Picture Perfect (A TJ Bell Story)

Chapter 2 - Time Moves On

**5 Years Later , 2014**

[TJ's POV]

I soon left Motionless in White not long after the album Creatures was released.

I was in Get Scared for a bit and then I joined Escape the Fate.

Now, its just me, Craig, Kevin, and Robert, since Max left again to join Ronnie's band. It was actually fun being in the band with him, but it still sucked that he left, yet I'm happy he's friends with Ronnie after all the shit that went down the past few years.

I eventually somewhat got over Farren, and now I'm with my girlfriend, Georgette. She's alright, she makes me happy and all, but I still feel empty inside.

Right now I'm on tour for a bit and one of the cities are Pittsburg, so I might stop by to say hey to Motioless while they work on their new Reincarnate album.

We'll be stopping by there tomorrow after leaving Virginia.

Its weird, how once I left MIW, Chris looked both sad but somewhat relieved, but I doubt it was because I was leaving. But I decided not to question it.

I still wonder what went through his mind that day.

I still, however, saw Camille, and we became good friends. She is merch girl for Motionless in White now, but is going out with someone in Asking Alexandria, so we barely see her around.

I texted Georgette when I began to wonder what Farren was doing. I then quietly got angry at myself.

I shouldn't even be thinking about her. It was just a one night stand, after all. I hate that I got so attached to her, but at the same time I was afraid she was dead or something.

Basically, I just hope she's alright.

[Farren's POV]

I sat in the doctor's office and waited anxiously for the results.

I prayed it was only a scare, and I was just slightly malnourished or its just a virus or a cold.

The doctor then walked in, a nervous look in his eye.

"Well?" I asked, nervously.

He shook his head as he placed the file and results on his desk.

"I'm sorry. The results came back positive. Its leukemia," he said.

I bit my lip hard as I tried not to cry and hung my head.

"How much time?" I asked.

"Six months, give or take," the doctor said, a tone in his voice as if he hated to bear the bad news to me. "Miss Peters, I am so sorry, I wish there was something I can do, but at the moment, all I can suggest is several rounds of chemotherapy."

I sighed, and thought it over. "Sure," I said. "I just need to make some plans for my daughter. I don't want her in a foster home."

He handed me the papers before scheduling an appointment.

I pack my things, thank him, and make my way to the waiting room of the clinic where Chris is waiting.

As soon as he saw me, he got up. "So?"

I just let tears fall and shake my head. It was enough for him to understand.

"Oh no," he said as he came up and hugged me and I silently sob into his shirt.

Chris had kept his word and stood by my side ever since I told him I was pregnant with TJ's child, and never told him. Since he left the band, Ricky, Angelo, Ghost, Balz, and Ryan, however, found out, but also swore not to tell.