The Bystander

Chapter 5- The Tears

My eyes were too watery to bike, so I just walked home. I could tell, right then and there, that me and Quinn weren't going to grow up like we wanted. That made me even sadder. I was glad I was going home, because then I could write songs. Mom and dad were at work, and my little brother was at a friends house.

Once I got home, I went to the bathroom to wipe of my tears, and take a lozenge. My throat always got dry when I cried. I knew from experience that wasn't good for singing.

Writing songs and singing them had always been my passion. I would always do it at my brightest or darkest hours. One of my music videos with Quinn had even gotten about 20k views. I remember the day it had hit 1k. Quinn came over, and we had a sleepover. I had written the song in my music video because a guy I dated in seventh grade turned out to be gay. I still love him, and and he turned out to be one of my best friends.

Quinn would always dance in our videos. Her choreography was amazing, and it always got the most positive comments on YouTube.

Thinking these thoughts made more tears come out of my eyes. I choked them down, picked up my guitar, and started singing.

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I heard keys jingling in the doorway. I looked at the clock on my phone. 6:56pm?!? I had been singing since 10:30am! I was more surprised than should have been. Timed tends to fly for me when I'm singing. I remember thinking that Quinn was in her room dancing. Thinking of her made tears pour out of my face.

My door suddenly opened, and in came my parents. "Honey, what's a matter?" My mother asked. I wiped away my tears. In the softest whisper I could muster, I said: "Quinn's pregnant," My parents gasped, and ran downstairs. I followed them "What are you doing?" I moaned.

"Quinn's parents need to know about this!" They yelled. I moaned again. I felt queasy. I knew that, in the words of Taylor Swift, me and Quinn were never ever getting back together again.