Sequel: The photograph

The Dancing Chairs

Cemetary

Martin’s PoV

Walking back into my house, I was pissed.

Why was Jade hanging out with that guy?

Cameron.

What a horrible name.

Once I got home I gave everyone the coffee they asked for and Alex sensing my bad mood asked “what happened?”

“Jade is what happened” I said “She’s out with that Ice cream man”

“The one from the carnival?” Alex asked.

“No the ice cream man from my grandma’s house” I said sarcastically.

“Is little Marty jealous?” Alex said teasing and I scoffed.

“Ha-ha NO.” I said

Was I jealous?

Did I like Jade?

And the answer was shouting my name.

YES.

I liked Jade.

And I groaned, she didn’t feel the same way, I was sure of that.

So I went to the only place that I could think of, my mother's grave.

She had died in the same car accident Jade's mom died in, my mother, my father, and her mom we're all in the same car when the drunk driver hit.

I got my motorcycle and full of speed made it to the cementary in less than 10 minutes, once I was there I heard a familiar voice.

It was Jade

“Momma, I miss you. I need you.
I’m scared.
I don’t know what to do.
|After you left, papa has been acting differently, and I truly miss him.
I left the house, and I have nothing.”

I was about to interrupt her, to tell her that she was wrong, I was here, Tay, Alex, Jack. We were all here for her, but she said my name.

“Martin.
Remember him?
The boy with the shaggy hair.
You always said I would end up liking him, and I think you were right
I don’t know, we went to the carnival and we almost kissed.
But can I trust him with my heart?
You always said to take risk.
Oh I really wish you were here”
She said softly and stared to cry, that’s when I ran to her and held her and whispered "Baby I will be your everything"
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OMG MARTIN'S POV. HEHE guys. This story is coming to an end soon, but don't worry there's a sequel! WOOT! WOOT! Its gonna be focused on Jack but of course the rest of the gang are gonna be there too!