Three Weeks Later
Toby's POV
As I keep playing songs in my head, a memory comes to mind. The last moments of Brianna, the reason I thought of her was because we are going to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. We are moving due to the main reason of a new band member is joining and they live in Pittsburgh. We are starting the new tour here, and I am hoping I can clear everything up with Brianna, if she comes. If she doesn't come, I'll have to go to her. I think she is my only hope at true love. I cannot screw this up. She is the only person I am actually comfortable with.
Day of The Concert
I was so nervous, if Brianna is out there, I had a whole script of what to say for anything she says. I haven't decided if I am inviting her backstage, or on the stage. I haven't even meantioned anything to my brothers. They hate her, so I should invite her on stage just to piss them off. Then, I'll invite her backstage to have a private conversation.
"Hey Toby. Come on, we have to go on." I stand up and walk up to the door that enters a life changing decision.
I take hold of the knob and count back from ten. ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... three... two... one.. I grip the handle and turn it. I swing the door open. I am not staying, but remember I will always support you if you do what you love, that was the first words of Bri's note. I wasn't singing, nor dancing. I was scanning the crowd. I started strumming my guitar right on key with Connor. I keep looking, searching for her face. She had to be here.
But then, I was sure she wasn't.. I felt my eyes swell up. She promised that she would always support me. Isn't coming to a concert supporting me? Then, it was my solo. The song was about happiness, so obviously Connor and Riley wrote it. Only because I have no happiness ever since Brianna left. I couldn't sing it. "I don't have happiness, so it just isn't right if I sing this song." I say, and I lay my guitar on the ground and walk off. I already started to cry, as I run to the dressing room. I sat on the couch, and then there was a note, taped to the ceiling that said Toby in large print. I stand on the couch, and get the note down.
Dear Toby,
It has been three weeks since I have seen you... Yeah this is her. Go to where you were lost, I know only you will understand. There you will find another note, follow its instructions and meet me there by the morning at eight.
From,
irB
I knew what she was talking about... When I got lost in Pittsburgh. It was Demmlo Rd. I go out of the dressing rooms to see Connor and Riley running after me. So I dash the other way towards the back exit. I push the door open and shut it behind me.
I was running as fast as I could. I wanted to see her. I wanted to see her now. I look back to see Connor and Riley go back inside. I still ran faster and faster. Then, I reached Demmlo Rd. I see on the street light, the same thing, the note with my name on it.
Dear Toby,
Now that I know it is you, and not anyone else, I am at the nearest hospital. UPMC Montefiore. They say I have only been in coma for four days. I got beaten half to death. I am so sorry, I didn't tell you I was abused by my dad. About twenty-five percent of my blood is gone, sprained neck, and I am parolized from my waist, down. My right wrist is broken (I am left handed.) My back is bruised. Nine of my ribs are broken. My foot is broken and so is my knee. He broke my nose and my jaw. Please let me see you as soon as you can. The bus comes at 6:10, 6:30 and at 7. See you soon. xx
From,
Brianna Manier
I look at the time, it was 6:07pm. It was dark, cold and snowing. I could wait three minutes. Once it came, I told the driver UPMC Montefiore Hosptial. He nods his head and drives when I take my seat. It only took about five minutes.
