Okay I was thinking I might have some chapters in Toni and Jacob’s POV just to see how they are doing.
Picture of Toni (Shawna's mom)
“Where were you?” my dad asked when I reached back. I was in my parents’ room now with Mikael and Junior on either side of me and they were all glaring at me.
“I was with Jhonny” I said shrugging. I knew I shouldn’t just run off since I got kidnapped and it worried my parents.
“You should tell us if you want to go out Shawna. The tour guide should’ve gone with the both of you” my mom said.
“Is something wrong?” Mikael asked them. My parents had been slightly on edge since we arrived in Italy.
“We think your mother’s uncle followed us here, she saw her mother in a department store a few weeks ago as well” my dad explained. I nodded in understanding. I knew her uncle had shot my dad in the ribs when he was eighteen and he kidnapped my mother and he threatened them for weeks before that and my mother’s previous guardian, Ms Jackson was working with him as well and she used to abuse my mother.
“I thought she was in jail” Junior said, knitting his eyebrows together in confusion.
“Was. She got out around the same time Tracy did” my mother said, looking at Junior guiltily.
“Is he actually here? Do you know for sure?” I asked, feeling paranoid.
“There’s no way to know for sure but I feel watched so remember to watch what you say and don’t wander off alone” my father warned, eyeing me. I nodded and he looked pleased with my response.
“Good girl” he said, sending me a grin. I chuckled and made my way out of the room. I actually did feel watched but I chose to ignore the feeling for now and relax.
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I sat cross legged on the grass, playing my guitar idly. Lorenzo had taken us to a park and he told us all the historical aspects of the park and then we all dispersed. Minzy was sitting next to me reading a book of facts about Italy she bought.
“So you are a musician?” Lorenzo asked, gesturing to my guitar. I nodded and continued playing. “Can you sing too?” he questioned.
“Yes she can” Minzy answered. I blushed and Lorenzo scooted closer to me and took my hand.
“You want to learn?” I asked him, putting the guitar in his lap. He nodded and I placed my hand over his to help him play the chords.
“Can you sing something?” he asked, still holding the guitar. I nodded and used his hands to play the chords which made him chuckle, I, well he, started playing the chords for Pictures of you by the last goodnight.
This is the clock up on the wall
This is the story of us all
This is the first sound
Of a new born child before he starts to crawl
This is the war that's never won
This is the soldier and his gun
This is the mother waiting by the phone
Praying for her son
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be
woooooo
There is a drug that cures it all
Blocked by the governmental wall
We are the scientists
Inside the lab just waiting for the call
This earthquake weather has got me shaking
Inside I'm high up and dry
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we used to be
Cause there's still me
Every secret moment
Every stolen promise you've believed
Confess to me
All that lies between us
All that lies between you and me
We are the boxers in the ring
We are the bells that never sing
There is a title we can’t win
No matter how hard we must swing
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall for the world to see
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been
What could have been
We could have been
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Remind us all of what we could have been
What could have been
“You’re great” he said when I finished, I felt good hearing him say that for some reason. I smiled at him and he returned it. My heart beat sped up at seeing his smile. I had to at least admit I had a slight crush on the tour guide.
Sorry no Jhonny!
I wasn’t in the mood to write about him idk
He’s sarcastic and I’m not in a sarcastic mode at the moment.
There’ll be a lot of Jhonny in the next chapter tho
Maybe Jhonny’s POV? Idk. I’ll see
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Last Trip To Italy
ChickLit(Sequel to Life As I Know It!) “Everything happens for a reason.” * * * Eighteen-year-old music prodigy Shawna Embry is an aspiring singer.She's never believed in true love and is very cryptic about the topic and she's never been c...
