Bars and Melody - Lost love (pt. 2)

Reflections at the Adriatic Sea

There was Charlie, somewhere, floating with his plane seat, stuck by the seat belt.

He didn't remember much after Mietre spoke up, his memory failed after Maxwell hugging him hard as an instinct, hitting the seat in front of his with his head and then an extremely loud sound.

He couldn't guess how many time has passed since the accident, as his phone must have disappeared during the crash, and he forgot to put on his watch before leaving Dubai, also, he couldn't tell how much time he had before death.

He had tried to anticipate it by trying to make the seat sink, unfortunately, it was carefully made to save people's lives, and not helping people to do the opposite. He couldn't help but cry.

He could still smell his dad cologne from his shirt collar, which was one of the few things that were still dry. Every moment they had together, and every moment they could still have was on his main thoughts, trying to keep his mind away from Leo.

The blood streaming from his forehead just made the idea of being close to the end worse.

Maybe he should have listened to Leo, and he stayed with him, although he would never come to know his dad, he wouldn't be suffering in the middle of nothing.

Suicidal thoughts were frequent, and not a single bird, not a plane, not a boat on the horizon would show up to keep his mind occupied.

It was also a perfect moment to discover himself; better now than never. It was the moment of learning how to deal with the truth and face the consequences of his choices. As a shower, where you make your most important decisions, that was the moment to really choose what would still be part of his life, who will he forgive, and who wouldn't be honored of his companion anymore.

Every one warned him about his parents, "never go away without giving them a hug, a goodbye and honestly saying, from the bottom of your heart, that you love them", as a normal teenager, or even as a normal person, we just learn to give something it's value after you don't have it anymore.

No one can deny, life is a bitch. But learning how to live and get through it it's part of our mission.

He had screamed way too much time, his vocal chords were failing, but he was still have enough forces to call by Leondre's name. The desire of having one more kiss before he left was frustrating, he kept restricting his mind of fantasizing things with someone who completely betrayed him, but once you're in such a situation, your heart has the right to speak louder.

Regretting won't take you nowhere, isn't gonna make nothing happen, so you just gotta look up instead of looking back and try to live your life the best way you can.

If there isn't another life, did you live this one?

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That's it guys. I hope ya'll enjoy one more chapter of the story. And I'm sorry as always, to be honest, I really thought of giving up, but here am I! And I don't think I'm gonna stop so soon; but also I ain't gonna promise to post very often, I'll write it when I want, I hope you understand. Thanks for reading! Love ya'll!