letters; you me at six

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third person pov

37 year old Matt Barnes was sat on Max Helyer's attic floor, the former members of You Me At Six were helping Max clear out his attic, he was finally moving into a house he wanted to be in forever.
It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, around 2pm when the ex-YMAS boys were clearing Max's attic, they were all happy, after all, it was a pretty exciting occasion.

Matt lifted some old books from the top of a cardboard box and slid them into a black bin bag. He opened the box just like he had with every other one but this one gave him a strange gut feeling, he took out a folded piece of paper, unfolding it and starting to read it,

God, where do I start?
Abigail, I'm sorry, so so sorry. You won't accept this and I know that. It was an absolutely unforgivable thing I did. I hope you're doing well.
Elissa, thanks for being amazing no matter what. You're an ass. I love you so so much and I can never repay you for all you've did for me. I'm sorry for being so hard to deal with.
Chris, you're so talented. Never stop playing guitar, you're one of, if not, the most amazing guitarist I've seen. You deserve the world. I love you.
Matt, you're one of the sweetest, kindest, funniest people ever. Every time I think of you I smile. You are a ray of probably secretly chinese sunshine. Never stop making jokes. Love you lots.
Max, thanks for never failing to make me laugh. I've seen your ass more times than is probably healthy. Your jokes and pranks will always be the best. I love you so much.
Dan, where do I start? You're my best friend. I wouldn't trade you for the world. You're the nicest person ever and you've probably got the (second, chewy exists) best hair too. I could write so much for you but I don't have much time, you'll be back at the bus soon. I love you so so so much.
My parents/family, thank you. Thank you for everything. I could genuinely never thank you enough. This most certainly isn't your fault. I love you so much.
My fans, I love you all. I care about you so much and you're the reason I was there for so long, ever since night people I've been a fucking mess, so stupid, annoying and sad. Move on, stay with the other guys but don't dwell on me. I love you all so much.
I'm sorry.
-Josh :) x (written on the 25th October 2019)
"Just say the word, we'll take on the world"

He felt himself start crying, he hated crying, he and Max had to be the cheery ones, yknow? He couldn't be crying. It wasn't very Matt Barnes to be a sobbing mess on the floor but god, that note tore him apart. It tore everyone apart.
"Seven fucking years." He sighed, the others coming over to where he was sat.
"Really?" Max said sitting down. "It feels like fucking yesterday we were on stage with him and now we're here." His mood dropped at the end of the sentence.
"Seven years ago today we were on stage in Glasgow playing Summer Sessions with the 1975." Dan added.
"Fucking hell." Chris sighed.
Matt still remembered all the notifications from that day. The 26th of October.

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You Me At Six frontman Josh Franceschi has taken his own life at 29

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