These Words are a Lie ~A Joshifer Fanfiction~ Chapter Two
A/N: Wow, I find this to be absolutely crazy! Like, this story is actually coming together. This is all getting too real lol! I never expected to get to this point to be honest with you. But, as promised, the second chapter of TWAAL has arrived.
I’d just like to give a big thank you to everyone who sent such sweet messages concerning the first chapter; your support was, and still is, greatly appreciated. I wouldn’t have the confidence without you all! <3
Also, a personal thank you to catching-dandelions once again, for all her help and patience. She’s had to listen to me babble on about this story for about a month, bless her.
The soft voice breaks me out of my unconscious state,
drawing me slowly and painfully back into the real world. I groan softly,
shutting my eyes tightly and nestling down into the material beneath me.
“Come on, it’s time to get up,” the voice wars with me
yet again, deep and gentle.
But I’m having none of it. I don’t want to get up and
face the day, with all the challenges and heavy emotions it will present. So my
brow furrows, my hand blindly reaching down and groping for the sheets. I find
them, and bundle the fabric up in my hands, before yanking it violently over my
A laugh sounds, and whatever I’m laying on vibrates
beneath me, causing me to moan in annoyance.
“I mean, as much as you don’t want to get up, I
unfortunately have to.”
And suddenly, it registers with me, finally coming out
of my slumber induced daze to put two and two together.
The tender tone belongs to Josh. And my head is
currently resting upon his chest, my free arm strung across him in an almost
I allow my eyes to come into view, attempting to blink
the sleep from them and squinting when the light of the room registers. My head
begins to ache, a pounding sensation deep within the depths of my forehead. And
it essentially registers that I’m only feeling one thing this morning.