What's It like living in a world,
where goodbye could mean till tomorrow or forever?
A world where I love you doesn't mean a thing?
Living a life where I'm sorry is just a jerking of the knee?
Where words are all lies,
and trust easily dies,
falling forward,
only to be pulled up by a rope,
though it never existed from the start.
I scribbled into my notebook the lyrics to a new song for the band to work on once I get out of this metal box, or in other words, a prison for the Innocent. I kind of like the sound of that.
I just want to escape from this place,
all it is,
is a prison for the Innocent,
the words just started flowing out.
I bet you couldn't guess that it was time,
to pull the knife out of my back,
and stitch up my throat,
which you have slit,
It was so hard to see what I was writing with only the dim light of the moon, and hard to focus with the roaring snores of at least three of the girls. I just stare at the white lined paper in front of me. So far off in my own world to see that Hail had come to sit next to me until he spoke.
"I like it ,Jazz, Is this an original?" he asked
"Yeah, as soon as I get out of this metal cage, I'm going to work on it with my band." I smiled down at the paper
"Well, this only shows how much you hate this place, however this is going to be amazing when it's done." I stared harder at the page trying to think of the next words.
I forgot Hail was there because I was glaring at the paper for so long.
"If you stare at the page for any longer you may just burn a hole through it." He smirked
"Well Mr. Cocky, if you think you can do better be my guest." I handed him the pen
Hail gladly accepted the pen and took the notebook from my hands and angled it away from me. and scribbled down some words before handing it back.
How did you forget about me,
the one who cared,
the one would nursed out out of misery?
"Not bad" I shrugged beginning to give up for the night
"You already tired? It's only 11." He stated
"As if I could sleep through these whores snores.Hey that kind of rhymed!" I smiled at my observation
"Well, since the guys aren't much better, Why don't you tell me a bit about your self?" I rolled my eyes
"Well, my name is Jazmin Maria. I am the lead singer and song writer in my band called Forever We Are, our genre is kind of a punk rock and pop mix that sometimes has a little bit of rap and scream in them, neither of which are done by me. All through high school I was and still am a DJ. I'm hoping to go to collage so I could be a singer, music teacher, or choreographer. I live with my older sister Gail. My favorite color is gray. I just finished high school last month. I work at a movie theater. I have three pet dogs, and a parrot who has memorized and trying to rap, scream and sing along with our songs in the band. How about you?"
"Well my parents were cruel enough to name me Hailey Romano-" I couldn't help but burst out laughing until he caught my eye and sent me a look telling me to shut up.
"I'm sorry, that was rude. Please continue." I said holding back another round of giggles
" I spent most of high school working as a DJ, but don't anymore.I live alone, my parents own the train and offered me the job. I finished high school...about 3 months ago and am hoping to go to an school for visual arts or do something in performing arts, I love being on a stage. Plays, musicals, opera, ballet, mime, improvisational theatre, stand-up comedy, I can do it all. I hate cats, have no pets but love animals, except for cats as I just said. I would love to see your parrot, because he sounds interesting. My favorite color is black, and I find it weird that yours is gray." He said with a smile
I think we could be good friends.
"I have a question, and you don't have to answer but if your okay with it then please tell me. I'm dying to know."He whispered in a gossipy voice that almost made Jazz laugh.
"What is it?" she asked back quietly
"Why are you so against being here?" I stayed quiet
It's nearly impossible to answer this truthful and short, it is still painful to think about though. To think about the moment all love was thrown away and he forgot about me. He left me abandoned, to fend for myself! He told me he loved me but took the easy way out.
"I think it's best we don't talk about it." I mumbled closing my eyes trying to push back the tear that were crawling into my eyes.
"Are you alright?" He said kneeling over me taking one of my hands into his
The only thing I could do was nod, I wasn't okay right now but I will be.
"Then why the heck won't you tell me! It's just a stupid question! how hard could it possibly be to answer?" He fiercely whispered in a way that made me want to sink 30 feet into the ground
He just got up and angrily walked way.
What just happened?
I some how managed to get a few hours of sleep in before I was forced to wake up. After breakfast I sat down in a seat with just my notebook and pen, and started to rewrite and strike through certain lines that weren't the best they could be. I felt someone sit down beside me. I look to my right to see a guy who looked about 19 0r 20 sitting there. He had light brown hair and brown eyes that reminded me or my little puppy, Scooter. He wasn't fat but he wasn't overly muscular. he seemed tall but not so tall he could hit his head on a ceiling. not that it wouldn't be funny.
"I saw you sitting here all alone and thought you could use some company. I'm Brent." He said with an air of confidence, and a crooked smile, that would be overwhelming to girls who believed in this love crap.
"I'm Jazz" I smiled only to look down at my notebook again
"Well Jazz, you seem different from these other girls. We could be good friends.Or more?" He suggested in a smooth voice that I couldn't help but laugh at
"Yeah, sure we can be friends but that's it. TTYL my BFF!" I squealed in a girlie voice
Soon it was time for a movie with it being Friday night. I had talked to a few more guys today and 2 out of the five there 5 were cool. Brent acted like a douche but he was kind of funny in his own way, he loved using cheesy pick up lines on people and some should really be written down! The other guy is Danny, he is super sweet and you could talk to him about anything, the only bad thing about him is that I found out he is Hails best friend.
Tonight the girls chose the movie and the sluts picked the movie The Notebook. I don't have a problem with the movie, if you know, I wasn't too busy laughing at it!
Hail put in the movie and turned off the lights. I looked at the screen as it began. I jumped as a knee-jerk reaction when I felt an arm go around my shoulder I turned to a smirking Hail.
"I just wanted to let you know that if you need a shoulder to cry on during the movie that you have me." I rolled my eyes and moved his arm off of me.
"Do I really look like the girl to cry during these movies?" I laughed
I couldn't even pay attention to the movie! I was too busy slapping Hail's away from my legs. When we were about half way threw the movie and he moved his hand a little to close to an area, I took both of his wrists into my hands and straddled him.
"Are you bipolar?" I whispered quietly
"No?" He seemed so confused that it seemed a bit like a question
Then I realized the position we were in, it may have been awkward but I wasn't backing down. I had a point to make and I was sticking to it!
"then keep your bi away from my polar and watch the movie." I quickly got off of him and sat back down. He didn't seem to happy with what I did because he got up and nearly sprinted out with a frustrated look masking his features.
I still couldn't watch the movie. I felt so bad about what I did to him! Even if he did deserve it.
A few minutes after Hail left, Danny moved closer to me and leaned toward my ear.
"You don't look to happy, Do you want me to check on Hail?" He asked in only a wisp of a voice
"Only if you don't mind." I whispered back, by this time the movie was almost over.
Danny only nodded and stood up to go find Hail.
For the second time in the past two days I've been here I have to ask. what did I do?
It was late at night, and the full moon was up, I was too tired to write but far to awake to sleep. I just lie there on my cot, staring out at the moon and stars. But soon my eyes sunk close I heard someone whisper.
"Jazz, I'm so sorry. I was just mad because yesterday you weren't looking for any guys and then today to started flirting with two guys but did spare your only friend on the train a glance. I didn't realize you were only looking for more friends. So I know you can hear me because your asleep but I'm going to make it up to you. I'm going to make you believe in love again." Hail whispered
It's not possible for him to convince me of something I'm positive isn't real. I thought feeling a kiss to my forehead as I slowly drifted off to sleep