Chapter 11 - I Will Always Love You

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When I attended Franky's funeral, I began remembering the painful process known as the stages of greif. When Connor died, it fucked me up in a way I couldn't ever describe. My mind was a mess, bittersweet memories clogged up the once innocent thoughts that carried nothing but happiness. Like a hurricane ripping apart a rainbow.

I wanted to spend some time with Melody, but according to Cliff she's been hiding in her room for the past few days. Adelaide had been exploring the use of LSD according to Phil, but Bon stayed by my side.

He would listen to me cry, listen to me tell stories about the high times, and would accept that sometimes I'd be silent, even though it would strike fear in him that I was dying too. If he was talking mentally he'd be spot on.

I took some time off of work in order to deal with the emotional impact of Franky's sudden death. It wasn't until weeks later that I heard from Melody again.

She brought Adelaide along with her, they sat next to eachother on the couch as I flipped through the channels on the t.v.

Melody had her arm wrapped around Adelaide, but I didn't think much of it, as my brain was too dead to even consider occupying my open thoughts with the potential of their romance. I knew both of them had experimented with other women in high school.

"Angela I'm sorry for lately. I've had alot of thinking to do I suppose." Melody reasoned and I nodded, Adelaide rubbed her back as the brunette fought back painful tears.

"Not a problem." I said with a slight smile.

It wasn't too long after that, when I was in the kitchen making dinner that Melody dropped a bombshell on me.

"Angela? Can I tell you something?" She asked, I turned to her and nodded.

"Well uh... ever since Franky's death I just wanted to work on myself. Be honest about my feelings and uh... Adelaide and I we...we wanted to try us out." She stammered. I didn't give an immediate reaction considering I'd been through a similar speech when Franky came out, but after the short time of painful silence, I asked a hard question.

"Does Phil know? Cliff?"

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