John walked into the abandoned warehouse, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips. He had gotten into another arguement with Yoko--- something that he didn't need.
He found an old piano sitting on the far right of the room. Walking up to it, he dusted off the lid for the piano keys and sat on the bench; his fingertips floating above the keys.
He then began to sing a song he had been working on. He was praying he'd get a record deal. Though, he knew he wouldn't. At least, not with Yoko's pleas to stay at the house.
". . . Imagine all the people,
Living life in peace.
You may say I'm a dreamer,
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you can join us,
And the world will live as one. . ."
Suddenly, the glass from the window shattered into pieces. John stopped playing, and rose his head above the piano.
Then he heard it.
Someone was screaming.
Specifically, it was a woman screaming.
She was screaming for help.
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Help Yourself 〰 J. Lennon ✔️
Fanfiction"You have to help yourself before you can ever love me." 〰 In which a heroin addict falls for a pianist, but before she could start a bond with him, she has to quit the drug that has overtaken her life. 〰 ©2016 Valerie Matthews (Enchancer97)...
