Swan Song (A Cody Carson Fanfiction)(Completed)

Swan Song - Chapter 1

I walk up the stairs to my apartment room, feet struggling to get from one step to the next.  This day went by in a blur after Cody came in the shop, after he tried to talk to me about our past, like he cared.  It's like he wasn't real, like this whole day wasn't real. It's like I'm going to wake up in my bed, five years before this and have my normal life, with my mom, dad and Cody.  Sadly, happy endings don't exist and no one gets what they want.  No princess with her prince, no good guy getting the girl, nothing. 

I exhale out of my nose, unlocking my door pushing it open. "I'm home."              

My voice echo's just as a lamp passes by my head, smashing in pieces.  I scream, collapsing my hands over my ears I shut my eyes.                                                                                       

"Who are you?! What are you doing?! Get out of my house!"                                             

I inhale through my nose and take my hands from my ears, relaxing myself as I try to calm my father down.  Try to make him remember.                                                                                   

"It's me, dad. I'm your daughter, Alice Blue."                                                                      

He shakes his head in denial and stares back at me with rage, confusion and fear.

"No, my daughters only 16.  You look...older.  What have you done with my daughter?!  Where's my wife?!"     

I let out a shaking breath, suppressing that memory. "She's dead dad.  It's 2012, she died three years ago in 2009.  She went away peacefully in her sleep."

His eyes flash with memories but they soon fade as he shakes his head picking up a knife to defend himself from the stranger in front of him 

"That's not true!  Now get out before I call the cops or worse harm you."

The knife glimmers in the light and streaks fear into my as I shiver.  Sucking in air, I try my best to not break down.           

"It is true dad.  I know this because I'm your daughter and I was there when it happened.  Remember?  She said she was tired and went off to bed, kissing us good night and saying she loves us.  Those were her last words."

His face loosens and he places the knife down, eyes flickering with memories.  I smile, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Maybe you'll remember more if I sing the song I was playing.  You know, Lullabies?"    

I close my eyes and breath in before I sing, calming myself.

"Make it a sweet; sweet goodbye
it could be for the last time and it's not right.
"Don't let yourself get in over your head," he said.
Alone and far from home I'll find you...

Dead, like a candle you burned out;
Spill the wax over the spaces left in place of angry words.
Scream, to be heard, like you needed any more attention;
Throw the bottle, break the door, and disappear."  

"Sing me to sleep; I'll see you in my dreams, waiting to say, "I miss you. I'm so sorry."  I smile, my father joining in on the song.

"What a good job Alice!  You'll sell records with that guitar and voice of yours."  

My smile fades; he thinks I'm 16 again.  Wouldn't blame him, I did remind him of a memory from when I was 16.

"Yeah dad, maybe I will..." my voice trails as a plaster on a smile. "Hey it's getting late; why not head to bed alright?"