April 27th

Chapter 27a

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Twenty Seven

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You were always my sunshine, babe
On my damn mind, all the damn time
And I know your heart's not a game
It should be fine, should be mine

Javier slouched in his seat and stared at the ceiling. He had gotten the first lines in for the fourth time.

Okay, get her attention by calling her 'babe' check.

He tapped the end of the pen against the table to the recurring tune in which he wanted the song to go in. He racked his brain for the next line. He didn't want to jump right into it yet, maybe later in the verse or maybe it could even be the first line of the chorus. His phone beeped with a text. It was a simple vibration but it sounded like the loudest gong on earth, shattering his concentration like a bullet would a mirror.

He got off the chair and paced the room in search of words. His brain couldn't fail him, not now.

I just want to say...no, not that...it sounded like he'd given up.

He took the seat again and wrote the first words that came to his head.

I can't quite place the words, never could, not with you.

He shook his head at his own 'genius'. What a great achievement to write exactly that.

Would it sound offensive though? He didn't want to come off as insulting. Perhaps, he could make it softer, more pleading. He needed to show that this was hard to do or maybe he just needed words to delay the chorus, but either way, he needed to find something.

He flipped a few pages in his notebook, wrinkling his brows at something he had written sometime before.

I fell by the sidelines like everyone else,
Tried to convince myself it wasn't real but I was just kidding myself,
The wristbands and tattoos, well they meant it all,
And baby I'm not perfect but then again, you never liked perfect.

Did that even make sense?

He tore the sheet out of the journal, bundled it and tossed it over his shoulder.

"Really?" Nathan's voice sent his eyes wide as he spun around in the seat. His friend was standing at his door, arms crossed in front of his chest.

How long had he been standing there?

"What are you doing here?" Javier asked.

Nathan shrugged. "Making sure you don't go through with your intentions. It's not worth it, man...I'm sure everyone will agree."

He shrugged. What did Nathan know, anyway? "I don't really care this time. It's worth it."

"Really? You think anyone would appreciate the result of this decision you're making?"

Javier's brows creased. What?

"And of all the ways, I bet you're planning to jump off the balcony. That's not only stupid, it'll never work."

Javier's eyes widened. "The balcony!"
The stars were visible from there. He could bet he'd do better if he were under the stars.

"Yes, the balcony. Surprised I figured?"

Ignoring Nathan, Javier picked his notepad, pen and grabbed the arm of his chair.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Nathan shouted, stepping forward to grab the chair out of Javier's hands. "I was just saying it's a bad idea and you're going for it early?"