Abby
We got in at about midnight and we were all exhausted. I dragged myself up to my room and took a much needed shower. I then brushed my teeth and crawled into bed. I laid down and realized I never got the rose yesterday or today. I threw the covers off and crept out onto my balcony. Sure enough, there were two pink roses. I picked them up and found a sheet of paper that was folded up. It read:
I see you're starting to forget me...love you always
What in the world? I've never really thought about this until now. Who is this? Who am I forgetting about? This is really starting to creep me out. I reluctantly brought them in and put them in the vase before getting back into bed.
I seemed to toss and turn all night, not being able to get the note out of my head. "You're starting to forget me" I don't understand. I awoke from my restless night and realized it was already morning. I groggily rolled out bed. I brushed my teeth and hair then changed into some comfy clothes. This is going to be a long day. I hummed as I poured myself a glass of chocolate milk. I brought it up to my room and went out onto the balcony. The swing swung back and forth slightly as the wind blew. This is all just so uncanny. I don't know how to explain it.
"Good morning." I heard from behind me making me jump.
"Oh, um morning." I said to Jack.
"We have to talk." He stated. Oh no, this can't be good. What if he doesn't like Myles anymore...what am I gonna do? He pulled me to sit down in the wooden swing that had lights wrapped around it. "So, Jack and I were thinking and... we want you to come on tour with us...and be our opening act."
"Jack.." I trailed off. I thought he knew I was over the singing thing.
"You can't just give it up Abby, you have real talent. Please Abby." He continued.
"I can't Jack." I replied in a whisper.
"I know, it's hard. It's hard for all of us, but please. Just try...for me?" He asked as he grabbed my hand. I looked up at him, contemplating it. "Please, I'll be here for you all the way...I promise." He pleaded.
"Okay." I answered quietly.
"Yes!" He exclaimed hugging me. "This is going to be amazing. You're going to love it."
"I hope so." I shrugged.
"I'm glad you agreed. I'm here for you, always." He reminds me.
"Thanks Jack." I smiled weakly.
"Okay, I'll stop bothering you now. Hey, I love you." He said softly.
"I love you too." I responded.
I sat for a few more minutes and realized I should probably practice some music if I'm really gonna do this. I grabbed my guitar from the corner of my closet and sat on my bed. I brushed my hand across the strings. This is it. I started strumming and singing.
"My momma don't like you and she likes everyone, and I never like to admit that I was wrong, and I've been so caught up in my job, didn't see what's going on, but now I know, I'm better sleeping on my own. Cause if you like the way you look that much, then baby you should go and love yourself, and if you think that I'm still holding on to something you should go and love yourself.
"You try to make me insecure, you try to break me maybe cause you couldn't love yourself...love yourself, but your poison was the cure, and by accident you showed me how to love myself..love myself. Cause if you like the way you look that much, then baby you should go and love yourself, and if you think that I'm still holding on, then baby you should go and love yourself."
I stopped singing as tears came to my eyes. Why is this so hard without him?
"That was beautiful." Jack said from the doorway. My eyes met his. "No, don't cry babe. It's okay." He sat beside me, wrapping his arms around me.
"I really miss him." I mumbled into his chest. "I miss them all."
"I know. I do too." He replied. He pulled away and wiped a tear from my cheek. "It's gonna be okay though. We're gonna be okay."
I nodded and he kissed my head before leaving. I really wish they were here still. I need to keep singing, for them. I need to make them proud. I dug around until I found my songbook and a pen and immediately started. For you. After about an hour of scribbling down stuff, I gave up and threw the book down. I need a break. I got up and opened my door, running right into someone.
"Aye easy there babe." Myles chuckled, catching me before I fell.
"Sorry." I said and he put me back on my feet.
"You okay? You seem a little stressed."
"Yeah...a little." I sighed. "I sang...I got out my guitar and sang and maybe wrote a song...I don't even know."
"That's amazing!" He smiled.
"Thanks, it's just hard." I said softly.
He wrapped his arms around me, and I wrapped mine around him. And here we are...hugging in the hallway, and I couldn't want anything more. Sometimes I feel I'm falling too hard, but there's nothing I can do to stop it. I finally found someone else and I should be happy...but it's still hard to let go. I'm afraid to fall for someone else again, afraid to love. I don't want Myles to leave. I'm scared something bad is going to happen, but I can't control my heart.
"Jack told me the news." He stated.
"I'm pretty nervous." I replied.
"I think you're gonna do great." He smiled.
"Thanks Myles." I smiled back.
"In and out?" He asked.
"That sounds great right now." I laughed.
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