Muse (Pt. 2)

Eruption

It was strange not seeing the sky so dark at such early hours. They sky here didn't compare to the one at home and it saddened me.

Tyler always loved to gaze at the sky for some sort of idea. Although, he always said it brought a warm feeling. The feeling I felt towards this ominous sky was sickening, it was so sickening I could barely move a muscle.

I was glued to my seat in complete horror and just wished Tyler were here. This sky was just too much in one sitting and the smell it brought along. The smell of rain hung eerily in the air.

At last I found a small ounce of courage and got up and walked back inside the room. I shut the terrace door and stared blankly at the room.

I had to keep repeating to myself it was just an other ordinary day. Maybe that was the problem, it was another ordinary day. I grew agitated at the same routine, not finding much enthusiasm like the boys.

They crashed from adrenaline rush late at night, every single day. Only because they performed.

"Stumph," Brendon's voice said cheerfully.

I walked out to the lounge area and found him with a bag of food in his left hand.

"Everything alright?"

He proceeded to take out the food and place it on the small isle so we could eat together. He said he wanted to get to know me better. So my dad suggested we have a small breakfast date.

"I assume so," I told truthfully.

I sat down on the stool as he sat across from me. I looked through the boxes and toons mall portions of them.

In the end my plate was full with two pancakes, eggs, potatoes, and spinach. I ate peacefully as he just spoke about his life with me and tried to comfort me.

"I heard this past year it's been rough, but I also heard a certain someone was helping."

I chewed at my food and wiped my food with a napkin.

"Uh Tyl-"

"Oh Tyler," he winked at me.

I laughed at his silliness.

"He's good for you."

I felt relieved that others thought he was good for me.

"I really miss him, it's very strange not being with him."

Brendon smiled at me, "You love him sweetheart."

I really did. It was scary loving someone like I loved him, especially what happened recently. It was hard moving forward with fear of the same thing repeating.

"Tyler is a bit fucked up in the head if you know what I mean, we all are! But he's not one to harm an other human being to gain power."

That was true, Tyler didn't even like the thought of raising his voice at me. It was always whispers. I've asked him about it before because I didn't care how loud he spoke. He could speak to me in the voice he spoke with Josh or any of his friends.

All he said was, "I've learned that being mindful of my voice helps you to be more happy. Its no bother that I have to maintain soft conversations with you because it's more intimate like that. "

Brendon ate in peace with me. Minutes passed by and I wondered were my dad was.

"Did my dad mention anything about going anywhere?"

I stuffed my mouth with some pancakes.

"Pete told me they were going to work on the album a bit more and then had it over to their manager."

I nodded and looked at the time.

"So we have the whole day off today?"

He nodded his head to my question, not quite understanding where I was getting at.

"I want to get a tattoo."

His smile grew wide, my dad would be frightened because it was his mischievous smile.