Run

Emma

After I left home I was so angry I didn't know which way to go, all I knew is I wanted to be far away from people who knew me and my story. I drove a couple hours and finally found my self in Tennessee and instantly knew where I was going.

I had been in Nashville for 2 days. Tucker and I always wanted to come here, I never pursued it, but I could actually sing. I think about if I pursued singing would I be here? Would Tucker still be alive even if it wasn't with me living his best life. But I try to push that thought to the side. After everything that had happened at Summer Bash I had multiple missed calls from friends, family and even Luke. I had finally decided to text mom and tell her I was ok. I just needed a few days and would be ok. She replied back with an ok and didn't bother me anymore, shockingly which made me think she heard through the grapevine what I had said. I had not even told my mom about the miscarriage.

I had found a nice room and had pretty much slept or laid awake staring at the wall as I felt my world come crumbling around me. But finally I decided to suck it up. If Tucker was here he would say get up and go out. Don't waste the life I was given. Something about getting it all out the other night made me angry, depressed and exhilarated all at the same time. It was time to try and start moving on but before I went back to town to face those dreadful faces I was going to stay another night and enjoy some local music.

I got dressed in some blue jean shorts and a tank top. I had my boots that I have had since middle school and they were a little snug but they would fit the look I am going for. Luckily I packed them. I checked myself in the mirror and caught myself looking at myself longer than normal realizing so much change that took place. I shrugged and decided to move on.

I get outside and start walking broadway. So many bars and restaurants to choose from, finally I see a sign with a surprise special guest appearance. The cover was only $20 so I decided to wait in line and see what all the hype is about. I get in and literally snag a barstool at the bar that comes available as I walk up. I ordered two shots of tequila to take the edge off. I start conversing with the male bartender asking who was the guest appearance and he just smirks and the lights go down so he doesn't have time to reply.

I turn toward the front of the stage where a man comes over the speaker but nowhere to be seen announcing the guest star, "Ladies and cowboys, I want to welcome back a friend who got his start here couple years back and loves us enough to come back and give us a few songs for a good cause. 100% proceeds will go to his choice of charity, which will be Feeding America." I instantly smiled cause how weird, that was the charity that I volunteered for years for. I also volunteered for the local children's hospital. Yea I was kind of do gooder. The announcer continue, "so give my good friend, Luke Abrams, a round of applause."

My stomach dropped to my feet. That was my Luke. The one that had just pissed me off so much I spilt my biggest secret I had planned on taking to my grave. He started to sing one of his hit songs about a girl and heartbreak, of course. I heard that song on the radio multiple times but never in person. I was frozen and at that time our eyes locked. He knew I was there. I jumped up knowing I needed to get out quickly.

It was like I was Moses trying to split the ocean, except God wasn't helping. I couldn't get these people to move. I could hear music going but no longer a voice. I was getting dizzy. At about that time a large man grabbed me and asked to dance. I politely declined but he wasn't having it. I yelled, "sir, can you please let go of me I need to go." The guy, who was obviously drunk, starts to shove me. I start to panic and next thing I know I see Luke and his fist flying and somehow I get caught in the crossfire and the large drunk man elbows me and I am out. Everything went dark.