i realized that my promise sequel thread didn't work anymore! which is horrible, but i'll just start a new thread with the last chapter that i wrote. if you didn't get any of the past chapters... well, i don't know what to tell you. :\
Chapter Nine
So, I started to hang out with Justin and a few other celebrities. I met Timbaland, Nelly Furtado, Scarlett Johansson, and Chris Evans. Now Chris Evans is one of the nicest guys I’ve ever met, and not to mention pretty handsome. Remembering that I’m married to Joe, I didn’t pursue anything there. But, right now Joe is being a jerk so I had to leave the house.
Grace was at grandma and grandpa’s house, while Joe was nowhere to be seen and so I thought I’d go out. Couple minutes later, Justin called me to a party in Downtown LA. I immediately agreed and got dressed nicely. I thought I’d only be there for a while, but it turns out… I was so wrong.
The paparazzi was everywhere! You could not get rid of them. That was the night I met Chris Evans and found out that he would be my costar in a movie. We would start shooting the movie later on in the month. And here’s the catch, I would have to kiss him in the movie. Chris and I ended up hanging out for the rest of the night. It was nice, but I had Joe in my mind the whole night.
One drink turned into two. Two drinks turned into three. Eventually, I ended up drunk and I didn’t know why I did it. I started to smoke, I can’t even remember how I got the smoke, but I remember smoking. I remember flirting with Chris and his arm around me. But what I really remember was the cameras clicking away.
“Where were you?” Joe asked me as I walked in, past midnight.
I walked in tripping over myself and slurring, “Heyyyy Joooooeee.”
Joe caught me before my face hit the ground, “Are you drunk?” He gagged and said, “Have you been smoking?”
I giggled and nodded my head. Joe shook his head and picked me up from the ground. I felt helpless and not myself as I just let him carry me to our room. He laid me on the bed. I just laid there staring at the ceiling. Then I whispered, “Joe?” He turned around, “Why do you hate me?”
“I don’t hate you,” Joe said.
“Pfffft, yes you do! I can see it in your eyes. You don‘t love me anymore.”
His jaw dropped and he said, “You’re drunk.”
“So what?” I giggled, “When I’m sober I can still see it in your eyes.” He sighed and walked out of the room. Slowly, I went to sleep knowing that I’d be in huge trouble the next morning. Oh yeah, and I’d have a killer hangover. But that’s Hollywood, right?
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I woke up the next morning and took two Advil and made my way downstairs. I walked into the kitchen to make myself coffee. I already knew today was going to be a long day. As I walked to the kitchen counter, I found coffee already made and a magazine next to it. I grabbed the cup and started to sip it. I picked up the magazine and sat down at the bar.
Looking at the cover it read: Faith’s Wild Night Out! I shook my head recalling last night. I sighed and opened it. I read the two pages on just me and my ‘friends’.
“On the day before Independence Day (July 3), Faith Jonas was seen out in Downtown LA, partying with Justin Timberlake, Paris Hilton and others. Chris Evans was with her the whole night, and it even looked as if they were flirting! So, why is Faith doing drinking and smoking, when she’s got a husband and daughter at home? A Source tells us that Chris Evans and Faith Jonas looked pretty cozy at the club. Is Faith cheating on Joe? Are there problems with the lovely couple?”
I stopped reading it and looked at all the pictures. They were pretty clear photos. I couldn’t believe that I actually did that. I meant to go out and have maybe one drink, dance and then go home. I don’t think I’ve ever been that drunk before. In a way, it felt good to just let all my cares go away. I stopped thinking about what everyone thought about me. I stopped caring about Joe and his problems. I just let go.
I banged my head against the table forgetting I had a major hangover and my hand instantly shot up to my head. I whined in pain just as Joe entered the apartment. He was sweaty from running. I knew he loved to run, but he also mentioned it was a good way to sort out all his problems. He turned off his white iPod and looked over at me.
He quietly said to me, “Get dressed. All of us are going to my mom’s house for the Fourth of July.”
I completely forgot today was the Fourth of July. I nodded my head and looked at him, “Okay.” He started to walk away to take a shower but I stopped him, “Joe. I’m sorry-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence because he cut me off.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now.” I nodded and let him go. I bit my lips and felt like a ton of swords had been thrown at my heart. The look on his face just said it all. He was disappointed in me and he was angry. But he was also really sad.
I took a shower in the guest bathroom and got dressed in a black and white sundress. I wore heels that weren’t really tall, but just tall enough. I thought I looked fine and left the room. I found Joe sitting on the couch, next to Grace, in a t-shirt and jeans. Grace wore a cute sundress also. We all walked out to the car, not really speaking, and drove to “grandma and grandpa’s” house.
When we got there, Grace ran out of the car and into the house. Denise caught her and hugged her smiling. Joe and I got out of the car slowly and walked towards the house. “Are you going to be like this all day long?” I asked him. He didn’t reply, just walked close enough to me, never even holding my hand. This was all my fault and I knew it.
We walked into the house with big smiles on our faces. Obviously we were both faking it, but we didn’t want to bring down the whole party. Joe stood on his side of the room, watching me occasionally, while talking to his brothers or one of his friends. I talked to Jess and Em who had come to the party. Kevin and Em had actually went to pick up Bailey who flew in as soon as she heard the news about me. I was the talk of the party, and not in a good way either.
“What happened?” Jess asked me.
“I lost all self control,” I said sadly, “Joe and I got into another small fight.”
“This isn’t a small fight.”
I looked at my shoes and took a deep breath, smelling the BBQ. “You’re right.”
Bailey and her fiancée came through the door and I hugged her tightly. “Bay!” I shouted. “Fay!” She shouted back at me. We looked at each other and then hugged again. We walked past Joe, Bailey saying hello to him and he smiled at her, but said nothing to me. We took a step outside in the back yard and sat on one of the chairs.
“What in the world did you do?” she asked me.
“I had a fun night,” I laughed sarcastically.
“Yeah, no kidding! What was going in that pretty little head of yours?”
I shook my head and said, “I have no idea!” I looked at the pool where some kids were swimming in, including Grace.
“Chris Evans, huh?” She smirked.
“Shut up. It’s not like that! He’s my costar and I was drunk,” I whispered, hitting her shoulder softly.
“I know. I know. Obviously Joe is upset about this,” she said.
“Yeah. But, he is the cause of all this!”
“How so?”
“He’s the one making me utterly depressed. We always fight over the smalls things sometimes. So, I got tired of it and took one night for myself.”
“Oh. Seems … logical,” Bailey said, nodding her head. I laughed at her and shook my head smiling.
Later on, Em and I talked about the same issue. Kevin was there also, talking to me about it. Both of them wanted to know what was going on, and I told them. Kevin said that Joe was unlike himself lately. I scoffed and said, “You got that right!” Em tried to help me feel better, by hugging me over and over again. And I really needed that. Note to self: Buy Em something really nice and a thank you card.
Everybody sat around a table outside, while the sun was setting for dinner. Joe sat across from me. I felt kind of let down by the fact that he’d rather sit across from me instead of right next to me. I held hands with Bailey and Nick while Paul said grace. I looked up during the prayer and saw Joe was looking right back at me. I stared back at him and we both said, “Amen” when the prayer was over.
Light music was playing in the background, either from the radio or from a CD. By now, everybody was done eating and just sat around or stood around talking to each other. I stood by myself, since Bailey was with Daniel, Jess was with Nick, and Em was with Kevin. All three couples were dancing to a song over the speakers.
The next song that come on was a slow song. I realized that it was John Mayer song. A really old John Mayer song. Not Myself came on and I could tell this was a CD by the one and only Kevin Jonas. I smiled softly and laughed quietly for a second. I sat on the steps with my legs crossed. My head was in my palm while I watched everyone have a great time. Grace was with Frankie playing some game.
I didn’t know where Joe was, but I soon figured out where he was because he was walking straight towards me. He had his hands in his pockets, while he walked over. Once he reached me, he stood in front of me, I looked up at him with my head still in the palm of my hand. Without any expression he pulled out one hand and extended it towards me.
I looked at him confused, and he just nodded his head over to the “dance floor” made by the couples tonight. I put my hand in his and he pulled me up to him. We walked over to the dance floor and he put his other hand in my other hand. We started to just sway from side to side. I laid my head on his chest, avoiding any eye contact from him.
I felt him put his head in my neck and sigh. “What happened to us?” He whispered.
“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully.
“Why did you go out last night?”
“I needed to clear my head,” that wasn’t the truth, but I didn’t feel like telling him, “Because of you.”
He exhaled and said, “By drinking and smoking?”
“Joe,” I started but he cut me off.
“And flirting even though you’re married?”
I looked up from his chest and into his eyes, “Joe. I’m sorry. I was drunk when I supposedly flirted with him.”
“Fine. Just promise it won’t happen again.”
“I promise.”
We danced until the end of the song and saw the sky darken around us every minute. The fireworks would be starting soon, and we would have a great view of it. Paul and Denise lived next to the park and they would be shooting from there. I watched as Kevin and Em kissed, smiling. Nick and Jess also kissed, and Daniel kissed Bailey. I closed my eyes and kept my head on Joe’s shoulder.
The song finished and we let go of each other. I looked at Joe and slowly walked away from him. I felt horrible. After seeing my friends and their boyfriends, all happy together and thinking about how that used to be Joe and I, I felt my heart break. I wanted that to be us again, but our life was slowly falling apart by every single argument. And every time we had an argument, we’d resolve it, get over it, then have another one.
Joe grabbed my arm as he caught me. I guess I was running away from him, instead of walking. I stopped and looked at him. We were out of the backyard, but right beside the house.
“Where are you going?” he asked me.
“I-I don’t know, Joe,” I shook my head. Hot tears edged my eyes.
“What’s wrong Faith?”
“Joe…” I took a breath and said it, “What if… we’re not meant to be?” He looked pained to hear me say that. “I mean, what if this was all just a lie? We just thought we were in love with each other. We always have these fights, and I’m tired of them. We say we’ll stop, but we end up having another fight the next day!” I cried out.
He searched his mind for something to say to me, anything to say. He looked shocked to hear me say all this. “Faith,” he finally said, “I’ve always loved you! Maybe our passion died as we got older, and maybe because we’re not the same as we were before. But, I know that I still love you and I always will. Just because we fight more than ever doesn’t mean that I love you even less. It’s just hard to see you do this to yourself! I want to help you. We all make stupid mistakes, and we regret them later on, but I know that because you love me and I love you that we’ll be able to get over them. Together.”
The fireworks then started going off. I looked up and saw the bright colors. I looked back into his brown eyes and said, “I know that. But, I feel like you’re slipping away from me!”
He finally caught on and said getting closer to me, “If you seriously think that I’m going to file for a divorce, think again. I will never stop loving you.”
Joe put his hand behind and my neck and his arm wrapped around my waist. He attacked me with his lips. I kissed back, hungry for more. I couldn’t even remember the last time that I had kissed him. He pushed my back against the wall of the house and kept on kissing me.
I pulled away to softly sing, “I’m sick of these fights. I’ll let you be right if it stops you from running away.” He laughed and looked away from me, resting his hand on the side of the house. “Are you serious? Simple Plan? They’re so old.” I nodded and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, kissing him again.
So, we kissed underneath the fireworks. It reminded me of something… I just couldn’t remember. Joe said, “Our first kiss was under fireworks.” Oh, that was it. I smiled and kissed him again, “Aw. You remembered! Man, we were so young.” He nodded. Then I said, “I love you.” He pecked my lips and said, “I love you back.”
We walked into the backyard, hand in hand, smiling. Bailey saw us and smiled, nodding her head. She already knew. I saw her whisper to Em and Jess. They looked at me and smiled widely. I smirked and wrapped my arm around Joe. He looked down at me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I felt like a teenager again. But I came back to Earth when I saw Grace run over to me and hug me. I smiled and picked her up, placing her on my hip.
Joe saw her and started to tickle her. I smiled and watched them. Grace giggled and slapped at him. Joe mocked a shocked face and kept on tickling her. “Daddy stop it!” She pleaded. He laughed and grabbed Grace from me. Faking that she was heavy he said, “My Goodness! What did you eat tonight?” I laughed and looked at him. He winked at me and played some more with Grace. Hopefully things would stay like this.
