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I sifted through the several worn sheets of paper, raising my eyebrows in awe. Did I actually write this? I thought with disbelief. I never usually had a knack for writing songs because I was never actually into it. It was either that my lyrics were atrocious or the actual content lacked passion.
Until that painfully abysmal feeling settled in my gut when I walked out on Chris.
When I stormed inside the house that night, I didn't waste time on tears, instead my hands were in search of a pen and paper. And it didn't even take a second for all of the lyrics to spill out onto the page. Every rhyme, every metaphor, everything went tumbling out of my mind and controlling my hand. Trailing my eyes further down, I noticed several holes in the page, where I began to stab the paper out of pure vehement.
When I was done, I honestly couldn't even tell that it was my handiwork. It was different to anything I'd ever done before, it actually made sense, for starters.
My father was always telling me that it only took the right amount of passion to create a great song, and I think I might have found mine out of anger.
And in some sort of sick and twisted way...
I think I actually liked it.
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"Good..." Dad mused, continuing his perusal of my work. "Really good, actually." He looked up, his eyes twinkling and calculating with a thoughtful look on his face.
"If I'm going to sing any song, I'd like it to be this one." I urged, hoping he'd agree with my idea.
"I agree, you seem to have put some thought into this one."
"Yeah," I chuckled nervously, scratching the back of my head. "I guess I finally found the passion."
"So, do you feel better about the whole situation yet?" He queried, scrawling notes down on a piece of paper.
I scrunched up my nose a little bit, thinking to myself. It was true, I did feel better about it, and I also enjoyed it... That must count for something, right?
"I think I'm beginning to."</pre>
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A/N: Heyy hoo
This is a serious filler chapter and I apologise for how short it actually is :/
I kinda had a Maths exam today so my mind was somewhere else, ya'kna?
Anyhoo, I would have actually shown you the song, but my song writing skills are more than horrendous, and I wouldn't want to blind you with my crappyness.
Thanks for reading !
Liz
<3</pre>
