Oasis: Time Flies...

Go Let it Out

Author Note- This is set months after the end of I'd Like to be Somebody Else (/ The Swamp Song) so there is spoilers to that story's events/ end if you haven't read that yet. It's Stacy's pov. Stacy is back! I've taken inspiration from Stardust2003 with like the chapter previews or I guess this is a book preview but kinda stand alone, I don't know probably best just to read it.

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I ran, I took off as promised to never look back.

This time my destination wasn't some random area in Manchester that the became known as Burnage and home. It was only about twenty miles away though, I didn't exactly make it hard for them to come and find me. They didn't though.

I got a whole new fresh start. One that I probably didn't deserve in the slightest but it was mine for the taking. I got to reinvent myself again.

I left behind abusing drugs and sex. I left behind depression. I'd left behind all the lying and manipulation. I was free of everything that was tying me down. I let go of it all. I was happy. I was better.

That only confirmed to me that I could never go back to them. I'd depended on them and their goldfish bowl existence for too long, no more. That Stacy was well and truly gone.

It wasn't their fault, they'd only ever done their best to save me. They did me no wrong. They looked after me through thick and thin for six long years. I was the problem through it all, there was no room for me to be their burden any longer.

I was so grateful for Jamie and Sinead taking me in. I didn't know where I could've gone with my son if they'd said no. I couldn't burden Kenzie and her daughters. I didn't consider for a second turning to my parents, that would be too far of a step back.

I found a job as bar staff. It wasn't half as interesting as being Noel's assistant or whatever the hell I was meant to be but the wage was alright. In fact it was boring. The embarrassing cocktail names got boring when people asked and they couldn't contain their laughter. It was boring kicking people out when they got drunk and misbehaved. It was even more boring when it was quiet.

That was until I met George.

We instantly clicked, she made it fun, shifts weren't the same when she wasn't there so we made sure to work together as much as possible. She was no work mate either, we hung

Soon we were always together. We hung out whenever we were off and someone could babysit for me. She was beautiful, prettiest girl I'd ever seen. She was tall and slim. She had deep hazel eyes I could gaze into all day, long dark brown hair that was silky and always had a scent of strawberries. I loved her, I actually loved her and it wasn't out of lust or dependence or jealousy or guilt or anything else I'd tried to base a relationship on in the last six years. It was pure. We were pure.

It was perfect but Jamie didn't approve. He thought I was jumping in too fast after Noel just to be with someone. He was wrong.

He didn't need to look out for me and I didn't need his approval, I knew what I was doing. I didn't see what the point in waiting was. It wasn't like Noel was worth waiting around for, he was happily married. Now I was happy with my girlfriend and I could stop thinking about Oasis.

It was hard when they were still everywhere, their faces plastered on magazines and TV but I forgot about them and they forgot about me.

No one understood what happened less than my parents. They thought I was the one in the wrong. They thought I was an idiot walking out on Noel, as if I could've stayed while he was married to that woman. They thought I had no right to walk away with his son. They thought I had no right to start again in Liverpool, especially when that involved living with Jamie.