How Quickly It Ended
She found herself in another loving embrace from her boyfriend, Freddy Jones. He whispered that he loved her. She said the same thing.
They walked down the hallway of Horace Green Prep. She held his sticks in one hand, his hand in the other. He held her music in one hand, her hand in the other. They both had stolen each others heart.
They always loved each other, but this kind of relationship would change.
Every morning, Freddy would throw rocks at her windowsill. Every time, she would come with a smile on her face. She'd run downstairs, her hair flying behind her. He would greet her lovingly with a kiss on the cheek.
This morning, there was no girl at the window. No girl to receive his kiss. Confused, Freddy left for school.
I wonder where she is... he thought.
At Horace Green, he searched the hallways for her. In class, with each tap of his sticks, he thought of her. Where could she be?
In pain Freddy Jones...in deep pain.
She had cried all night.
Why me? she thought.
She was scared and alone.
When she heard the tap at her window, she ran downstairs. His warm kiss was soothing.
Why does it have to end? she asked herself.
He wiped away her tears with a question on his face. And all she could do is run away from him, dropping her music behind her.
At school, she found her music piled neatly on her desk, with a note on top.
His handwriting.
The tears sprang to her eyes when she read the words:
What's wrong? Can't you trust me? You have to remember that whatever
it is, I'll always love you.
Luv Ya,
Freddy
He met her in front of School of Rock.
"What's wrong?" he asked
"We can't..."she replied, "this...this can't go on.."
"Why?"
"Freddy, you...you know I love you. So much that if I told you...the pain...it would just be, well, huge..."
"Tell me!" he demanded.
"NO!!" she cried.
Dewey was watching from the window, and pulled his singer inside, asking what was wrong.
"I can't tell... I just can't..."
"Come on girl!" Dewey exclaimed, "You're my student! My singer! Speak!"
"Well...I didn't have the guts to tell him!" she cried pointing out the window where Freddy was.
"C'mon!" whined Dewey, "TELL!!"
"I..." she started to cry, "...I have cancer!"
"Whoa.." said Dewey, suddenly quiet, "That's tough."
"Ya think?" she asked, crying, "It's so hard! I love him! The only trouble is that it would cause him pain if...if he knew.."
Dewey sighed. "There's either a hard road or an easy road. You can choose either one. Now, you know Freddy has always helped you, right?"
"Yah...your point?"b
She found herself in another loving embrace from her boyfriend, Freddy Jones. He whispered that he loved her. She said the same thing.
They walked down the hallway of Horace Green Prep. She held his sticks in one hand, his hand in the other. He held her music in one hand, her hand in the other. They both had stolen each others heart.
They always loved each other, but this kind of relationship would change.
Every morning, Freddy would throw rocks at her windowsill. Every time, she would come with a smile on her face. She'd run downstairs, her hair flying behind her. He would greet her lovingly with a kiss on the cheek.
This morning, there was no girl at the window. No girl to receive his kiss. Confused, Freddy left for school.
I wonder where she is... he thought.
At Horace Green, he searched the hallways for her. In class, with each tap of his sticks, he thought of her. Where could she be?
In pain Freddy Jones...in deep pain.
She had cried all night.
Why me? she thought.
She was scared and alone.
When she heard the tap at her window, she ran downstairs. His warm kiss was soothing.
Why does it have to end? she asked herself.
He wiped away her tears with a question on his face. And all she could do is run away from him, dropping her music behind her.
At school, she found her music piled neatly on her desk, with a note on top.
His handwriting.
The tears sprang to her eyes when she read the words:
What's wrong? Can't you trust me? You have to remember that whatever
it is, I'll always love you.
Luv Ya,
Freddy
He met her in front of School of Rock.
"What's wrong?" he asked
"We can't..."she replied, "this...this can't go on.."
"Why?"
"Freddy, you...you know I love you. So much that if I told you...the pain...it would just be, well, huge..."
"Tell me!" he demanded.
"NO!!" she cried.
Dewey was watching from the window, and pulled his singer inside, asking what was wrong.
"I can't tell... I just can't..."
"Come on girl!" Dewey exclaimed, "You're my student! My singer! Speak!"
"Well...I didn't have the guts to tell him!" she cried pointing out the window where Freddy was.
"C'mon!" whined Dewey, "TELL!!"
"I..." she started to cry, "...I have cancer!"
"Whoa.." said Dewey, suddenly quiet, "That's tough."
"Ya think?" she asked, crying, "It's so hard! I love him! The only trouble is that it would cause him pain if...if he knew.."
Dewey sighed. "There's either a hard road or an easy road. You can choose either one. Now, you know Freddy has always helped you, right?"
"Yah...your point?"b