Awaken With Mistakes (GLP Book 2)

Chapter Twelve- "What Happened? Oh, Just Bad Stuff."

*Alan's POV - Two days later* | Apr 10, 2014 

"Eat it," Shayley says again for about the five hundredth time, insisting me to eat some type of concoction he created. I do not trust him in the kitchen. Not even with toast, and it's pretty difficult to screw up toast. I mean, c'mon. 

"It looks like somebody shitted and dyed it a mix of green and purple," I state. Shayley rolls his eyes.

"You haven't eaten in two days," he points out. 

"Maybe it's because your a bad cook," I retort. 

"I am not!" he gasps. 

"Liar," I mutter. 

"You can't keep mourning over him, Ash."

"Sure I can. I have nothing better to do with my life," I reply. 

"Call up Maddie?" he asks. 

"I haven't spoken to her in two years. Besides, it's not like we had any friendliness towards each other since high school, meaning the past five years, Shay."

"You gotta do something, Al," he says. I sigh.

"I want to write a song," I state, a few minutes later. 

"Are you sure?" 

"Yeah, but I'm going to leave the apartment. Inspiration," I say. Shayley looks at me wide-eyed.

"Holy shit, you're going to actually get outside for the first time in like forever?!" Shayley squeals. 

"Shut up. But yes, I was thinking I could go to Starbucks and get some coffee. Walk around the beaches, too," I tell Shayley. That's my plan, and I hope nothing ruins it. After all, Shayley is right. I need to do something productive with my life. Or at least today I will. I'll probably be back to greiving tomorrow. Oh joy! 

"Do you want me to stay here? Oh, you need clothes! Nobody's touched your shit, dear God, it's all dirty and dusty..." Shayley drones on and on. Oh we need to wash your clothes, and blah blah blah. But he's right. I hadn't done a single thing but lay around and suffer in my own sorrow the past two years. Such a great life, huh? Yeah, no. 

I walk over to my suitcase full of my little bits of items I own and toss Shayley a pair of skinny jeans, a black and white flanel, and a black Tonight Alive tee. 

"Wash it, I'm going to take a shower," I say. 

"On it!" he responds happily. I can tell he's excited I've decided to do something. I couldn't blame him, I'm kind of proud of myself too. Let me tell you, that's saying something. 

*skipping shower bc i suck like that :)* 

"Shay, wheres my clothes?" I ask loudly, leaving the bathroom with only a towel loosely wrapped around my waist.

"Bedroom," he calls from the kitchen. Oh no. I hope he doesn't burn the apartment down. We don't have the money to pay for that, considering neither of us have a job. Austin's the one who pays for us. The rent, the food, the drinks, everything. 

If he cared enough to pay for us to keep us living, then why did he leave me for Gielle? He's always said he'd love me forever, and that he'd never leave my side. He'd tell me so often that he'd want nothing to be mine. Whatever happened to 'I'd rather die'? 

"Thanks!" I respond, trotting to the bedroom. I slip on a pair of clean boxers, and throw on my clothes. 

"I'll be back before midnight. If not, look for me," I tell Shayley as I walk out of the apartment. I pull out my phone, plugging in my earphones. I throw my music on shuffle and "Kiss Me Again" begins to play. The song brings back so many memories from high school. Junior year with Austin, Tino, Phil and I. I miss those days, but at the same time I don't. Our friendship was stronger than anything and nothing could break it. Whatever happened to 'I'll never leave your side'?