He grabs my hand,and looks up at the dark sky "my dad died he uhm died in a war" he lets out still not daring to look at me "he uhm didnt make it,and my life changed after that.I haven't been the same ever since if i'm honest.I rebelled with my mom.I had so much anger.I still do,I don't know why I just-I was so close to him,and in a blink of an eye,I lost him.I am still hurting so my moms sent me here to recover to let my anger out to find myself she said" his voice is shaky and my heart breaks I can hear and feel his agony
"Have you? been able to recover a bit" I ask causing him to look down at me the moonlight letting me see his watery eyes.
"I - I dont know" he says kissing my hand.
"that makes two of us" I mutter laying back next to him and snuggle up "do you miss him?"I then ask playing with his hand.
"Every single day it's like I am trapped in a cycle,and I can't move on with my life" his smoth voice says relaxing me making forget everything and just focus on him
"I know how you feel" I mutter again as it sinks down.I now know why luke is here its as if I now know everything about him and can try to help him
"I know you're not ready I can tell and by what has happened lately but sometimes opening up is what's best"
"Maybe one day i'll find the courage" I say closing my eyes finding something to talk about anything to change the topic to lighten up the mood "sing to me" thw ords escape my lips
i feel the vibration from his chest as he chuckles "you serious?" I look up at him and nod before he pulls himself up causing me to move away from him immediately missing him missing his warmth and how safe he makes me feels
"alrighty then" he sighs adjusting his guitar "what do you want me to play"
i shrug not knowing "youre not slick i said sing not play" I giggle as he groans
"mam what makes you think I can sing" he raises an eyebrow
"the fact that you always sing your heart out in the shower" i point out
"do I sing that loud" he chuckles and i nod
"so sing anything" i tell him as he fiddles with the strings making random noises that appeal to my ears
"i dont know" he sighs getting fruserated he moves his guitar away and i frown I dont like seeing him more upset then he must be due to his fathers death.I begin to lay back down again resting my head on his lap
"sing me to sleep...please" i softly beg hoping he heard me i close my eyes as i hear him grab his guitar again
"alright" i look up to see him consintrated as he lays on his back facing the sky and his guitar lays on his stomach and he begins to play a beat
closing my eyes again i hear him sing "I like that you're broken Broken like me Maybe that makes me a fool" he sings softly but perfectly as the melody enters my ears making me smile hes so talented
"I like that you're lonely Lonely like me I could be lonely with you" i open my eyes again and stare at the stars the catchy beat he's making with the guitar making me enjoy the song even more
"There's something tragic, but almost pure Think I could love you, but I'm not sure
There's something wholesome, there's something sweet Tucked in your eyes that I'd love to meet" I cant seem to get enough of his gentle smooth voice as it rings through my ears echoing in my head
"These aren't my people These aren't my friends She grabbed my face and that's when she said" he stays quiet after singing that part and all I hear is the sound of the guitar strings being played before he adds
"I like that you're broken Broken like me, Maybe that makes me a fool I like that you're lonely
Lonely like me I could be lonely with you" a nice breeze covers my body before moving on and i rest my eyes
"Life is not a love song that we like, We're all broken pieces floating by.Life is not a love song, we can try To fix our broken pieces one at a time" he stops playing the guitar but by now im too tired to open my eyes and tell him to continue im for once about to fall asleep without any worry in my head
"I like that you're broken broken like me, I like that you're lonely lonely like me I could be lonley with you" he whispers in a singing voice before feeling his fingers stroke my hair causing me to fall asleep in seconds with only one thing in my head....I cant help him when i cant even help myself
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left for sorrow (Shawn Mendes)
FanfictionTragedy hit her when she least expected and it followed her when she least wanted it. Emmas parents thinking and wanting the best for her put Emma in a summer program to escape tragedy and move on from it.The same program in which she will make new...
