Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2000 01:33:37 -0800
From: daysecraze@hotmail.com
Subject: The Sound Of Your Voice 1/1
Title: The Sound of Your Voice 1/1
Author: Dayse
E-Mail: daysecraze@hotmail.com
Webpage: http://home.earthlink.net/~crcwjt/mojoe/
Rating: R for language
Summary: "This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get
back to ya."
Disclaimer: I am not associated with NSYNC, I do not
know their sexual orientations, this is a work of
fiction.
Author's notes: Whoa! Been a while since I posted
anything here :) Well...this is gonna be a short,
one shot deal. Meaning no second parts and no sequels,
sorry! I'm real flattered when you ask but it ain't
gonna happen :)
Those aren't NSYNC's real e-mail addresses so no
writing musicman@aol.com and professing your love for
JC <g>
Anyways - look! I got a new webpage! :) And all
thanks goes to the wonderful Jawamonkey who's fiction
inspires and awes me:
http://home.earthlink.net/~crcwjt/index2.html - The
Big Mix. Go check it out, you will not be disappointed.
Thanks must also go to CJ, NsyncGrrl and Rache who are
just fabulous. They actually made me use the word
'fabulous'. Wow :)
Okay, onto the story now :)
The Sound of your Voice 1/1
To: jfsuperman@aol.com
From: bustamechris@aol.com
Subject: Clubbin' Clubbin' Clubbin'
Hey Joe -
I'm STILL pissed at you 'cuz you decided you wanted to
go off on your own for your break instead of hanging out
with us but I guess I can forgive you. I GUESS. But
I'm all broken hearted, you know that, right? Heh.
We went to a club last night and it was a blast! There
was this chick there that had the fucking FRESHEST ass.
I'm talking boom boom boom, Joe - she was tens all the
way! I know...you don't give a shit right? Well...
there were cute guys there, too. At least that's what
Josh says, not that he did nothing about it, he's so
hung up on you.
Anyways, hit me back I miss you, you bastard. Fucker.
Leaving us like this! Heh heh heh. Hit me back.
Chris
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To: jfsuperman@aol.com
From: funkydeamigo@aol.com
Subject: Big Horny Bastard
WAZUUUUUUP? Joey! Dude! I can't believe you ditched
us up like that man. What's UP? Man did I ever tell
ya how much I hate using this damn email thing? I mean
I suck at typing and I keep making mistakes and having
to go back and fix them because Lance is giving me a big
ass hard time about it.
Now he's denying it but it's true!
But I guess I had to e-mail you because you haven't been
answering your cell phone, what's up with that? You
getting laid so much that you can't even turn that on?
Hah I bet that's it!
Seriously Joe, call us. Or call Josh, he misses you.
Okay later, Supes!
J
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To: jfsuperman@aol.com
From: lbass@aol.com
Subject: Rehearsal and vacation
Hello Joey,
How's it going? I hope you're having a good vacation,
you must be since you haven't been calling or answering your
phone. I don't mean to guilt trip you or anything but can
you just call one of us? Let us know how you are? I know,
I know...you're a big boy and you're probably all pissy that
we're bugging but you know how it is.
Thing is, now I'm thinking if you aren't answering your
phone, why the hell should we think you're answering e-mail?
You hate e-mail almost as much as Justin! Shit, Joe, I just
hope these get to you. Maybe you decided to hiking for your
vacation or something and can't get to a phone - but you SAID
you would call, so...
Anyway, don't forget to get back here for rehearsal.
March 11, 10 in the AM, Nomad Studios in Orlando. I've
attached more info. If it doesn't automatically preview at
the bottom of this e-mail, just click on the little paper-
clip thingy in the corner.
See you then,
Lance
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To: jfsuperman@aol.com
From: musicman@aol.com
Subject: From JC
Joey -- I know the other guys have e-mailed you, just thought I
would drop you a line. Things are good here I wrote a new song
that I put at the bottom of the letter if you wanted to read it.
You do not have to I know you probably have a lot of things
going on right now but you always seem to have some good ideas
and I like hearing your feedback on stuff.
I miss you.
LOL wow that was a lot easier to say in e-mail than it would be
if I were on the phone or face to face with you. I guess that is
why people like these things so much.
See you soon.
Take care of yourself and don't do anything I wouldn't do,
Joshua Scott Chasez
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Hey, man! You're phone is workin', that's great! We were all
startin' to get a little worried and stuff. But I guess if you're
phone is working and it wasn't before that can only be good news,
right? Maybe Lance was right and you went camping or hiking or
something even though everyone was saying how stupid that was since
you hate that sorta thing! But first time for everything, right?
"I don't have to worry about wasting tape on your answering machine
either 'cause you got one of those services, right? So I can talk
as long as I want, nyah, nyah, nyah." Laugh. "Sorry, I guess I'm
just a little relieved. Fucking bastard not fucking calling and
making me worry. Call me, Fatone, I mean it!"
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Joe, hey! Chris said that your phone was workin' so I thought I'd
just leave a message too, ya know? How ya doin'? Call back, my
cell phone or at the house or page me. I'll call you right back if
I don' pick up right away. Heh, and uh...guess what? I, uh...I
sorta asked Brit to marry me. Heh, ain't that messed or what? I
was sorta jokin' when I said it, we're so young and all dat, but...
now that I like asked it seems right, ya know?
"Whew! See what happens when you go away for a couple of weeks?
Give me a ring, dude. Later."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"This is Lance, but well...duh, right?" Laughs. "Chris and Justin
have tried calling you and we've ALL e-mailed you and it's been two
weeks so now we're sorta worried. I guess it's 'cause it's like
we're always together and then suddenly when we're not...I don't
know. It's weird and we're worried even if we shouldn't be. So
call one of us or e-mail one of us or hire a sky-writer or maybe use
smoke signals. Just...Please contact one of us, Joe? Ok, bye."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Joey?" Pause. "If you're there, Joe, pick up, huh?" Pause. "Okay...
you're not picking up. Um, okay - this is Josh and I just thought I'd
call. I'm at the studio so when you get this please call me here or
on my cell or leave a message on my home phone. Even if it's real
late 'cause I just need to hear your voice and not some automated
message, you know? Alright, bye then, buddy."
------
"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"...." Sighs. "Joey, I'm so fucking tired of hearing this message."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Pick up. Pick UP, damn you. Fuck. FUCK." Pause. "I bought a ring
today, a real nice expensive one that has like emerlads and diamonds
on it. It came in that nice lookin' velvet case and inside it was
satin or silk or something. Deep blue, real...*pretty*, I guess. I
wanted something pink or purple, 'cause you know how much Brit likes
those girly colours, but they didn't have any real nice ones like
that. So. I have the ring. I'm looking at it right now and I'm
thinking about how I'm gonna ask her. Ask her right. Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe.
"Pick up the phone, Joey, for the love of God, pick up the phone."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Hey, Joe. Ok. Um. I'm scared shitless now. It's been over a month
and...and no word. I don't know where you are, your parents don't
know where you are, STEVE doesn't know and you tell him everything.
People are starting to wonder if maybe you're lying in a hospital
somewhere with amnesia, not knowing who you are or nothing.
Rehearsal's tomorrow, if you don't show up then...Then fuck, I don't
know. CALL. ME."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"This is Josh. Hey. I'm not even mad anymore. If I just see you
tomorrow and you're smiling and joking and you laugh about how stupid
we are that we were so worried, then I'll be the happiest damn person
in the world. But I just had to call. I --
"I don't know why but I suddenly feel like I should tell you stuff,
to this stupid automated message. But you know what, Joe? I'm gonna
wait. I'm just gonna say that I have to talk to you and maybe you'll
- maybe that'll make you call or something. Ok. Bye."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE! DAMN you! GODDAMN YOU! Oh fuck, you
didn't show up for practice and so we had to tell Johnny and Bill how
we haven't heard or seen you since the beginning of break and now
they're all goin' ape-shit. We're all going NUTS, you fucking piece
of SHIT! You CALL! You FUCKING CALL, you BASTARD!"
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Joey? Joey, Joey, Supe, come ON, please pick up the phone. Just
hit little talk button, just - just put it to your ear and grunt or
moan or make some sorta sound that isn't 'this is joey, leave a
message' and I swear I'll never make fun of you again. None of us
will.
"Joey?
"Joe?
"Shit."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"The cops are looking for you. Your face is in the news and you're
like officially missing now or something. It's so scary. You're
missing but that damn message still plays every time and we still
keep calling. We just keep calling and there must be SO many of
them by now. The cops think you coulda just run away - the pressures
and stress of being Joey from NSYNC finally gettin' to you or something.
None of us believe it though, we know the real you and we know you'd
never leave us like this if you could help it.
"I don't know why we keep calling.
"Maybe it's cause we think, somehow, that these are still getting to
you somehow, that you're listening to our voices and it's helping you.
Maybe these messages are the only thing that's getting you through the
day where you are. I don't know. Jesus Joey, if only we knew where
you were."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"It's me again: Josh. They've stopped looking. The others...I don't
know, they aren't gonna call you no more, so it's just me. Chris cried
today, called you a bastard and a son of a bitch and he feels real bad.
Justin just goes off by himself a lot, don't talk much to anyone, you
know? And Lance...I don't know about Lance. He's quiet a lot - I see
him just sitting and thinking and staring. I think he's like Chris, he
blames himself.
"They don't know I keep paying your cell phone bill. I - if I don't then
they'll cut it off...and this message'll go away and then you'll NEVER
be able to pick up. But you will pick up, soon, right? I'll keep
callin' 'till you do."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"There must be so many messages now, I wonder if the system deletes them
or just keeps 'em until you get them. I hope it's the later one, I really
do.
"I keep thinking you'll pick up, I don't know - maybe one day you will."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"I love you. Please. Please. Call me."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"I'm sorry for that message I left last time, it probably took you off
guard. I just had to say it and it just sort of came out. I miss you so
much. I miss you like crazy, I can't stop thinking about you, I meant
what I said, too, I don't regret it. I love you, I love you, I love you."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"..."
"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"...."
"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Sorry....just had to hear your voice."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Bastards! Fucking bastards!" Sobs. "God, oh God, Joe, they want
to replace you. FUCKING Johnny and his FUCKING black heart! Th-they just...just came in and said they wanted another fifth. Like...fuck,
I'm so sorry, Joey, I swear they don't mean it. You can come back,
don't let this keep you away. What if you're watching the news
somewhere and you see that Jive Records is looking for another NSYNC
member? Shit, shit, shit...
"If you just call me everything will be okay again.
"Call - please?"
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Lance found out about your cell phone. He walked in when I was about
to call you and he asked me who I was on the phone with and I just told
him. He looked at me kinda funny, still does, I think I mighta worried
him. But he shouldn't be worried about ME, he should be worried about
YOU. You, out there somewhere by yourself with none of us around.
Don't be scared, wherever you are, I know you'll get these messages one
day and you'll call back and everything will be like it was before.
"I love you. I love you, Joey. Call me."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Justin is gonna marry Brit in a year, after her tour's over and we're...
I don't know where we're gonna be. We took a stand, Joe, took a stand
for you. We said fuck Johnny and fuck his 'new fifth'. He can shove
that new fifth up his fucking ass. We're not NSYNC without you.
"I'm not me without you."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Sorry I haven't called in a while, forgive me? But the others are
making me see some shrink, they say I'm depressed. But I'm not, I just
don't like going out as much anymore, so big deal. It's not as if I
really did before, you know? And when I did it was only with you.
"I wish I had told you when you were here, how much I love you and
respect you. How much your singing makes me want to just sit back and
listen forever. I wish we had kissed just once.
"But we will, someday. 'Cause you'll be home, soon, right?"
-----
"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Happy Birthday! Oh my God, you're 25! You're 25, Joe! We should
have a party, a big motherfucking blow-out just you, me and the guys,
just like we use to. Actually, wait - we never did that, did we? It
was always me, you, the guys and fifty other people we never knew.
"Really, I never liked those big party scenes, it'll be more fun with
just the five of us. Or just us, Joe. Have I told you how much I
love you? Call me..."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"I'm not crazy, I swear. Lance said I was crazy for calling you, but
I'm not, I'm not.
"I'm not. How can I be crazy for wanting to talk to you? To hear
your voice? What if the ONE day I stop is the day you would have
picked up?
"Please, Joe. Please pick up so I can show them I'm not crazy,
please..."
----
"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Justin asked me to be best man at his wedding, but I said no. I can't
leave the house, what if you call? It'd kill me, Joe, if I got back
and saw that you had left a message 'cause I wasn't home. It really
would. But he looked so nice in his tux and Brit was just *glowing*.
"He looked sad, probably just nervous about the whole marriage thing.
I still say he's a little young but they love each other so much, Joey,
about as much as I love you.
"Call me so you can tell me you love me, too?"
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Chris misses you, I can tell. He wears your shirts, he looks so small
in them. I like putting my head on his shoulder, the shirts smell like
you. But I can't look at him because it's like...There's Chris in Joey's
skin. It isn't right.
"They gave me some medication today at the hospital I go to see that
doctor at. Some yellowy pills that taste bitter. I say I take them but
I don't.
"She doesn't know about the phone-calls, I don't think she'd understand.
If you called, Joe, then I wouldn't have to go to the doctor anymore, I
hate that bitch.
"I love you. Goodnight."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Joey? I'm lost, I don't know where I am. I was so tired of waiting
for you so I just came looking for you and now I'm lost. It's so cold,
I'm so cold. But your voice sounds nice. I could listen to it
forever..."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"You sound closer now...maybe I'm getting somewhere after all..."
-----
"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"You almost picked up that time, didn't you?"
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"I love you. See you soon."
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"This is Joey, leave a message and I'll get back to ya."
*beep*
"Joey." Pause. "This is...this is Lance. I can't believe I'm
doing this. I guess I just couldn't think of anything else to
do. Josh disappeared a few weeks ago, no one knows where he is,
they can't find him, we're all...Joey, I don't even know WHERE
to begin so I'll just end it now.
"We love you, we miss you. We hope you've found each other."
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end