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The Best Years Of Our Lives

Chapter 7


I woke up against Jack. The light shone through the windows. "Jack," I whispered. I mumbled something. "Jack!" I giggled. "What?" He said opening his eyes. "Bundle up! We are going to hang out in the snow," I pulled him off the bed. "Can't we be 4 year olds later?" I pulled the sheets off of him. "Jackyyyyyyy!!!!!" I yelled. He gave in. Jack picked me up and threw me down in the snow. I laughed as I threw snow at him. "Bad move," He said. I stuck my tongue out at him. He grabbed my waist. "What?" I asked. He hit me with snow. "God, Jack, you're such a tease!" "I know," Jack smirked. Jack fell to the ground. I laid beside him. "Wanna invite people over?" I asked. "If they can get here." Jack replied.

I opened the door to Alex. Just Alex. I invited 8 people and only Alex came. "Lisa didn't come?"
"No, she felt sick." He told me. While Jack got some beers, I showed Alex the pictures of us in the snow. “So have you wrote any new songs?” Jack asked. “A couple. One about Tom,” I swear I almost spit up my beer. “Are you okay, babe?” Jack rubbed my back. “Yeah. I really shouldn’t be drinking,” I put it down and ran upstairs. I locked the door. I shouldn’t cry in front of Alex. He would know I’d had to have lied to him. Tom was my brother. Not just mine but Alex too. But Tom committed suicide. Alex had a few panic attacks at times but most of them were because I was in the hospital too. I’m the only Alex has since Tom died. “Scar?” Lex said in a concerned tone. “Don’t – Don’t come in here! I’m fine Alex, really.” I tried my best to hold back the tears. “Do you want to hear it?” I opened the door and nodded.

My ship went down
In a sea of sound.
When I woke up alone I had everything:
A handful of moments I wished I could change
And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade.
In a city of fools,
I was careful and cool,
But they tore me apart like a hurricane...
A handful of moments I wished I could change
But I was carried away.
Give me therapy.
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy...
You were never a friend to me
And you can keep all your misery.
My lungs gave out
As I faced the crowd.
I think that keeping this up could be dangerous.
I'm flesh and bone,
I'm a rolling stone
And the experts say I'm delirious.
Give me therapy.
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy...
You were never a friend to me
And you can take back your misery.
Arrogant boy,
Love yourself so no one has to.
They're better off without you.
(They're better off without you.)
Arrogant boy,
Cause a scene like you're supposed to.
They'll fall asleep without you.
You're lucky if your memory remains.
Give me therapy.
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy...
You were never a friend to me
And you can take back your misery.
Therapy...
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything.
Therapy...
You were never a friend to me
And you can choke on your misery.

School was going to be a bitch. I could tell. Having to walk the halls while being abused by Jacob. Nothing new. Except when he secretly pulled me in the Janitor's Closet. "Jacob! What the hell are you doing!?!" He hushed me. "I wanna make you an offer," He smirked.

Notes

Sorry, I mean it's a filler. This story is almost ending guys. But I'm not telling you how it ends, So dont hate me. <3

Comments

Thanks! I'm working on Chapter 2 already. It'll be up sometime tonight. :)

FullyAmerrickan FullyAmerrickan
12/23/13


haeleighyooo haeleighyooo
12/23/13

So far I love this!:)

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12/23/13