All Chapters of A Little Bit of Joy: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I was dressed in a mango flowy spaghetti top with my denim jacket and blue jeans. I wore my white sneakers and went downstairs. I found my mum on the couch typing methodically on her laptop."Joy wear your shoes outside. I just got the carpet cleaned," she said gravely, watching me from the corner of her eye as she continued typing. "You look nice. Finally, you wore that top.""Uh yeah . . . I was saving it for a special day . . . Not that today is special---""I know you have a date with Logan." She removed her reading glasses and took a good glimpse of me. "If you feel---""If I feel uncomfortable, I will tell him," I finished her sentence. "Don't worry, I feel particularly energetic today."She smiled kindly. "Should I drop you?""No, Logan's picking me up. He didn't tell me where we're going though," I replied, making my way towards the door."Have fun and call me after you have eaten something.""I will." I bade her goodbye and shut the door. Before I could retrieve my phone to c

Third Person's POV [Logan's POV]It was late evening. The clouds floated away and the sun was slithering down, dispersing orange light across the horizon. The vast sky above was a light pink as if at the anticipation of the moon, the sky was blushing. A lone sparrow was teetering on a tree with russet coloured leaves before it finally decided to flap it's tiny wings and soar in the autumn breeze. Children with sweaty faces, bruised knees and grubby hands were returning home after playing, some still tossing the ball among them and shouting with zeal while others stumbling tiredly with thirst glinting in their young eyes.Logan saw the town come to life as he strolled with Gizmo, making his way to Joy's house. He hadn't seen her yesterday because he was caught up in a project and couldn't wait to see her face light up and her lips stretch into a wide smile when he entered her room. She always did that as if seeing him made her truly happy like he was something valuable. He never though

"Done it? What the hell do y-you mean by that?" I demanded, but Jamal was pulled back harshly by Shaun.Shaun said gravely, "Logan's in the hospital right now . . . His condition is serious.""Done it? What?" My eyes flicker frantically between Shaun's and Jamal's, searching for answers. "What is going on?""His body was found near the bridge. He's lost a lot of blood and he's unconscious now."I can't see them properly, my vision is obscure and I can taste salt on my cracked lips."That doesn't mean he has done it! It would have been an accident. Logan is strong, he is strong," I repeat agitatedly and angrily throw a pillow towards Jamal. "Get your facts right before talking crap!""I assumed---""Not now Jamal," Shaun cut in. "You should rest Joy, we'll go to see Logan.""What? I-I'm coming with you guys." I tried to get up and winced in pain. Note to self- never get up suddenly. My family stared at me wide-eyed. "Take me there . . . Take me to him right now!"Shaun glanced at mum w

Third Person's POV [Logan's POV]Logan was discharged from the hospital and although the doctors advised him to rest, he barely could afford to do that. He had to make frequent trips from college (to catch up on notes), his job, police station for enquiries and Joy's house where he finally felt like home. At the station, the cops were searching for the criminals based on Logan's descriptions about them.Logan wanted them to be punished, but he didn't care any longer. He knew karma wouldn't let them get away or his cruel uncle. He also knew that because of the police investigation, his uncle wouldn't dare to touch him for some months now. Besides, he felt invincible, like no force on earth could even blow a strand of his hair. The power in him was more spiritual than physical and all the events leading him to the brink of death taught him that stressing out caused him to only die a little bit everyday.For the first time in his life, he truly believed that he was strong.Logan ate the

Shaun's POV :I was delaying to go back to France. Joy wanted me to go, but how could I leave her? She was so frail like a china doll and all I wanted to do was snatch her pain away, bundle her up in the thickest blankets and take her safely home."Gem, maa will come to pick you up before bedtime," I said softly, concentrating my attention on her after taking a glimpse of my watch. "Grab your things, we don't want to create a mess in this place."Gemma nodded vaguely, her gaze travelling the liquid trickling in the tube next to the urine catheter."Can I stay please?" she asked suddenly in a pleading tone."Yeah . . . Okay. Maa will understand, I'll tell her," I said gently, not wanting to say no to Gemma. She had already suffered through many mental breakdowns this month and it hurt me to see my other sister go through so much misery. It hurt me to be rendered useless, not knowing how to help them.She murmured, her voice sounding lost, "Thank you."I didn't say anything, only reache