Mourning Star (Sequel to Unbroken)

Our Love...

(((FOUR YEARS LATER)))

I walked into my bedroom and double checked to make sure I had everything. 

“BLAKE ARE YOU READY!?” Katie, yes, Katie Rodgers from Warped all those years ago, shouted up the stairs.  Katie, Katt and I have become really good friends over the past four years.  Turns out, they lived down the street from where I lived, so they were my shoulders to cry on after Blade.  We never did get back together.  In fact, we haven’t seen each other since that day.

I continued with online schooling, and just graduated last month.  Dad has been dating this nice woman, her name is Rose Piper.  She has long, blond hair and bright honey brown eyes.  I let my hair go back to brown, not wanting to bother with dying it anymore, and got a septum, lower labret, and snakebite piercings.

“COMING KATIEBEAR!” I shouted down the stairs.  Katie, Katt, and I are going to a nice, high class collage in southern California, near Torrance.  I’m taking photography, music, art, and all of my required courses.

I ran downstairs and gave a hug to Jayy, Dahvie, Dad, and Rose.  I felt a fuzz ball jump up and paw my leg.  I bent down and cuddled with Fire.  I couldn’t take her with us, the apartment complex didn’t allow dogs. 

The girls and I would be driving in Katts pickup.  We were going to meet Andy and the rest of BVB (not Blade, I made sure) and they were going to help us get set up and settled in.  Austin said he might come help, too. 

Everything was loaded up in the truck.  I waved goodbye to my little make-shift family and smiled as we drove down the road.  They would be coming up in a few months for my birthday and to visit Mum’s grave. 

We put our music on shuffle, listening to the music and not saying anything except for the occasional comment from Katt, who got terrible road rage. 

I sighed as “From My Heart” by SayWeCanFly came on.  Katt had a strange obsession with this band, even though everything else she listened to was heavier, like Marilyn Manson, KISS, Slipknot, and Suicide Silence.  This was the only band she liked that was mostly acoustic.

“It doesn’t seem like long ago

We traded hearts and I was sold

To the girl I thought I loved

But two years later I gave up

But that’s just a story that we tell

The way it happened felt like hell

And back to this day I’m still confused

I swear it was last night

You were in my dreams

I swear it was yesterday

That you were the one keeping me

From doing all the things

I know I shouldn’t be

But that was the best thing that ever happened to me

Cause I learned a lot about myself

And I learned to shut my mouth

If I’ve got nothing good to say at all

I hope you understand that this comes from my heart

I hope you’re happy now

I hope that you’ll go far

You’re a sweet, sweet girl