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What would happen if John Lennon survived the shooting and the shooter was never caught? John and his closest friends must find him before he is killed off for real. can they do it? read and find out! A lot of stuff in this story will be...
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"What time is it?" John asked.
"9pm."
"That's not late to you?"
"No. Should it be?"
"I don't know. It seems late."
"Of course you would think its late. Yer old."
"Thanks." I sometimes feel old. What's yer point?"
"You shouldn't be feeling old."
"Why? I'm a middle aged man. That's old to me."
"Right.....................yer not old. Yer just...................middle aged."
"Technically, old."
"Okay, okay. Whatever you say."
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Three weeks later.................................
It was the day Julian was supposed to go back home. He was just packing up everything he brought.
"Do you have to go?" John whined.
"Yes. I have school starting up again in two days."
"Oh, alright."
"Dad, this isn't the last time you see me. You do know that right?"
"Yeh. But I don't want you to go!"
"I have to. Once I'm completely done with school, ye'll see me more."
"Good. Because imma miss you." John started to fake cry dramatically.
Julian laughed. "Dad...........you can still see me after school."
"But its not the same!"
"Ye'll be fine. You can survive 8 hours without me."
"I can't talk you into staying, can I?"
"You know I can't. Plus, I told mum what day I would be home."
"But.............I don't want you to go!" He continued to whine.
"Okay. Dad, yer acting like a child now."
"Fine. Leave."
"I have no choice. I can't stay here for the rest of me life."
"Yes you can!"
"Come on. Can you drive me?"
"I can't."
"Why not? Yer not staying inside all day again, are ye?"
"No. I just don't have my license. I can't just drive you."
"Okay. Then I'll walk meself home."
"Oh no you don't. I'm coming with."
"Good choice."
Julian picked up his bag and put it over his shoulder.
"You ready?"
"One moment. Let me get my coat."
John went to the coat rack and took down his coat before putting it on.
"Okay. Now I'm ready."
The two left the house and began walking down the street.
"Wait................" Julian said.
The two stopped walking.
"What?"
"Dad, you can't walk home alone."
"Why not?"
"Because it might not be safe."
"You don't need to worry about me. I'll be fine."
"But I don't want to take chances of you getting hurt."
"How about this, I'll call a cab from yer mum's place."
"Okay. I just don't want to see you walk home."
"Don't worry. I won't."
They started walking again.
"Dad.................."
"Yeh son?"
"I'm just glad you moved over here."
"So am I. I'm truly sorry for leaving you the first time."
"You don't need to apologize. Its okay."
"Its not okay. What I did was wrong. I hurt you. Being shot realized what I have done to you. I don't want it to happen again. That's why I can't move to Paul's. Because I'll be leaving a second time. I don't want to do that. I realized what a horrible father I was to you."
"You weren't horrible. You were just..............young. You didn't know what you were doing."
"Very true. I was young......hardheaded, you could say."
Julian smiled. "I remember."
"How? That was 15, 16 years.............."
"There's some things I remember, and some I don't."
"Good. Not all memories of me were bad, right?"
"Right. I don't think any memory I have of you at such a young age was bad."
"I tried to be a good dad. But.................."
"Yeh, I know. You didn't know how to deal with a kid."
"Right."
John looked ahead of him and the two made a turn.
"Ye know, I would've missed you if you died."
"I know. I didn't want to die because it would mean we wouldn't work things out anymore. I just needed to work things out with you. It scared me and it also made me see that I loved you more than anything."
"Even more than Sean?" Julian joked.
"Don't push it!"
Julian laughed. "Okay. I'm glad we get to talk about what happened."
"Yeh. I don't really like bringing up this subject though. But, we do need to talk about it. I haven't really talked to anyone about this................and if I tried to talk to Yoko, I would just end up yelling at her."
"You did make up with her, haven't ye?"
"Yes. I did. Hopefully it won't pick up again."
"Just keep yer temper under control."
"Easier said than done. That's pretty much how I express how I feel. I've never really liked telling anyone my feelings. I've never been that type of person. I would either express it in anger or in a song."
"The songs are great."
"Even though we don't listen together, you listen to my new songs?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"
"Right. Just remember that I'll always love you, no matter what happens."
"Dad, you don't have to tell me. I already know."
"I just don't want you to forget it."
The two stopped walking and John pulled Julian into a hug....................
