𝙹𝙰𝙺𝙴 "𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙼𝙰𝙽" 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙸𝙽

A Beautiful Voice

Yn's POV:

I pull up the the bar, the Hard Deck, and close my door. I make sure to grab my bag before I get out and I walk up to the doors. It was around eight.

As I walked in I saw that tonight was a little bit more packed then it has been all month long. I walk up to the bar counter, Penny comes up to me.

"Hi penny." I say.

"Hi, do you want to go and set up? Everyone else is here on the stage."

"Yes ma'am."

I walk over to the stage and see James, our drummer, Alex and Maria, our guitarists. I was the lead singer. I walked up and set my bag in the back.

"What song do you guys want to open with?" I asked them.

"The exit?" Maria asked

"Good with me." I say.

"Same." The other two said.

I walk over to the microphone and adjust it to my height.

"How we doing tonight?" I say.

Everyone cheered, I could see everyone in the bar. Even the uniformed people in the back playing pool.

James. Alex and Maria started playing.

February and the flowers haven't even wilted
It's crazy how fast you tilted
The world we were busy building

Almost everyone's attention was in us. I saw a few people still chatting at the bar but I just carried on.

Mid-November and I'm still sipping on the half cold coffee
Starting at a girl who's not me
On your arm a carbon copy

I looked up through the crowd. My eyes stopped at someone else's.

Feels like we had matching wounds
But mines still black and bruised
And yours is perfectly fine

I'm still looking at him. He has dirty blonde hair and a tan Uniform on.

Feels like we buried alive
something that never died
So god it hurt when I found out

He had a pool stick in his hands, his head turned towards me.

You love her, it's over
Do you even doubt it on your lips
(What do you say, say)

His eyes match mine. I look away in embarrassment.

You love her it's over
You already found someone to miss
While I'm standing by the exit
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)