Chapter One

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ITALIC MEANS FLASHBACK MKAY?!
CAN SOMEONE MAKE COVER FOR THIS?! THANKS

It has been three days since she left. Mitch is miserably just sitting on the floor on his room, reading and looking through the scrapbook she made for him.

He sighed. Why does life has to be so cruel? Why she must leave on the part were the both of them are happy and contented with their life?

He pushed back the evil thoughts and answers on the back of his head. He then stares into nothing.

Do you know that feeling that you're just staring into something and the real world just fades into the background and your just focusing on that object?

Because that's what happened to him. The heavy metal music of his neighbor brought him back to life.

Can you hear the silence?
Can you see the dark?
Can you fix the broken?
Can you feel, Can you feel my heart?

Mitch cannot help but to relate the song into his life.

Can you help the hopeless?
Well, I'm begging on my knees
Can you save my bastard soul?
Will you wait for me?

Mitch stood up and hurriedly shut his window. The heavy metal music cN be still heard faintly on his room.That last two lines must have been on her point of view.

He sank back to the ground again. He clutched into the scrapbook, like a fist squeezing his heart. (damn that must be painful)

He felt his eyes tearing up. "Kirstie, can you feel my heart?" he ask on the empty air and cried.

He snapped out of his gaze. Mitch is currently sitting on the bench at the park.

He still remembers that day were he just reads the same sentence again and again.

I'm sorry for leaving. I really do. Please hold on, I will come back. I will come back for you. Please remember that.

Yes he waited. For five years! (I CHANGE TO TIME DONT ARGUE) Is that long enough for him waiting at her.

And then some random person walked by and talking to his phone. Mitch cannot help but hear his words.

"Andrew, if you really love her, you wait. Because there is always a time for everything. Because true love waits."

Yeah, but what if that person got tired of waiting? Will he still wait?

He stood up and walk home.

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is somebody reading the author's note? anyways im still posting

do you have idea how hard for me to type on a small keyboard and having chubby thumbs? its hard!!

anyway, im jamming on panic! at the disco so dont disturb

anyway, im thinking that you should ask me questions so that you guys know me better. Sooo comment!

anyway, see you next chapter! Bye

-Reya

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