When I yelled at Owen I had no control, I couldn't think straight, couldn't see clearly. I was like a bull, all I saw was red, all I thought was charge! After all the pain and hurt, I thought he would have learnt by now. Only, instead of me who was hurt, it was Joey, poor sweet Joe.
When I finished yelling at him, he got up, tears in his eyes and left. I ran to Joe and gently lifted his head, putting it on my lap. He wouldn't wake up, "Joe. Joe, come on baby, wake up! Don't you dare leave me. Not with HIM." I started crying, I became hysterical. I held his hand, suddenly I felt a tug, someone was squeezing my hand. Joe! His eyes flutter open, he looked at me. The love and pain in them, it killed me.
Joe's P.O.V. (Possible new regular?!)
Destiny was yelling at him. With pure, passionate anger. She and Owen were still arguing as I slowly felt my self slipping into the darkness. I thought I was as good as dead. Until. I heard an angel's whispering , a familiar angel's whispering, crying for me. Wait. That voice. It was Destiny. She asked me to stay with her, don't leave me, she said. I felt her warm hand in mine and squeezed it, as if in reassurance. She looked at me. He sorrow became pure joy, lighting up like a kid in a candy store. She was mine, then and there, I knew it.
It had been a while, we'd sat there talking, kissing, cuddling until midnight. I took her home. When we got to her house she remembered that her parents would be out, for the week, on business. This was my shot, "I could stay her with you, if you want. You should be alone, especially seeing as HE might turn up." I know it was a little harsh to use that against her but hey, if it works, it works. It did work in the end. So now I'll spend the entire week with the girl of my dreams, alone. Aw heck yeah!