Cupid's Heart

Baby, You're A Firework

Chapter Thirty-Three: Baby, You're A Firework

Taylynn's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"So you aren't mad?"

"Not really. I mean after seeing the video how could we be?" My mom smirked.

"Besides, I don't think we know how to ground you." My dad mumbled.

I started to laugh as my parents looked at me with a strange face. I was completely stunned that I was still standing here breathing. I thought for sure they'd murder me by now. I mean I literally made fireworks blow up!

"Well, I'm sorry for not being the bigger person." I frowned.

"Sweetie, you've always been the bigger person. It's okay to let off some steam occasionally." My mom smiled weakly.

"Or, yah know, blow up some fireworks and slash some tires." My dad laughed.

I started laughing along with my dad and my mom soon followed. When we had finally collected ourselves we finally got serious.

"So you are going to apologize?" My dad asked curiously.

"Of course. I'll do it on the field when it pisses her off even more to find out it was me who did it." I grinned.

My dad and mom smiled at me and shook their heads at the same time. I giggled as I jogged up to my bedroom to finally get some time to myself. I swung my door open and fell onto my bed. I stared up at my ceiling and for the first time realized I was alone. I was never alone until now, and it was really nice.

I remembered the letters Emma wrote to me before she passed and rolled over to the edge of my bed. I pulled open my night stand drawer. I grabbed the letter labeled "When you are alone.". I couldn't help but open it quickly as anticaption entered my mind. It's been awhile since I've opened one of her letters. I miss her.

Dear Taylynn,

So you finally got some time to yourself? Congratulation, you've escaped the annoying world of reality for an hour or two. I just wanted to write this letter mainly to remind you of how much I love you. I wanted you to know that, rain or shine, I'll always be by your side. Maybe not physically but spiritually, kinda like a ghost! I'm just kidding...not really...okay...I'm just joking.

I hate how I had to leave. I hate how I can't enjoy your life with you. I hate how every time you open a letter you come closer to realizing I'm not coming back. Some letters you might open some you may never have to, but if the time comes, you have them there for you.

I hope by now you've found more things to do. No offense, but you weren't always open to fun things. Okay, you were but I mean crazy things. You may be crazy but you never do crazy things. Live a little, Tay. You won't regret it.

Love Always,

Emma

I smiled as I folded the letter back up and put it back in the envelope. I placed it back in my drawer and continued to stare at the ceiling. I knew she was right. I jumped up from my bed and walked over to my open closet. I went to the back and pushed clothes to the side. I smiled weakly as the cherry wood guitar stared up at me. I hadn't played it since Emma had passed.

I grabbed the guitar and walked over to the edge of my bed. I stared out of my window and looked up at the clear blue sky. I couldn't help but smile when I finally thought of the perfect song.

Firework by Katy Perry.

"Baby, you're a firework!" I shouted as I started the song.

I giggled the whole way throw the song but I was able to complete it. Let's just say, I have a weird sense of humor.

Author's Note:

Hey guys, sorry I didn't update last week. I went to science camp. This is more of a filler but next chapter will be super intense.

NEXT CHAPTER: Taylynn has been thrown into the world of gods and goddesses. They have her participate in an old tradition that may make things even more stressful for a junior in high school.

Thanks for reading everyone. Comment, vote, and most importantly, enjoy (:

Love,

Izzie <3