You're My Music - A Riker Lynch FanFiction

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Its weird how just when you think life is starting to get back to normal it flips on you again. Just when you think everything is going to be calm for a while something happens that shreds every hope of you having an normal everyday life apart. I never wanted everything to be boring, I just wanted it to be manageable. I couldn't even get that.

"Are you sure you have to go?"

"You know I think I just need a little change of pace. Running an acting camp in Puerto Rico should be fun I'm excited to expand my horizons even work with kids." She cringed a little at what she was saying but then nodded her head with assurance. "I didn't take this opportunity because I didn't want to be away from Rocky when I was just started to build a healthy relationship with him. I was actually falling for him, and he was just using me as a distraction."

"CeCe it was more than that, he had feelings for you too I just don't think he knows how to access them he's been through a lot."

"Yea well I know he's had a lot of feelings for girls that weren't me." She gave me a yearning look like I was supposed to get something more out of that statement. I felt like she was trying to tap into something but didn't want to. "We had a good run but I just don't fit into the picture." CeCe continued.

"Well I'll miss you this summer who knows maybe I'll get to see you around this school year." I tried to avoid most of what she addressed which seemed silly but I didn't know how to address it myself.

"Yes we are most definitely getting coffee early September I can't wait." I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a squeeze before she hopped into the car and drove off. I felt the seasons of life change just as the summer breeze was coming to tell me the new season had arrived. The weather didn't change that much in California but I still felt a difference. I knew my relationship with CeCe wouldn't be the same again. I had to move on to new adventures in life. For once in my life I felt even though there was a change that I would be okay I could manage it. I felt like I could manage almost everything. Almost.

I walked back inside the house and into the living room. A large white hamper sat on the couch full of Riker's clothes. That boy always would start a job and forget about it. I can't even count the amount of times I had to finish washing the dishes or sweeping because he had to rush off somewhere. I didn't mind to much seeing his career was packed for time. One time right in the middle of clearing the table he looked at his phone, saw the date, and said, "Shoot it's the 5th, I completely forgot we have an interview in an hour." "It's fine I'll take care of the dishes, it's a good thing I like you." I giggled and Riker ran off.

I picked up the white plastic hamper and brought it up to Riker's room. I started by dumping the clothes onto his bed and setting the hamper on the floor. I picked up a green plain Hollister t-shirt and folded it. Then a few other items like some skinny jeans, a few pairs of underwear and a pair of socks. Once I had a few things compiled I grabbed a few pairs of socks and walked over to his dresser to place them in. I opened the first drawer and shuffled a few things around because of the mess it was and a crinkly enveloped popped out.

Now I don't snoop. I don't try to at least but the envelope looked like junk he had stuffed in the drawer like typical Riker. I pulled it out and it was in fact not junk but a handwritten letter. It was falling out of a delicate envelope and looked important so there had to be a reason he just stuffed it in a sock drawer. I pulled out the letter from the envelope not because I was trying to be a bad girlfriend but because it worried me. I read the letter but it didn't make sense to me. I sat down on Riker's bed and re-read it trying to make some sense out of it. The letter detailed so many things I didn't understand. It was signed Estella.