Never Lost Never Will~ Chapter 25 Video

*Joe's Flashback*

He shivered uncontrollably as he sat behind a cluttered dumpster, he needed some protection from the cold, before he froze to death. It was the middle of January, and he was only 14. He wasn't sober. Hell.. He never was in times like this. He would've been dead a long time ago if it weren't for his precious coke.

"Ugh....." he groaned, his throat becoming dry and sharp as if knives were stuck into it. His skin prickled with goosebumps, and the odd sensation of needles poking through his arm made him shudder.
Here he was, alone with no help, and no will to move. His teeth chattered loudly as he cuddled closer into his ragged jacket. His hair was matted, dark, and greasy. He could smell his own stench of drugs and cold sweat fleet throughout his nostrils.

He was hoping he would be able to sneak into a nearby Starbucks, but he was always kicked out back onto the streets by one of the employees. If they only knew, if they only understood what he had been through, they would be thinking twice now. The atmosphere broke into another striking breeze, which knocked Joe further against the wall. He felt his skin rattling in the icy winds, he couldn't refrain from shuddering everytime the cold air smacked his cheeks.

He felt himself becoming number and number by the second. It had never been this bad, but tonight was a dreadful exception. He decided to get up and walk, it would at least warm him a little more. Though exhausted, and his body fighting with his mind, he managed to walk a few blocks forward. The wind sent him kissing the filthy pavement of the New York City streets. The rats would come out at night, and Joe was reluctant to head back to the dumpster.

He watched the sunset on the horizon. He found himself strolling into Central Park, gazing at the patches of green grass around him. They were dancing in the breeze, and Joe wished he was small enough to wrap himself in the grass. He found a nice bench to settle in, though the cold still pushed him harshly. He wouldn't give in to death. Maybe he had been stupid in the past, and maybe he shouldn't have been experimenting with drugs at the age of 14, but he wouldn't die. He wondered if it would be painful, or if he would barely notice it through the numbness of his body. He quickly filtered this idea out of his brain and sniffed the winter air before falling into a very light sleep.

Maybe he could do something to get him into prison. It was better than sitting here in the freezing cold. He'd get free food, but he knew the prison would realize he was under 18. They'd ask for information, and all of the above. He wouldn't go to a foster family. He absolutely refused.

He'd rather turn to ice.
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Joe snapped back into his normal dimension of reality and sighed. Kevin was staring at him reprovingly, and it wasn't making the situation much more ideal. He stuck his nose into the warmth of his new coat and walked away from Kevin. He stared at the tracks he left in the snow and made his way home.

"Joe? Wait." Kevin called, his tone insignificantly gentler.
"Shut up." Joe sneered, from behind. He soon found himself in front of the house. He didn't understand why he was mortified to enter. He didn't want to face Paul or Denise, so he jumped the fence and hid in the backyard. At least he had a place to stay. He rested himself in a soft patch of snow and remembered Taylor. Her blonde hair and accepting smile. It made him feel welcome and pleased that someone hadn't hated him upon approach.

He wondered if he'd ever see her again. She was a highschooler, probably a junior. She looked abut 16 maybe 17. Not much of a difference to himself, maybe he seemed older than her in appearance, but it didn't matter to him.
He didn't mind being subjected to looking older than he truly was.
Sure he missed being looked to as a child, but by this point he had gotten used to the looks of resentment shot at him each day.

Maybe he'd find hope, maybe he'd be excepted, and maybe for this new year only weeks away, he'd be genuinely happy, but he was highly doubtful, that his resolution would result in

Failure.

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eys12: Please Post.

lalalaxx3x: great ep

IrishJB1794: awesome can u post 1 more?

only1madi: It's so sad that he has such low expectations! :[ Can't wait for the next one!

zefrongurl4567: aww joe! dont think that, u can totally, reach that =) u just gotta belive in urself! lol love it!

kevinjonaslover123: awesome chapter!!

vita2209: Great!

daisysourcream13: wow amazing. i feel so bad for Joe. he nees a family...sent from teh heaven above.. plz... he's suffersing and begging for love and care and warmth

CandieRivers: Joe needs to gain higher expectations of himself! if he thinks so lowly he will acheive nothing! he needs to aim high in order to prosper! he has to believe in himself in order for others to believe in him also! great job! i luved it so much! it really was amazing! i feel better now that you posted. Im stuck in the hospital...i hate it here *sigh*

SubmissiveJayden: Love this series so much! Please post again!!!

crazymusic161821: I feel bad for Joe. They really just don't understand. They need to stop yelling at him and let him tell his story when he's ready. Post more soon!

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ingasferretlovesjj: so u dont support jaylor?? cuz i dont either. Cant wait for the next one!

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