A/N i'm really sorry that it's another short one. It's alex again... i skipped a lot of time but i felt that it fit. Anyone has another way around things leave it in the REVIEW section : )
ALEX POV
{A few days later}
I awoke to the sunlight and checked my mobile instantly to see if i had any news on Jack. Nothing. Not even a message off his sister or anything. I pulled on some checkered shorts and a plain black T- shirt then headed downstairs. My mom tilted my head up to check my eye then walked back into the kitchen. I headed straight for the garden. At the bottom of the garden stood a wooden hut. Much bigger than a shed. I sat there day in and day out, as much time as i could get was spent in there. It had an old acoustic guitar and a piano inside. Music was my passion, i loved it so much. I could spend my days in the hut and just play music about everything i was feeling. There was a shoe box with lots of paper and books in it. Song books. I loved to write music and thought i had quite a talent at it. It was the only thing i was good at. All of my worries vanished as i entered the hut. All thoughts of Alex terminated for the time being. I sat down at my piano and started to play. After all I hadn't saw him nearly a week. Maybe he hated me for getting him thrown down the concrete steps. I woulndt blame him.
It didn't sound tight on here. Only a guitar would be able to play this song right, however i tried. I need to get a new guitar. I wasn't getting anywhere on an acoustic; it just wasn't my thing. Losing myself in the music, i missed my phone buzzing.
"Sing me to sleep..."
