We've Only Just Begun

The Last Chapter - Goodbye America

A couple days had passed and I could count on one hand how many times I saw Siva actually out of his room, and everytime he was going from his room to the bathroom or kitchen. He surprisingly stayed groomed and well fed, I wasn't sure how well he'd been sleeping, but he never looked tired. I just hoped that the move back to England would make him feel better. 

I was up in my room with Nathan doing some last minute packing the night before we were to leave for England. I walked downstairs to make some tea and I found Seev on the couch writing in a notebook.

"Hey Seev. Glad to see you out of your cave, finally." I smiled hesitantly. He looked up and smiled back. I walked over to him. "Whatcha writing?"

"A song." I sat down next to him and peered over his arm to see. I was expecting him to turn the notebook away, but he just kept writing.

It had the word 'Demons' at the top of the page.

Hey

I see a secret in your face

Did someone steal you away?

Is there someone else in my place?

I don't like this game...

It was about Becca. I looped my arm through his non-writing hand and rested my head on his shoulder. I was so happy to see him up and about again but it pained me to see him writing a song about her. At least he could channel his pain into something he loves. Jay came down the stairs then and his eyes grew wide when he saw Siva out of his room. 

"Hey mate, how you feeling?" He said, walking over to us. 

"Good. Just doing some writing." Siva replied. Jay plopped down on the other side of him and looked at what Seev was writing. 

"This is good stuff..." Jay said. I stood up then and started making the tea for Nath and I while Jay and Seev sat talking about the song.

I went back upstairs to an almost empty room and Nathan sitting on my bed looking at his phone. I gave him his tea and sat down on my bed, indian style.  

"Siva's finally come out of his room." I said to him, taking a sip from my cup. He looked up.

"That's good." 

"Yeah he's writing a song right now with Jay out in the living room... it's called 'Demons'." 

"At least the break up is feuling his fire." He replied. I nodded in agreement. "I can't believe it's our last night here." I said sadly, looking around my bare room. Most of our stuff was on its way to the UK as we spoke, even Jay and Steph's dog Clancy. Someone had come to pick him up earlier that day and he was going to be staying with Jay and Nathan's neighbors until we got to London. The only things we had left to take were our carry-ons and a couple suitcases. 

"We'll be back!" Nathan said. "We have the house for as long as we need it." 

"I know. I'm just nervous with living in another country and all. It's going to be a huge culture shock." I replied. 

"You'll be just fine. It'll be like you've lived there your whole life. It's basically the same as America except we have a different accent and the tea is better." He winked. Then he leaned in and kissed me softly, to comfort me. I smiled as he pulled away.

"I feel bad that I can't see my parents before we leave, I told my mom I'd come back to Houston before moving..." I trailed off. I'd been really stressed out these last few days, making arrangements for the flight, apartment, promo, studio time, etc., and it turned out that there was no time for me to go home and visit before making the move. We were on too tight of a schedule.