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While everyone is asleep I wake up early and go and see her. I haven't skipped a day just like I promised her. I had just gotten back to see everyone in the living room.

" where did you go so early?" Bill asked.

" I went to see Presley I promised to see her everyday." He nodded his head understanding. I headed up to my room when I got curious and went into her room.

I saw her notebook and let my curiosity take over. I flipped through it and saw a page that was dated a while ago. On top it said " phantom rider". To my mom with love. She had written this after her mom died because it was dated when she was 17.

I read over the lyrics and they were beautiful. She had even written notes down for the guitar, bass, and drums. I went into our room where we write our music and placed the pages on the copy machine.

I printed the parts separately. I collected them and went to the guys. I handed them the sheets and they looked at them confused. " did you write a new song?"Gustav asked.

" sure we'll go with that you want to try it out?"

" sure" georg said getting up from his seat.

We all headed to the practice room and got our instruments settled. We all looked over the pages and practiced. We slowly started getting it all together and it sounded amazing. I can't believe she made this, she was so talented.

" Tom this is really good when did you write this?" Bill asked after we played the first time through.

" we'll I didn't really write it Presley did. She wrote out the notes for all of the instruments and the words. She wrote it about her mom."

" she wrote this?" Gustav asked.

" yea"

" she is so talented." Bill said.

We continued to play it for a while until we had it almost perfect. After a while we got tired so we took a break for the day.

" I'm going to see her if you want to go with me Tom." Bill said when we left the room. " I'll go tomorrow you have your time."

Bill walked out and left me at the house. I tried to have hope about her waking up but everyday seemed to get harder. I just want to see her beautiful green eyes again. I want to see her smile, here her laugh. Not that she smiled or laughed a lot but maybe over time she would.

Bill pov:
I had arrived at the hospital to see her. I haven't really seen her in a couple days and I felt guilty. I made it to her door and opened it slowly.

Nothing has changed she's still in the bed unconscious with so many things connected to her. I sat down In the chair and observed her. No one knows why she did it except for Tom. Yea she saw Tom and Rachel kissing, yea they had kissed before he went to Rachel but that wasn't a reason to do something so drastic.

I held her hand hoping to at least feel her move it in the slightest to let us know she was still there. The words of the song she wrote were full of passion and emotions. She was so talented and I hated to see her throw it away.

I noticed that I had been there for an hour and figured it best that I go home. When I arrived home it was already dark out so I figured Tom would be asleep.

Tom pov:
I woke up early the following morning to go see her. The past two weeks I haven't missed a day and I'll do it everyday if that's the way I can see her and talk to her.

The nurses knew me by name now but I just ignored them. I went inside her room and sat down and placed her hand in mine. It was a daily thing now. I talked to her about what everyone had been up to and how we had brought her song to life. I wonder if she would be ok with us doing that.

I sat there holding her hand when I felt something.

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