Chris carried me over to the signing table. I insisted on going with him. We sat at the table and got ready for the fans to be let in.
The doors opened and they all came rushing in. I met with each one. I got several ‘im sorry’s and ‘he will forever be in our hearts’, etc.
“Okay, Kitty, you ready to go?” Chris asked me as we signed the last CD of the night.
“I-I guess,” I whispered. My voice was still shakey.
Chris helped me up and we walked to the busses. Austin caught up with us after a few minutes.
“Hey, Carter. You okay?” he asked me as he pulled me into one of his brotherly-putting-the-pieces-together hugs.
“I-I d-d-don’t know,” I whispered.
“It will be okay, I promise. We will go to Tampa tomorrow. We are cancelling the rest of the tour after that, though,” he said.
“b-but,” I tried to protest.
“No, I know you want to be there and don’t want to disappoint the fans but you need some you time right now,” he whispered to me.
“O-Okay,” I whispered as he walked over to Alan. Chris and I walked back to the Motionless bus. I started rubbing Ash’s necklace that I got him before our wedding. I walked into the bus, showered, and changed into my pajamas. I wore my navy sweatpants and my dad’s old GI Joe shirt. I walked back over to Chris.
“Where do I sleep?” I asked him.
“You can take my bunk,” he said. I knew there was no point in arguing so I walked over to his bunk and laid down. I grabbed Ash’s journal and started looking through it. I saw several drawings. He loved to fraw anime/manga style people. I came across on page that wasn’t finished yat. There was Anthony and his drumsticks, both hands in the air. War stood next to him with his bass and a huge smile on his face. Meri was to the far right of the page, one foot on a box and her guitar over her shoulder. She had one hand in the air with the ‘devil’s horns’ symbol. I saw a drawing of who I guessed was Ash next to Meri holding a guitar with a mic stand next to him. In the middle was a picture of me, my silver mic in hand and Fredrick over my choulder.
I kept looking through the journal. I came to the last page with writing on it.
““I sit here and think
How can a man like me?
So broken and shattered
Be so lucky
To have a lover like you
So beautiful and perfect
Not a flaw in sight
I hold you close and protect you from your dreams
You don’t believe me
When I say
You are my everything
Well, darling, believe it
Without you I wouldn’t be where I am
Today
Today
Today
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me
You saved me from my wildest dreams
My nightmares
The ones that haunt me in the night
Trying to take me to my plight
You don’t believe me
When I say you are my everything
Well, darling, believe it
Without you I wouldn’t be alive
Today
Today
Today
Today we sit
Still unbroken
With our outcasts
That have fallen
Into the shadow
Of today
Today
Today
I sit and stare
I we smile and wonder
How did I become so lucky?
To have a lover
Like you
You watch over the outcast
With them in your shadow
Following you like a mother
Following you like no other
You have shown them that they can conquer all
Today
Today
Today.”
I read. I started to cry as Chris came over to the bunk. He climbed in next to me as I scooted over. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder and read the paper.
“Oh, Kitty,” he said as he took the journal and set it somewhere. We sat there until I fell asleep in his arms.
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Unbroken
RomanceCarter's life is full of ups and downs, sorrow, and happiness. What happens when she meets Ashley, the boy of her dreams? ** Editing as of 4/29/14 **
