." My dad commented.

"You don't know the half of it. Let's go, Matt." I walked outside getting in the passenger seat of Matt's car as we both drove off to anywhere but here.

Okay maybe I smudged the truth, Brian was a little crazy but I still love him for it. We ended up in front of Brian's house. He was in the back, in the pool I could see, tanning.

"Stay here." He was nude and I knew it. Oh he wasn't tanning he was done and kind of orange. He glowed. I couldn't help but stare, he was sleeping with a towel over his rear end; he was just beautiful. The way the sun made his skin shine, his messy long black hair. It was perfect. I kneeled next to him a poked his warm shoulder. He blinked before opening his eyes completely and giving that million dollar smile.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned, kissing my forehead.

"Had a fight with my mom, 'thought maybe if I came here I would feel a little better. Have you been crying?" I now knew that he wore eyeliner due to the black smears and the dried tear marks on his cheeks.

"N-no." He stuttered. He was lying.

"Tell me the truth." I said blankly.

"I can't tell you that." His voice was husky.

"Why not? Are you leaving me too?" He looked down. "Oh my god. You're leaving?! Where are you going and when?"

"Vanessa. Calm down, please. I haven't been crying," That was a lie. "And I'm not moving." That was a bigger lie.

"Obviously, you have been crying and you are moving. Tell me why and where and I won't slap you!" I demanded.

"Las Vegas." He sighed. "My mother's boss called and said she could be big if she moved to where the design factory was and worked with her they would give her, her own line. Not to mention my dad is working there too and they got back together and now she's pregnant." Well that was good but the moving part wasn't.

"Oh, that's far." He nodded, I could feel tears.

"Yeah but we can still talk to each other. We'll stay in touch. I promise. And we will meet again, swear. When we meet again we will both be famous I promise." He had the face, fingers, rhythm, hair and friends of fame. Him, my brother, Jimmy, Zack and Johnny, were all destined to become something big together. I felt his warm hands on my neck.

"You're glowing." I smiled as he smiled back at me, pulling me into a short kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Bri."

Sierra's pov

I was hot and sweaty taking my anger of Jimmy's move out on my brand new punching bag, with my name on it and a bright purple. My thick black hair was up in a ponytail, bandages on my fist and ankles. I gave the bag one more last kick as sat down in my chair, my hands lying on my tough sticky stomach. I took in deep breaths, thinking about the life without him. No more mind blowing sex, No more losing my mind as Jimmy had his way with me in his favorite chair, No more hanging my head over the edge of the bed screaming Jimmy's name. No more pulling on his labret or talking about or fears, No more of him doing my make up in the morning, nothing. He was gone and there goes my fun.

I looked to my left spotting my Daisy rock custom bass that I had saved up for but never really played. I knew how to play it and I knew just what to play. The pot by tool had been stuck in my head all day. First I needed to change before I did anything; I hurried upstairs taking a quick shower and changing. I had on a pair of black skinny jeans, knee high black converse on with my name in glitter on the side. To top it off a nice black bra I could careless who saw me and I didn't feel like putting on a shirt. I went down to my basement picking up my small amp that had a big sound and cord and my bass. I sat on the couch looking around the empty house, mom was gone again and soon I would be off to Cali being a suicide girl with two of my best friends all except for Vanessa. My windows were open and my amp was turned up loud enough to be heard by any passer by. I sung the song in my head, my fingers playing the right note, making something I call music. My black hair dangled over my shoulders as I got into it bobbing my head and playing with my labret. I looked out my window as the local depressed emos started piling at the front of my home. My breathing started to get heavy. I was excited, in love and pissed the fuck off. Music was my way of releasing, I loved the way my fingers rubbed over those thick strings. I continued to keep that smile on my face, feeling amazing though the other probably thought I was arrogant. I looked out the window for the second time this time seeing Jimmy and smiling even more. But then I stopped. Why? Well I wanted to show off.

I opened my front door mainly to let more air in and then continued to play. I was four minutes through the song and didn't want it to end. It was like a heartthrob. It was sexy, innocent and irresistible. I laid on the floor in front of the door, sweaty and playing with a poisonous grin. Poisonous, but sweet. I finished with a bang, still lying on the floor breathing heavily, a headache coming on and claps from outside and a stunned Jimmy. He didn't have the guts to come to my door and when I shut the door and everyone left he was left there. He came 5 minutes later after I put my guitar up and sat in my favorite chair, in the same clothes resting. The doorbell rung and I got it right away. Jimmy had no shirt on and had pulled me into a hard kiss as soon as he got the chance.

"That was amazing." He whispered.

"Thanks." I kissed him back but harder and sloppier than before. I pulled him in closing the door and locking it.

"Kitchen Table." He ordered. He had me pinned down in a matter of seconds, us both in our underwear, my hands down his boxers pleasuring him. He whined as I stopped kissing me again,, biting my lip.

"Fuck me." He ginned pulling of my underwear as I rushed to get his off tossing them on the floor. This would go on my list as one of the things I would miss.

Amber's pov

"Dad, that's not fair! I want to stay here." My parents wanted to go back to new York, they missed home. I on the other hand didn't. When I got to Michigan, I bumped into Alex at a gas station we exchanged numbers and fell in love, we've been together ever since and I didn't want to end it, ever.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. They need us back, Grandma is sick she needs our help." My dad held on to my hands as my mother paced.

"But, what about Alex?" I started to cry. "He's always been there. I love him. H-he told me the other day that...he wanted to have a family with me." My dad smacked his lips.

"He's lying he only wants to have sex with you."

"Daddy he's telling the truth. I'm not a virgin anymore, we had sex. He loves me!" I continued to sob and yell.

"Did you know about this?" He asked my mom sternly. She nodded.

"I put her on birth control. They've been together for a while and she loves him he loves her. You can't pull them away from each other." She was bashful about it.

"Whatever." He walked away getting a beer out of the fridge and going to his office. He did this every night now. I could careless about that crusty old woman, all the things she called me. Told my daddy that he should have given me up and called me a little whore. Why would I want to go back? But I had no choice, what I wanted to do was all there. Nothing was here for me. I needed my outlet. I grabbed my keys and left out the door.

"Where are you going?" My mom shouted.

"To the mall I need new shoes." That was half right.

"Oh, when will you be back?" She asked.

"I'm like a movie mom, coming soon." I smiled as I backed out heading to Alex's to break the news.

Chasity's pov

I had my head in Johnny's lap as I watched the TV. I was home now and I was still hurting but happy. His hand rested on my head and tucker lying against me. Johnny had a nice house, it was like he did everything and anything he wanted to it. He had a painting of Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn on his wall. It looked fantastic and I couldn't help but stare. I shivered as a brezze came over me. I couldn't get up which meant Johnny had to do it. So I called his name.

"Johnny. Johnny....Johnny?" I looked up to see his head titled back, his lips parted as he silently slept. I didn't want to bother him so I let him sleep. Tucker had jumped over me and walked out of the room. "Wait a minute tucker, where are you going? You're supposed to keep me company."

He came back dragging a blanket in his mouth and holding it to me. I smiled taking it and covering my self, rubbing his head and then falling asleep later.