A/N Alright, this story might be OC. I don't know where my head is going to go so it's a warning (:
Courage
"Courage is when you've lost your way,
But you find your strength anyway
Courage is when you're afraid
Courage is a burning faith,
Courage is when you make a change,
And you keep on living anyway."
-Max-
Four years. FOUR YEARS. Can you actually believe it?
That day.. that day..
Two of the most important people in my life left me.
Dad. Dad. Dad.
F-Nick.
Over the course of these years, My best friend,my crush, my right-hand man ditched me to be with the popular crew and his girlfriend first, he didn't take my calls when I wanted to hang with him Everytime he did though, he always told me he was busy with Lissa and as time continued on,the red-head caused us to drift apart then.. all of our communications just.. stopped. Because of this, I thought my life was at its worst. Was I wrong? yes.
When I got that news.. That was it, I broke down sobbing like a little baby. All the looks my peers gave me.. in an instant I knew what those eyes meant. Pity.
Something I didn't want. Something I hated. Something I didn't need. I wanted my best friend to comfort me, but then I remembered He doesn't care about me anymore. Fang doesn't care. I thought bitterly.
No one cared about me. No one but my little sisters need me.. other than that, music is why I haven't killed myself yet.
Did I always had music? no.
Did anyone know? Only four, Ella, Victoria, Me, and the last person to know was Dad who took this secret to his grave.
Did anyone needed this bit of information? No. Just Ella,Victoria,and I. Our little secret.
Music was our therapy. We songwrite, We sing, and I play acoustic /electric guitar and piano. Ella sings and plays electric/acoustic guitar,and drums. Victoria, the youngest, sings, and plays the same intruments as me. I knew Ella and Victoria weren't hurting as much as I was. They knew that but the two were optimistic for me anyways, and I love them for it.
Back to the topic, Fang and my dad. The first person is the one I'm pining for, My ex-best friend and crush, Who doesn't even know if my dad was alive or dead. Like I explained, he doesn't care about my dad or me. He proved by cutting all our ties.
Dad. He was like my other best friend, the reason why all of us played music. For him. Everytime I, Ella,or Victoria or all three of us created something new Dad would sit down on the love seat and tell us to sing our melodies and harmonies to him. After we were done, he would give us what he loved, what he didn't like and what we should change. Whenever he spoke his opinions, it never sounded like he was insulting our pieces.
I didn't know if my life would ever get any better. Maybe it will, maybe it won't,but all I know it's going to be a long journey.
All I need is Courage
So, there you have it (: Give me like 10 or 5 reviews telling me if I should continue or throw this story in a trash can. If I DO continue, Please give me contructive criticism! Songs are gonna be in this story, The songs I choose may or may not be your liking, so don't come telling me you hate this certain artist or song, okay? Also, I choose songs that I'd like to share with my reviewers. Today's song is "Courage" By Orianthi featuring Lacey from Flyleaf.
-iDreamOutLoud
October 30, 2010