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Title: Taken(A Jonas Story)Chapter Three[Nick] View count: 47 Rating: 0 (0 ratings) Description: "Nicholas!" I jumped at the loudness of his voice. "I just talked to your brother. He told me about your grades. Why is it that you're failing math, yet you have a good grade in your music course?" He hated how i was so into music. He didn't want me to do anything with music. It's what is special to me though, and he should be okay with it. "I don't know."i replied. It was a stupid reply. But I wanted to leave and get to school without another 'reminder'. I tried to look preocupied hoping he would just leave. I sat on my bed and started to put my books and papers into my backpack. I grabbed my book to put into my backpack and then i felt a sudden tug at my hair. He pulled me back and turned me towards him. "You don't know?" I nodded my head a little and then tried to turn back to what i was doing. He grabbed my book out of my hand. "Wrong answer." I looked up at him, confused.A second later i reached up to my cheek, holding it as it stung with pain. He threw the book on the bed next to me, and a piece of paper fell onto the floor. As soon as i saw it, i knew what it was. A note from a girl in my math class. She was a year younger than me, but she was very smart.She sat next to me and said that she'd help me with math. We were kinda alike.I noticed that she was kinda quiter than others, which is kinda like me. I don't really talk much, like i said before. I also noticed that she had a passion for music. Another quaility that i share with her. I guess she was kinda like a friend. One of the only i had. I mean, there were the few people that i talk to a little at school, but I don't have a friend bond with them. Mark picked the note up from the floor and read it. I quickly put everything into my bag, that way i could try to leave for school. I stood up and tried to walk past him, but he pushed me back to the bed. He handed the it to me. "Explain this." Was it really that hard? It was a note that was addressed to me, saying that if i ever needed help in math she would be glad to help. Then it had her number and then signed with the little 'xoxo' thing that girls do. The love Demi, so i knew who it was from. "It's a note from a friend. She' offered to tutor me in math.That's all." He crossed his arms and looked at me. "That's all? Then why does it have her number? Why doesn't it say, love?" I knew where he was going with this. "It's not like that. I don't like her and nothing is going on between us. She gave me her number so i could call her for math help." "You're not leaving yet though. i want to talk about this math grade of yours. Why is it that you're failing math?" "I just don't get math. I have a good grade in music because it something that means a lot to me. I'm hoping that maybe if i do good in it, then i might get a scholarship." "If you had better grades then you might get a scholarship. You need to focus on the more important things in life."Why didn't he understand? "Music is important though. I want to get a music scholarship so i can go to a music college." "You won't be getting a scholarship, i can tell you that. Since you're failing math, you obviously aren't smart enough to even get one. When you don't get one i sure am not going to pay for some stupid music college." "But i don't want to have to be stuck here forever, going to some community college, working at the stupid restauant for a living." "Maybe if you were passing math, then i wouldn't be so against it." "That has nothing to do with it! You would say no even if i was passing math! It's your fault that i'm failing anyways! Everyday i come to school and get pulled out of class because my teachers are worried about me! They think that my parents are abusing me! I have to lie, every single day when i come with a new bruise, a new scar, telling them i did it myself! When the truth is that i am. My step-father beats me and my mother neglects me! So i'm sorry that the pain you cause me, keeps me from trying to handle the stress of school! I'm also sorry that i have to be stuck here in this stupid hell that i call home, where i constantly get punished for things that aren't my fault! I can assure that in two years, i will be out of here and you will never see me again!" I grabbed my jacket and backpack from my bed and started to walk towards the door. When i was just inches from it, i felt myself get jerked backwards.I felt a surge of pain go through me as i fell against a side table. Mark then pulled me up and then shoved me against the wall, pushing me into it roughly. "You never talk to me like that. I don't care what you think. If you ever tell anyone, it will be worse. Understand?"He took his grip off of me and i collapsed onto my knees. I felt my body shake as i let out a sob. I cry more becuase he came in my life. I closed my eyes for a second. "Why me,God?" I let out another sob. "Why Me? _____________ Tags: jonas, brothers, kevin, joe, nick, demi, lovato, selena, gomez, chelsea, staub, taken, story, fanfic, chapter, one, Author: SingandDancetoJB |
