why did you choose me?|emblem3 (keaton stromberg) fanfic| EDITING

Chapter 21(everythings different/final chapter)

|ANNA'S POV|

There's nothing I can say or do to take back what happened in that week. The week where nothing seemed to go as planned, and people I thought were my friends turned out to actually put me in a situation where I could've died. Yeah that week was very memorable but I wouldn't change anything about it. . . .except for one thing.

It's been eight months since the day the building caught fire with Drew, Keaton and Wesley all inside. I can still smell the burning wood and hear the sirens piercing my ears when I think about it. I was in the hospital for a week and a half because I ran back in to save them, even though looking back at the situation there wasn't really much I could have done. It was just an instinct. Even though many people's first instincts are probably not to go run into a burning building, let alone for people you barely know.

The people that suffered the most injuries were Wes and Drew. They both shielded Keaton with their own bodies when the place exploded.

They were both in the hospital for close to a month where as Keaton was in for a little over two weeks. After that they all went back to LA.

I have lost touch with the boys, and on Twitter a little while ago I found out that Drew was leaving the band. I can imagine why.

I tweeted at Keaton saying how sorry I was because I knew how much the band meant to him and how hard it's going to be making great memories with Drew not being apart of them and he favorited it. I got really happy because that's the first time he's acknowledged me since he left for LA. And even when he was in the hospital and I went to see him, he was kind of quiet and didn't really say anything significant to me.

I get it, I get why he wouldn't want anything to do with me. But it hurts, before all that happened he was someone I looked up to and admired...they all were.

So now everything is a lot different. I lost my best friend, my favorite band and my mom has been extra protective over me.

...and my dad is alive.

He told us why he left and what he needed to do was hard but had to be done and I got that, to a certain extent, because I just can't, no matter how hard I try, wrap my head around leaving your own family and faking your own death for your own selfish reasons.

My mom tried to give him another chance because her emotions were all over the place, she missed him so much but she just couldn't shake the anger she felt. So my dad left again.

I've been through so much in a short amount of time than I have my whole life but this will better me as a person. I may not see it now and it'll hurt like hell but this was a learning experience to not trust everyone and to not fall for a person you're not right for and have no real future with.

"Anna!" I heard my mom call from her room. I muted my t.v. and yelled back asking she needed and she told me to come to her room.

"Yeah?" I stood in her doorway.

"Look." She pointed her phone towards me and I got closer to see.

You have to be kidding me.

It was an email from Wes and Keaton's management team saying that they want to fly us out to California. All expenses paid.

I don't know if I can handle seeing them again, I didn't plan on seeing them for...a while.

But if I don't go I'll regret it.
I took a deep breath and handed the phone back to my mom, "I guess we're going to California."