Dyl: [Because during a slight second, it feels as care-free and easy as it had from the start with us. Before the tour... before the crash... before everything... I missed it so much my heart ached in pain at the fact that we had such trouble finding our way back home.]
Nate: I think it's time I tell you about her.
Ash: You're still waiting for that love at first sight cliche to happen?
Nate: I just feel like I will know when I see her.
Ash: If you're single when we're old and grey, don't blame me for it, okay?
Nate: She's out there, Ash. [She was like the sister I never had. While Ryan, being three years older and already scouted as an upcoming athlete, we never really got along. I really never gave him a shot when we were younger, I pushed him away in pure jealousy, I guess. I was stuck in books, playing the guitar and scribbling down notes - All I breathed was music. It was like someone poured cold water all over me walking in on them like that. I only ever loved her like a sister, but seeing her wrapped up in my brother's embrace like that? It just made my hatred grow towards him even more. I could see it in their faces. She called and texted me almost every single day for half a year after that day. I never responded. I just wish that I would've gotten back to just one of those messages. Just told her she was the best person walking planet Earth.]
Ryan: He's hurting you and I need him to stop.
Ash: (He'll make a good lawyer someday...)
Ryan: Get your act together and fix things with her.
Nate: [But the thought of her hurting as much as I did? I couldn't even stand the thought. And I remember her having this look as if she wanted to say something, but refrained from it. But I remember thinking it was something in her eyes that looked sad without being able to pin point what. I found myself thinking the world had fallen back into place. That was the last time I saw her.
When she died a long time after, it felt like I died with her. And I guess it has always been easier to blame Ryan than myself or her for what happened. She would've loved you. Although, she would've been nuts not to.]Dyl: Let's go!
Nate: I found that cliche, Ash, and I so wish you could've been here to see it. I told you so, okay? I also really, really, really missed you.
Dyl: I watched as a tear falls from one of his eyelashes and a second later it hits the ground right at our feet.
Evening...
Nate: What theDyl: Music healed you before. Why not let it heal you again, Nate?
Before Nate told everything, there was a trial in court about Dyl accusing a guy named Ethan on rape, his lawyer is named Ashley Kings.
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