Fate's Kinda Funny [ON HOLD]

Chapter 4: New Sparks

It's been about two weeks since my dad has died. It's been so hard for me. Every day it gets harder to contain my depression and not break down. It's so hard because I don't know what happened yet. It's so nerve-wracking.

I haven't really talked to Luke lately either. We've grown apart a lot. I think he's even moving away to some other part of town. It's like we don't even know each other anymore. It kinda hurts me to see him everyday with all of his friends talking and laughing when that is what we used to do. We would laugh and talk together about all kinds of things.

I don't know what has happened to him. It's like he was not even there at all in my life or my dad's life or anything. Well I hope he knows that he was. He really was something special to me. He showed me some happiness.

Everyday I would get on the bus and sit with Julia while he sat in the seat beside us like he always has. We would joke with him while we had our little girly giggles about him. We would talk to him about everything. HECK! He even knew when my period is!! He knew pretty much everything.

He was hurting me everyday like this. It was all so weird the day he got off of the bus with me. I didn't know he was going to get off at my house, but he did. I didn't even realize he had gotten off with me until I heard footsteps behind me as I walked up my driveway. I stopped and turned around.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I'm walking to your house," he plainly and nonchalantly said.

"Why?" I asked again.

"I'm living with you."

"Oh, yea, sure you are, Luke. Since when?"

"Since yesterday. My mom and I are moving, and I didn't want to have to go through the stress of the move. My mom talked to your mom, and now I'm living with you until we are completely moved into our new house."

"Oh."

I turned back around and kept walking back up to my house. Since he is taller than me he walks faster so he had easily got in front of me and was walking. Only then did I notice that he was carrying a garbage bag. It must have had his clothes and necessities in it.

I walked in my house and threw my bag down in the floor by the door and kicked my shoes off. I went and used the bathroom as usual since I hate using the bathrooms at school. Once I was done, I walked out and to the kitchen. I grabbed a pop/soda (whatever you call them) and went to pick my bag back up. I went to my bedroom and kicked back on my bed. I sat down on my bed and drank my pop/soda.

Once I finished my drink, I started on my homework. I had some math to do. My math teacher always gives us homework.

It only took me like 45 minutes to do it so I went ahead and took a nice, relaxing shower. I grabbed some random clothes and went to the bathroom. I walked in and hopped in the shower.

Once I had finished doing everything I needed to do, I went back to my bedroom. I didn't feel like being around the public areas of my house. I didn't know what I was going to do back there since I had nothing to do and a lot of time to kill.

I decided to sit there until an idea sprang into my mind. I thought and thought. Nothing was coming to mind until I looked over at my electric guitar and amp. I hadn't touched it since the night my dad gave it to me. It wasn't even a month ago. Just a few short weeks ago when he gave it to me as an early Christmas present. He had given me my midnight black electric guitar and amp and some picks while he kept the mustard yellow bass guitar as his. He wanted us to learn how to play them and play together one day, but I guess that won't happen. I don't know how to play it, but I could at least do something with it instead of just letting it sit around.