Jonathan Brandis Last Words Novels & Stories

Bye’ I debated answering her but thought it wouldn’t be good to ignore her in case something was wrong. I moved out of the nose to a much quieter area before swiping on the green button. ‘’Hey mom,’’ I said after taking the call. ‘’Johnathan is dead.’’ At first, it seemed like it could have been a dream. It was dead of the night, and I’d had too much to drink while out with Ellie and a few of our friends at a bar close to campus.

"The next time you call me love, I'll cut your throat.” Jonathan gives a sharp laugh and blood drips into his mouth. The sound is even darker in an open space, full of echoes. "I didn't think I would be dead at the end of the day. If I had known, I would have made you eat the same dish as your little mobster friend.” I ignore this statement. I have more sensible questions to ask in the remaining minutes, but I also feel a little safer just knowing that he has no chance anymore. "You're already dead. Regardless of the name you get. He will always be dead to all of us, Jonathan.”

FIVE DAYS EARLIER “ I stand on the last bridge of my life. Who knew Brooklyn Bridge, a bridge I always crossed through would be the bridge I fall from? I breathe in my last breath, so refreshing… The breeze blows my ebony hair and with one last step, l'll… “ “ Krystal!”

he said louder this time as the tears he fought so hard to hold came flowing down his cheeks, "What's wrong, Jay?" I asked the question nobody seemed to have the courage to ask, "No, this can't be true, she won't, she can't" he yelled crumpling the paper and throwing it, everyone stared at him, then the paper before Brandon stood up to pick it up, "Jace" Brandon called out, his shock mirroring that of Jay, "What's wrong, can one of you tell us what the result says" Lisa snapped, "Jace, your mum's death has been ruled out as suicide" Brandon muttered and a chill ran through my spine,

Someone was talking back to us. HELLO, MIRELE AND TOBY, CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THIS? "Of course we can," Mirele thought back. "Who are we talking to?" THIS IS JONATHAN AT THE KEYBOARD, BUT EVERYONE ELSE IS HERE, TOO. YOU SHOULD HEAR THE RACKET OUT HERE! THANK GOD YOU'RE ALL RIGHT. I could visualize his smile as well... and his tears. He had lost his grandson, but we were ready to save the world.

"Tonight was meant to be an anniversary. But four years is long enough to realize when a mistake has been made. I am officially announcing my intention to divorce Evelyn Hart, effective immediately." A collective gasp rippled through the room as I felt the air leave my lungs. I looked at Beatrice, who was smiling into her wine glass, then I looked back at Daniel, searching for some sign of a joke, but there was nothing but ice. "Sophie Lane is the woman who holds my heart," he continued, glancing down at the blonde woman with a warmth he had never once shown me. "And I will no longer live a lie for the sake of a contract."

He looked down at Jacob’s body and then at Jamie, his heart beating fast, hoping that he had been quick enough to stop the truth from coming out. "Did he say anything?" Brandon asked, his voice low and serious. "Did he explain why he tried to kill you and killed my son-in-law?" Jamie looked up at Brandon, and he didn't show any anger or fear. He just looked Brandon right in the eyes and replied with a calm voice. "No..He was trying to say something, but I couldn't understand anything before he drew his last breath….He died before the words could come out." Brandon heard this and he breathed a visible breath of relief, as he felt like a giant weight had been lifted off his shoulders. Then he

The man smiled. "And Sophia?" Liam froze. "Where is she?" The man chuckled. "Alive." Liam relaxed slightly. "But not for long." "No." The man leaned forward. "You know what I want." Liam looked away. "I'm never giving it to you." The man's smile disappeared. "Then everyone dies." --- That evening, Emma sat surrounded by the anonymous messages. The photographs. The unknown numbers. Everything. Noah sat beside her. Neither had spoken for several minutes.