Miss Jackson✔

Chapter 25: Your hands are shaking

*Claires P.O.V*

 (Just saying I write both on the computer and phone so dont mind the separate paragraphs, sometimes it will happen.)

You really thought you could get rid of me? I'm your mind, your voice...your friend.

Bolting awake from the sleep I was in, I place my hand over my chest. Brendon moves a little as I look around. I slow my heart rate to normal and take a big breath.
  I get out of bed as quietly as I can and head to the door. I tip toe to the kitchen for a drink. That voice, that other thing, whatever it is I've had enough of it. It makes my life a living hell. I really wish there was just someone who understood this. Grayson, he understood, thats why he was there. He was my friend and that place took him away from me.

  "Claire what are you doing up," I quickly turn around to Brendon rubbing his eyes. "I woke up and couldnt go back to sleep so I came in here for a drink," I say.

  "Come back to bed, I can probably make you go back to sleep," he says before yawning. "Go ahead I'm already up and you look like your about to fall and sleep on there floor." Since he's half asleep he agrees and kisses me goodnight before going back to the room.

 Maybe I'll just go to the studio. I've worked on the song I've tried writing a little, I just need a chorus. Making my way outside I notice its 4:30, yeah I wont be able to go back to sleep. I unlock the door and walk in met by darkness. I find the light switch and turn flip it up. The Urieletric sign lights up and I look around.

  The drums are in their own little spot, guitars of all kinds are hung and lined up along a wall, and computers are against a wall. I walk over to the computer and turn it on. It needs a password, what the hell is the password. Brendons dogs? Nope. His band? Nope. Me? Nope, wait Miss Jackson. Bingo. How sweet, but also a little weird.

  Documents, documents, DOAB album, TWTLTRTD album, V&V album, PO album, AFYCSO album. He has nothing interesting. I mean I could look at unreleased music but thats not really fun. I'm not gonna go through his emails either. 

 I notice a small piano under the glass the computer is on and pull it out. Its hooked up to the laptop that Brendon brought when he came. I open one of the icons and it brings u some sort of music maker thing. I press a key and it plays out on the computer. I take a piece of paper and pencil, ready to write.

 I press 3 keys, doing it multiple times. I write down the notes a played and continue to play them adding some low notes. I press the play button on the computer and I'm amazed of hat I created.

 "But nobody knows you now. When your dying in LA. And nobody owes you now, when your dying in LA," thats what I managed to get after 10 minutes of thinking. I guess I'm calling this Dying In LA. 5:00 the bottom of the screen read. 

 Sighing, I stand up and walk back into the house, after closing everything on the computer that I opened. I stop when I see a figure in the kitchen.

  "Mom, what were you doing out there," I let out a breath of relief and stop my shaking hands. "I couldnt sleep so i went out for a little in the studio. What are you doing up."

 "I woke up before my alarm and couldnt go back to sleep...and I dont know when Danny is going to be here," I stare at her with confusion. 1 who the hell is Danny and 2 since when is he coming here.

  "Excuse me, who the hell is Danny and why is he coming here," I ask a little harsher then I meant.

 "Chill, Danny is a friend I made and he offered t pick me up and drop me off today," Taylor says. What is it with everyone being late to tell me things.

  "Just tell me next time ok," she nods and walks away probably to get dressed. I always forget I have a kid. I guess Brendon was right when he said we're partners in every way. I also always forget that he fell in love with a crazy woman, and I fell in love with my doctor. Well I was never crazy just a little nasty.

  "Yeah thats right I fell in love with Miss Jackson," I snap my head up to see Brendon smiling. "I said that out loud," I feel the heat rise to my cheeks. No matter how old you get, you cant seem to stop the blushing.

 "Yeah you did," he walks over to me and places his lips on mine fro a long kiss. "But its true I love you and always will."

  Finally a new chapter. I swear I'm trying to write more, but once I get back into the schhol routine I'll find time.

   ~Katelyn