my guardian angel - BRAYLIN/ MAD-

[jonah ethan wolfe]

jonah had been out all night partying away, and drinking more cups of any type of alcoholic beveragies than he had ever had any night before. he partied with any girl that crossed his path, tried to get with any female that walked by him, and then ended up sleeping with zana at the end of the night. he had two fights, one with liliah and one with some other guy. he had stumbled his way home at about six in the morning after he had made a fool of himself at the bar. zana at the side of him, trying to keep him from hurting himself, in the end of the sitution. after stumbling in the dark in his house, and fumbling over chairs, he ended up in the bed with zana. of course, it happened like always.


his green eyes opened and suddenly he realized his head was banging off the charts. it was never really that bad, but this afternoon it was. he mummbled and groaned, and then suddenly looked around his little room. he hated living here, and sometimes, he hated himself. basically, he hated his life. but, he drank, and had sex to make himself feel better. and he thought he was the shit. he looked around his room, and mummbled out " zana, are you around?" but nothing ever said anything back. he sighed out. of course she was gone. she always did leave after they had sex. it was basically how it went, always.

he looked to the chair in his room to see a bag there. he wondered who's it was, but then his eyes soon fell back asleep. about ten minutes later, he woke up again. his head was still pounding intensly, but he didn't care. he looked around, and then sat up. he moved his legs off his bed, and stood up. he ran his hands through his hair, and then moved out of his room to his bathroom. he opened the mirror door to the cabinet, and grabbed the headache pills. he took three of them, and then turned on the shower.

after he had hopped out of the shower, he grabbed his towel on the wall, and walked out of the bathroom to the living room. he looked to the couch, and sitting there was braylin...

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[braylin heather jonas]

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Braylin ran the polka dotted hair straightener through her hair again, but it wasn’t getting any straighter. She slipped on her heels and grabbed her bag, mentally thanking Zana for texting her. Zana had texted Braylin to tell her that Jonah was off his butt drunk again, and of course, that was Braylins cue to go to Jonahs. She pulled open the door to walk outside she was met by a fierce gust of wind, threatening to reveal everything under her skirt. The morning sun was weak, compared to the blonde in her hair, and the only slight pep in her step. She sat down in her car carefully, and zoomed to Jonahs not letting her mind wander off driving. Braylin was always stuck cleaning up after Jonah, she felt like he would realize that she was good for him, or at least better than most of the girls he wanted to be with.

After a small stop for a drink and gas, Braylin was at Jonahs. She stepped out carefully not to spill her drink, and then she briskly walked up to his front door. She jiggled the door, not at all shocked to see it unlocked, and then she was in. She set her drink on the table and headed to his room. He was still asleep, and if Braylin wasn’t in such a good move she would have woken him up. Instead she threw her purse into the chair and walked back into his living room. She cleaned; she picked up trash and clothes, dusted. She did everything but vacuum, because she didn’t want to wake him up.

After a few moments she headed to the kitchen, and just as she got done she heard the sound of the shower turn on. “Good hes awake.” With an exasperated sigh she sat on the couch, feeling contempt with her work. The house looked better than it had before. Braylin felt like the fairy of cleaning, but that’s what she was good for, a little sex and cleaning. She wanted to scream what was her problem? Why couldn’t she just leave this all behind? She threw her hands up in vanquish, but then quickly fixed her skirt when she heard the shower turn off. A few moments later, out walked Jonah in a towel. Braylin rolled her eyes, “ I cleaned” she didn’t say much else, trying to not let her eyes roam all over Jonah seemed to be a pretty able task.

[jonah ethan wolfe]

jo was alittle shocked when he first saw bray sitting there in his living room, then again he wasn't shocked. he always seemed to find her there after zana left him alone, and sometimes he wondered why she always did. he looked at her, and said ' erm, thanks bray." she always seemed to help him out the most, and sometimes, he really wondered why. he knew that he treated her like complete shit, and still she was here. she was always right here, picking after jo, taking care of him when he didn't feel good, getting him medicine if he needed it.

sometimes, you would think that bray was his girlfriend. but, she wasn't. she was just the person that jo tend to lean on alot, and have sex with quiet frequently. he sighed, and then scanned the room alittle bit. she really did a good job at cleaning. he bite at his lip, and said" i feel as i should pay you back for this, but i spent all my money last night." he laughed after that too. he looked her up and down, and then said" then again, i have my ways to pay you back." even someone that didn't know jo knew what he would be talking about. even someone that was prude would.


he looked at her, and then finally moved into his bedroom. he smirked, and moved over to his dresser. he pulled out his band-tee from simple plan, and his grey boxers and then slipped those on. he sighed, and bite his lip alittle bit before walking out of his room with just that on. he looked at her and said" you hungry, bray? i was thinking eggs and toast for breakfast would be good." he then looked at her, and then said" what ya say little missy?" he opened the fridge door, grabbing the eggs, he closed the door. he placed the eggs on the counter, and looked up to bray and said" i still don't get why your here every morning after my shitty ass nights. i mean, how do you know?"

[braylin heather jonas]

Braylin tsked her tongue, of course he had spent all his money. Then of course she chuckled at his prude choice of words as she stood up and waited for his return. She shook her head at him, but of course she had to think about truth in his words. She mentally shook the thoughts out of her mind, not the place to think of that. She was here to make sure he was ok, and that he wasn’t going to do something stupid. She had already heard of his mornings exploits, but there wasn’t anything she could do at that time like most people her age she was soundly asleep. Her phone was stuck deeply and soundly in her skirt pocket, and it jingled slightly, “Mom.” Frowning, she texted back. Her mother wanted to know where she was of course. Her mom hadn’t been home when she left, so she wasn’t mad at her for worrying, even if only slightly agitated by the loud noise breaking through her thoughts.

She flipped her hair back behind her shoulder, and stuck her phone back in her pocket. She looked up as Jo’ walked back out. Braylin chuckled; well at least he had clothes on this time. “ I guess” She answered his question and followed him to the kitchen. She watched and pondered again how odd their relationship was.Braylin couldn’t but smirk at his figure, quickly she chased her thoughts of seriousness back. She herself had no idea of his intentions, and she wouldn’t dare ask. She walked by him to heat the oven, and while she was at it she grabbed him the frying pan for eggs. She clucked her tongue.

Smiling misheivously she patted her skirts pocket where her phone jingled again, not even caring if it drew his attention to close to her thighs. “ I have my ways. She winked and turned the stove on. She leaned against the counter, her elbows resting on it. “ So I take it Zana was over this morning” Braylin took a quick sip of her drink. It was a daring question for her. She knew the answer already, her being here was proof. Braylin had to ask herself why she had brought herself here, knowing they would never be. She rolled her eyes and pinched his butt, hardly able to control herself. Braylin was like that, almost totally bi-polar when it came to Jo’ she could be serious, then she would make a joke. She always wanted to keep the air light and happy, it was her lifestyle.

[jonah ethan wolfe]

he looked at her and smirked sort of evilishly. of course jo had spent all his money, i mean come on. he moved through out the kitchen, and then looked that bray had basically already helped him half way through it. he smiled, sort of giving out a thanks for that. he soon cracked the two eggs on the pan, and placed them on the stove. he sighed, and looked to the cabinet. he grabbed the bread out, placing it on the counter. he would work on the toast after the eggs of course.

his eyes wandered down bray, and then his eyebrows rised a bit. jo couldn't lie, he was attracted to bray. i mean, why else would he pick her to be his best friend? sometimes he wondered how they really were though, and how she felt. but soon, he shook those thoughts out of his head. he really just wanted his food, and sex. that would be his life. well, add some drugs to that. he looked at her, and then moved the pan around, making sure the eggs were done. once he decided they were done, he flopped them on the plate on the counter.

he looked at her once she asked about zada. he sighed, and then said' yeah, i was with her last night at the bar. we drank together, and i guess she came home with me. i don't remember too much actually." he took another two eggs, and cracked them onto the pan. he sighed, as he watched it. he never really liked talking to bray about zada. it always ended up really badly, actually.

[braylin heather jonas]

Braylin shifted her wait to her other leg, crossing her arms against her chest. She was tired of all the other girls, but what could she say about it? She wasn’t going to risk losing a good enough friendship, again. Braylin didn’t let it affect her, maybe ignoring it would help her more. She watched him and slowly she felt herself smile again. She let the fact that all she was good for was cleaning and sex out of her mind. One day, one day. She sighed and turned to face him again. She grabbed her phone as it blared out 30H!3 she almost jumped back in fear. She grabbed her phone, and jumped up on the small counter to sit. She crossed her legs slightly. Braylin unlocked her phone to read the text, it was from her lab partner at school reminding her that the paper was due on Friday. She rolled her eyes and put her phone on the counter next to her. “ Don’t you just hate pushy people? “ Braylin put a emphasis on hate and leaned her head back against the cabinets. Braylin looked back at Jo’ and smiled.


She messed around with her short skirt. Tracing the line of one of the petals along her thigh. Braylin didn’t know what to do now, her job was quite done. She had cleaned, and he was up and running. Sometimes she wished she didn’t do this, but Braylin felt like if she didn’t, then the only reason he would need her was for sex, and that was what Zana was for. Braylin mentally shook herself, “Stop being crazy Braylin” She almost sighed, but she didn’t. Looking at Jo’ she wondered how crazy she was to stay for so long. What would happen to her later on in her life? After she was out of school and her parents kicked her out? Braylin sighed and walked out of the small kitchen. Her heels clicking behind her. “ Hold on a second” Braylin walked to her bag, taking out a BC powder. She had a major headache, to much thinking.

Before walking back into the kitchen she put a smile on her face, and then she walked in. “ So uh, hows your laundry situation?” It was a last resort really, another excuse for her to get to stay longer. She wondered how much he actually wore when no one was around, or how little anyways. She was also being nice, maybe the reason he wasn’t wearing pants was cause he didn’t have any? Braylin didn’t believe that in the slightest. It needed to be done though, and it would just be nice if she could stay longer. She sat back up on the counter, her fingers tracing the same petal again on her thigh. She looked down at it, her black fingernails making the reds, pinks, and greens seem even more bold.

[jonah ethan wolfe]

it had been just like any other morning for jo. i mean, what would change in his life? not much. it never seemed to change at all. he looked to his eggs, taking the next batch out of the pan. braylin was basically the only person he would ever cook breakfast for, other than his sister that is. but, other than those two. he'd let you starve or make your own. i guess that was why zada never stayed past seven am, or whatever time she seemed to leave in the morning. jo really never cared to wake up when she left, or notice when she did leave. he honestly didn't care either, though. she was just a straight hook up, someone to have thier when he was in that mood.

he looked to her once she spoke, and said" yeah, actually i do." he placed the eggs on a plate for bray, and then said" toast, bray?" he looked away, grabbing the bread out of the bag. he placed two of them in the oven for himself, waiting for her answer of course. he looked at her, and then said " okay bray." he never really cared what she did. he liked what she did anyways. i mean, she cleaned for him, she organized his house, she made sure he was okay after a rough night, plus she had sex with him. it was all worth it in the end to be nice back to her. he got things out of it anyways. but sometimes jo thought it was more than that. but he always told himself that it wasn't.

he looked at her when she reentered the room, and said" well um, i did laundry the other day. not much of it is dirty." it wasn't a lie. he had forced himself to do the laundry the other day when he realized all he had was one pair of shorts left, and no boxers. he sighed, and said" i had no boxers left, and one pair of shorts that day. so i was sort of forced to do it. " he looked to her, and then once his toast popped out, he reached for them. he placed them on his plate, and then looked at her, waiting for her answer if she wanted some too. he was nice towards her at times. but he knew sometimes he treated her like shit. he was aware of that, and sometimes he really did wish he didn't. but it was just how it was with jo.

[braylin heather jonas]

“ Ones good enough. “ Braylin stopped tracing the pattern long enough to roll her eyes at Jo. It was a totally a guy thing to wait until they had no clothes left to do laundry. She chuckled at him, how she not. “ I wouldn’t put it past you Jo’ “ She pushed her hair behind her ear, it was becoming quite frustrating in her face. Braylin put her long hair up in a ponytail, quite a waste after straightening if for almost half an hour. She sighed and looked at Jo’. It was quite a waste of her hair. Braylin felt like shit, might as well look it. Her hair by now went half way down her back, but she didn’t want to cut it. Usually she styled it so it was higher up and you didn’t notice how long it was.

“ So how is the hangover coming along?” Braylin didn’t drink much but she knew how awful they were. He looked like he was fine but he might not be letting on as much as he felt. If Jo’ needed her to she would happily help him get over the hangover,but if he didn’t Braylin really didn’t know what to do. She was at a lost, but she wouldn’t let him know. Braylin let her hands fall into her lap the yellow rubber bracelet she wore shining up at her. Braylin always had that sick feeling that she was a nuisance sitting in her stomach. Braylin didn’t know where his intentions lie with her, but she would sell her soul to know. She feared every day that she her love was very one-sided, that if another girl appeared she would be tossed to the side like a bag of potatoes.

She realized how tired she was now, wishing she hadn’t stayed up all night again. It was a bad habit, but so many things happened at night that didn’t during the day. Braylin wished she wasn’t caught up in all this, but she was. Many people told her that it wasn’t love, but she it was. Braylin was more happy with Jo’ than she was with anyone else. Being in a one-sided love was unfun, but she didn’t know what to do.

[jonah ethan wolfe]

he soon made his plate of food, and then put hers together. he looked at her, and smiled and said" well you know, i hate laundry." he hated that basically he was on his own most the time. he never really realized how much bray helped him out with everything, but that was jo for you. he never really did realize too much, actually.

he looked at her and then said" well, after i eat, it will be better, bray." he smiled, at her and then handed her the plate of her food. He took his plate, walking over to his couch. he sat down, and lifted his toast up, taking a bite of it. oh, man how jo loved food after a good night of drinking. he smiled at bray and said" how about you come with me tonight, and we party it up? you never party with me, little bray." he missed her partying with him, most the time. he liked chilling with bray, i mean besides all the other stuff. she never seemed to mind how he was. so that made him feel pretty nice around her.

[braylin heather jonas]

Braylin jumped off the counter and grabbed the plat he offered. Braylin followed him to the couch and she sat down. Silently she nibbled on her piece of toast. Braylin loved to party as much as the next person, but she was still under age and wasn’t going to risk her neck every night to do so. “ You want to party with me? “ She put her plate on the table and wiped her hands. “ I mean, sure, I guess.” Braylin smirked.

She returned her plate to the kitchen she wasn’t hungry. Braylin hadn’t been able to party a lot lately, to much school work. Exams, mostly. Not to mention her parents absolutely despised Jo’ and they hated her hanging with him. Obviously they hadn’t stopped her, but more like fed her her interest. She tsked and sat back down on the couch. Silly parents. Braylin wished and put her arm on the back of the couch. She was a fool for Jo’ and she wondered how long it was going to take him to notice. He was the only guy that made her happy.

[jonah ethan wolfe]

he looked at her and said" no, bray, the other person in the room is who i want to party with." jo always had a way to be alittle smart ass, and throw those comments out there, but most the time it was just him joking around. he laughed and then said" yes, you silly. now come on, lets party. it's a saturday night. i'll have you home early in the morning tomorrow, i promise".

he watched her put the plate back. sometimes, he wondered why she was still around. jo wasn't that mean to her, but still. he slept with her and then went and slept with other girls. or he would take another girl over her sometimes. he knew he never treated her the right way. he sighed, and then said" you can leave if you want... i mean, i know your parents hate me in all. i'm going clubbing, i can get you in."

[braylin heather jonas]

Braylin rolled her eyes at Jo’. “ Smart ass/” She chuckled. Braylin popped her knuckles, a habit she was trying to kill. “ If you really want to, I guess so Jo’. “ Braylin smiled. It never failed to amaze her how he could drink all night until late in the morning and then wake up and do it again. Braylin yawned and stood up from the couch, wiping her off the back of her skirt.
Suddenly she had to think of what might happen if she did go. What if he got together with Zada and Braylin was too drunk to drive? Or she was a total third wheel because they only had one car. She mentally shook her head. She should really stop worrying before she got ugly wrinkles on her forehead. She walked behind the couch to throw her arms around Jonahs neck to whisper in his ear. “ They don’t hate you, they just strongly... dislike you” Braylin laughed and walked back to the kitchen to was her plate and clean the mess they had made.