Her Sempiternal (Sequel to Oliver's Smile)

I Sing Alone

This chapter is dedicated to MarissaTaylorMarks!

Cassie and I sat on the couch and watched TV. We had just finished dinner and the dishes; now we were just unwinding from the day. She talked lightly about her day at work. She was an amature photographer. She mostly did babies and animals and the occasional couple and engagement pictues. I was really happy for her. 

"Oh, Brod, you got some mail," she said. She got up and walked over to the counter and grabbed the stack of envelopes. She flipped through the piles until she found two marked for me. I took them with out word. They were probably just bills or stupid AP and Kerrang subscribtions again. 

"I think I'm going to bed Cass," I said. She nodded but didn't move. She was to fixed on America's Got Talent. I grabbed the envelopes and my bag and headed down the hallway to my room. I flipped on the light and headed straight to my bed. I sat down and pulled out my phone. I held my breath as I turned it on.

"Why bother," I mumbled as I stared down at the still empty message box. I turned it back off and plugged it in. I reached around my bag until I found the other envelope Haddie had given me. 

I tore open the first one. It was a reminder about the date I had signed up to come visit my brother. I sighed and threw the letter away. The last thing I wanted to think about was my little brother sitting alone in a jail cell...

The other two envelopes had no return addresses. I shrugged and tore one open. I pulled out a blank piece of paper with tiny words scribbled down at the bottom. I had to squint to read them.

I'm watching you.

My heart dropped. I felt my whole body freeze. 

"What the fuck?" I asked. I quickly through the letter away and tore the next one open. It was another blank piece of paper with the same words, but these ones were a tiny bit bigger. My heart beat faster and faster. I quickly grabbed my phone and turned in on. Then I dialed Ben's number. Thankfully, he actually answered.

"Brodie!" he shouted. Despite my panic, I smiled. I missed him so much...

"Ben. This is serious. Can you talk?" I asked. He shouted something like "hold on" before he disappeared. I fiddled with the phone charger as I waited. Finally, he came back.

"Sorry babes. Bus party. We just finished another set. What's wrong?" he asked. I could hear the panic in his voice.

"Did Danny send me prank letters saying I'm watching you on them?" I demanded. He was silent for a moment. The I heard him shout for Danny. More waiting. Danny was probably hammered.. 

"Brodie babes, what's going on? You asking if I sent you letters?" Danny's gruff voice filtered though the phone.

"Yes. If you did it's okay. Just tell me because I'm kind of freaking out," I said, I hoped it was him...

"No babes, I wouldn't do that. If I wanted to mess with you, I'd do it in a more classy way," he said. I could hear the joking tone in his voice, but I knew he was being serious.

"Then.. who sent them," I whispered. I could hear Danny and Ben talking about the letters. 

"Did you piss anyone off lately?" Ben asked. I shook my head.

"No. I've just been working. Hell, the only people I see are Cassie and old couples who come in for coffee," I said. I was trying to fight back tears.

"We'll ask around baby, don't worry," Ben said. I nodded.

"I miss you Ben," I whispered. Just hearing his voice made me feel loads better.

"I miss you to, Brod. I'm sorry we haven't kept in touch," he said. 

"It's okay. You're busy with touring," I said. 

"Got a surprise for you though," he said. I could hear the smile in his voice.

"What?" I asked.

"We're coming to your area," he said. My heart dropped.

"Really?" I whispered. 

"Yeah baby! We're coming to see you, and we got two tickets for you and Cass. We'll be sending them soon. It was going to be a surprise, but I think maybe you needed to know now," he said. I started crying right away. 

"Don't cry. Brodie," he said. 

"I'm sorry," I whispered. He chuckled slightly.

"Go get some rest. Worry about everything later, okay?" he said. 

"Okay, love you Benny," I said. 

"Love you too, babes," he said. The dial tone sounded through my phone. I sighed and clicked it off. I still had one more phone call to make, and I wasn't sure if this one would be as successful...

I carefully dialed Matty's number and crossed my fingers.

"Hello?" his sweet voice called into the phone. My heart lept for joy.

"Matty?" I whispered.

"Brodie," he said. I heard his voice crack.

"Matt I-" I started, but he cut me off.

"Brod, I love you, but I can't talk now," he said. 

"What? Why? What's happening?" I asked. My mind went to Oli. Had something happened?

"Nothing, just a bad time. I'm sorry we haven't called you. Things have been...complicated. Anyway, what's wrong?" he asked. His tone told me there was more going on than just "complicated" but I didn't argue.

"Have one of the guys been sending me letters saying I'm watcing you on them? I need to know.." I begged. 

"No, Brod. No one has," he said. I knew he was telling the truth.

"What's going on, Brodie?" he asked. I sighed.

"Nothing."

"You're lying.

"I miss you," I said. 

"I miss you too. We all miss you so much. Things just aren't the same without you," he whispered. I fought back tears once more.

"Tell Oli I love him," I whispered. 

"Call him," he said. 

"He never answers," I said. I could almost see the frown on his face as he spoke.

"Still? The fucker.." he said quietly. 

"Don't be mad. He needs time i guess," I said quietly, even though my heart couldn't take anymore of his absence.

"It's been six months." 

"Well I don't know what to tell you. I tried."

"I'll talk to him. But I really gotta go, Brodie. I love you so much. I'll tell the guys you called. and we'll try and keep in touch better. I promise," he said. I gave up fighting the tears. 

"Okay," I said, my voice cracking. The line clicked off, and just like that, he was gone. I let my phone drop down to my bed. My wall paper shone back up at me. Oli's beautiful smile flashed up at me. I missed him so much...

I grabbed the two letters and took them over to my paper shredder. 

"Goodbye, fucker," I whispered. I slowly walked back over to my bed and crawled back under the covers. I pushed  the thought of the creepy letters out of my mind and focused on memories of Oli and I.