Recap: Stacy hungs out with the whole band. After Sarah stops to play the song that Stacy and Zen meet to, she runs away...
Afterwards Stacy takes a phone call with Jake and they thinking about taking a pause from takling... Then Zen's memories with Emma comes back.
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Zen POV
I... I just couldn't hold it back anymore... the pain... the memoris... it was just to much for me to handel...
I was siting at the ground and just cryed... I hate crying... I feel weak when I do. And now im crying infront of Stacy... Now she will see how weak I am....
I heard footsteps running towards me, but I didn't care who it was. I just wanted to be alone. I hold my tears back, took all my powers to get myself up from my knees and stated. "Guyss... Im gone head out for a second... I be back.. Do whatever you want.. k?", I got some responses but it was all blurry, I didn't hear any real words. I started to walk towards the big black door in the garage, then somebody grabed me by my arm and stoped me to say, "hey... it's okej", I heard the sweet voice say behind me... I turned around looked her into the eyes.. with tears and just smiled, then walked away towards the front door. I knew what I had to do, I had to get rid of that stupid present from Emma, the guitar. I grabed it by my hand, took my car keys and walked outside... towards the car.
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Stacy's POV
"Danny aren't you gone stop him?, He listen to you... you his best friend", I said with my voice shaking of stress... who know what he do... Danny walked closer to me and I could just see pain in his eyes. Looking down on me he said "he be back soon..." He stoped and looked outside the garage window to see Zen's car drive away, "I know where his going... let's just wait for him", "but-" "No Stacy.. let's stay her and wait for him..." I shook my head in aggrement and we sat down on the sofa.
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Zen POV
It wasn't a long drive... maybe 5 minuts from my house to the one place that I knew I needed to visit. The place where I though Emma died...
I parked my car in a nearby parkinglot, took the guitar that was placed in the passangerseat and started to walk towards the water. My heart was going crazy... Like it was going to jump out of my chest... Like it told me to not go there... to stay in the car. But I didn't care... I was to sad, to angry, to confused to stop now, I was close to be free...
I stoped when I was 5 or more steps away from the water... and I just started to sing... not like high, just under my breath, you could only hear littel noises.
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now ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: watch your mouth (Feat: MYSTIZ ,(The Backseat Lovers)
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My voice started to crack from all the tears in my thoat. I keep singing, keeping the guitar close to me. I keep an keept singing and then I sang the one bit that just broke me down, but this time I was angry not sad. Or more... I was pissed. "WAS I JUST A WASTE OF TIME!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, threw the guitar into the water as far as I could. I looked at the guitar floating in the water, and after a minut it sank. I took a deep breath... falled on to the ground... I just looked at the water.
After some minuts, Im not sure.. I started to walk back to the car. It felt better, I felt like something inside of me let go.
I sat myself down in the car and drow back home, I was just concetrating on the road, no though's came into my mind. I put my head slightly back and breathed out, "I needed this...", and before I knew it I was back home.
All the tears were dryed and my face had no expression on it. I took the key out of the car, closed the door and walked over to the front door. I opend the door and started to hear somebody sing, a female voice. I walked fast over to the garage and saw Stacy next to the mic singing.
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Stacy's POV
(5 minuts earlier)
After Zen was gone for a while Danny wanted me to sing. I guess it was becasue Zen told him after we were driving to his house today. After alot of convincing to sing from Danny, I finally gave in and he gave me a song to sing, "Here you go, you like it" Danny said while smiling and gave me a paper of text, I looked at it with a werid expression. "Danny how Im I supost to sing something, I have never heard?" I asked him while he was getting ready with the drums. "Just... sing it how you feel it's right... just go with it, feel the music" he said and started to make a tempo, "Hey Brad, give her some base" he nicked and took the base in his arms, and started to play a bit with Danny to get ready. "When ever you ready..." he looked at me and waiting.
How Im I supposed to do this... aghh... I havn't singed in mouths.... well here goes nothing.
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now ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: One More Weekend (Feat: ?, (Maude Latour)
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"I fell in love with how you emphasize your sentences.... Then I fell harder for your fifties movies refrences", I started to feel the beat, I closed my eyes for a secend to enjoy the song even more and opend the eyes again to continued read the text and keep singing. "Now you're packing up your bedroom on the west-side... So, I bring you breakfast and we lie on the floor of my apartment".
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Zen POV
I was sanding next to the door, shooked.... one I was shooked that she could sing so good.. two that she was singing Emma's song, a very old song... I looked at Danny, and he was as shooked as me... or even more, and Brad looked shooked too. After a couple seconds of just staring in shook at Stacy, my phone buzzed. I looked down at it, and I saw over 20 text and 5 missed calls from Sarah. "Well let's ignore them for now..." I said under my breath, and walked over to the sofa and sat myself down.
"Maybe I've been lying to myself since last October... Cause I saw you cross the campus and wished it wasn't over..." she continued to sing and I saw the perfect opportunity to take my guitar and play the last chours with the rest of the band. I walked slowly towards the guitar, took it up and started to play. "And nothing lasts forever," Stacy looked up from the paper and saw me standing next to her with a smile on my face, then she smiled and coutniued "one more weekend in the city", then the beat got higher and we all started to just dance in place and enojy the music.
This feels real... I feel free...
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YOU ARE READING
The love story of a musician
RomanceWhen one day a popular musican plays a gig with his band, he sees the most beautiful girl he has ever seen, Stacy. He hasn't feelt this felling in years, the feeling of love. Will his dark past hunt this feelings for the one true love that he feels...
