"I just want to say that I am thankful for everything. Every word they spoke to me, every moment I shared with them, every text they sent me, every song they wrote with me, just everything," I said, while tears streamed down my face,"I really didn't give them the love and respect that they deserved. I regret it so much now, the pain is just unbearable. It's true that after people pass away you finally start listening to them; it really is," I cleared my throat and stepped off the small stage.
Dabbing my tears away, I sat down onto the cold, metal chair.
Calum stood up and made his way to the stage. He cleared his throat and adjusted the microphone, before he began to speak.
"I - I don't know-," he began crying,"I don't know what my life will be like anymore. My relationship with both of them were incredible. My friendship with them was a once in a lifetime one. You just- you don't get that kind of friendship everyday, ya know? I just miss them and I can't -," he sobbed out,"I can't continue on in life. I just can't."
He left the stage, and he sat down next to me. We both began to cry and it hurt so terribly.
A girl got up and began to sing,"Hello there, the angel from my nightmare. The shadow in the background of the morgue. The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley, we can live like Jack and Sally if we want...."
I began to cry. That was our song, the song we covered together, the song that we loved.
"Where are you? And I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always. This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting everytime...."
Calum began to sob. I just want the song to stop, I cannot deal with it. It hurts, really bad.
The song ended, and Calum and I exited the room. He gave me a big hug and cried into my shoulder.
"Well we're not a band- we're - well," he choked out.
I nodded my head, and let go of him.
"I really need to leave, Calum. It's really hurting me and I can't stand this any longer. I'm going to go back to America in a couple days, I'll text you later buddy."
I walked out of the door, and left him alone. I'm not trying to be a jerk, but a lot has happened. I just want to go see Gina again. She's my hope.
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