Front Row Ticket

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special chapter ten
l u k e

I know they're worrying about me now. I sneaked away from the guards and the boys. I couldn't take it anymore.

I can't just see her lying down on her bed, almost lifeless. I ran to the bus and opened bag.

A bag where all the things I want to keep from the boys. I opened the pocket and grabbed a string.

A string that may appear to be useless and worthless to others, but for me, it's the most important thing.

It's an accidental necklace she was making. That's the first thing I hold in the morning and the last before I lay down.

All I had were the memories, letters and pictures aside from the necklace. For years, I felt incomplete and I was half a heart without her.

The boys never knew who I really was. They think I'm that noodle and breadstick. The blond penguin with an overprotective mom.

Sure, I let them think that way, because it's much better than having them dragged down with me in my miserable life.

I joined the band to keep my thoughts off of her. But, she really is my inspiration in most of our songs.

When I saw her in the concert, I almost couldn't even believe it. Is that her? Is that how she looks like now? She's still so pretty.

When she told me she doesn't know who I am, I felt stabbed. It made me want to cry and all that.

Things started to clear up when her Mom talked to me before we left for the concert. All questions that I had were answered.

/Flashback/

"Come here, Luke," she sat down at the bench, gesturing me to come over.

I sat down beside her; uncomfortable. I know she's mad and all that, but I still want to answer her the questions.

"I'm really glad to see you again. You've grown so much, you used to be really short and chubby," she giggled.

So many things are going in my head, and I don't even know where to start.

"Believe me, I didn't want to take her away from you. Her grandma, my mom, she really died. We had to attend her funeral."

"We were driving in the streets here in New Jersey, after her burial, when she started gasping for air," she looked up, trying not let the tears fall down from her eyes.

"She had lung cancer, Luke. We had to keep it from you and everyone. Even her. It wasn't that worse yet, that's why she's not wearing her portable oxygen yet."

I couldn't help myself but to tear up. Even if it was years back, I can feel the pain she felt.

"Her dad and I panicked, we had to rush her to the hospital, and that's the only thing we were focused on. We were so focused, that we didn't even notice the car coming right us."

"Here," she pulled the sleeves from her arm and revealed a deep cut. It's not fresh, but it's really bad.

"I lost her father. I was so scared because I didn't know if I was going to lose her too. But I didn't, which was a huge relief for me."

"When she woke up, she was like, 'Who are you? What am I doing here?' When I heard those words, I knew something was wrong."

She wiped the tears. She glanced at me and smiled. "She had a very rare case. She had retrograde and anterograde amnesia. She couldn't remember anything from her long term and short term memories."

"The doctor said to give it months to heal, but nothing. I brought her to a psychiatrist and therapist, and they told me to bring her back to places she used to stay before. As much as I want to, I couldn't. I knew how you and her would get hurt. I couldn't do it."

"Months past, and nothing had happened, but she tried fitting in. She asked me where's her dad. I couldn't tell her he died in the accident, so I told her he died during a construction."

"Mostly everything she knows about her past is a lie, that's why I hide everything from her. Bringing her back to Australia would just ruin everything I worked hard to keep from her."

"Beside, I'm a mother. I have a daughter that that is diagnosed with lung cancer and has amnesia. Imagine how hard it was for her. Therapies here and there. I decided to move in here in America, so she would be treated better."

"It's hard, I had to be a mother and father to her. It's so hard for me because I just lost my mother, husband, and I don't want to lose my daughter. I had to do what's best for her and dylan."

"Even dylan had a hard time adjusting. They may fight everyday, but he loved her. When things got better, she was able to adjust and she's cancer free. Although, it's not guaranteed that she wouldn't get it back it how many years."

"As much as I don't want to allow her to go with you on tour, I know I'm supposed to. To make up at least a little bit for what I've done. Take care of her Luke."

/End of Flashback/

I stared at the necklace and placed it to my chest. This is probably the most I've cried ever since I've got separated from her.

When she wakes up, I'm going to do what I'm supposed to do. Take care of her, tell her everything she needs to know, and most especially, make her feel how much I love her.

That is, if she wakes up.