Hello! I haven't been around a lot because I have been busy. Too much homework! And I have lost the chapters that I had written for my other story so to make up for it, I am posting this one shot that I have been working on for a while. It's based on the song "Tonight" by FM static. Enjoy :D
I remember all those times we spent together on all those drives.
I still remember when I had first got the car.
It was for my 20th birthday. And guess who had brought it to me. Yup. Her. She was just sitting in the car waiting as I walked out the door. She had a really cute smirk on her face.
She got out and walked over. "Happy birthday" she mumbled as she kissed me.
"Thanks" I said. "Now how bout we go for a drive down to the beach?"
"You know it" she replied and got into the passenger seat. From that day on we would always go on day trips in our free time.
We had a million questions all about our lives.
We were sitting on the couch at my house just cuddling.
"Hey" She said.
"Ya?" I asked
"Do you think we will be together in 5 years?"
"Yes!" I replied. "Defiantly, yes!"
"Do you think we will have normal lives together?"
"We're Demi-Gods. Our lives will never be 'normal'. "I kissed her hand.
"Ok as normal as a Demi-God can get" she smiled.
"Yes, I think so" I smiled too.
"How bout if one of us were to move away? What would happen then?"
"Nothing. I have my ways of getting to you. No matter what"
The girl of million questions. And she was all mine.
When we got to new York everything felt right. O wish you were here with me tonight.
Ironically you would think we would have all of New York, living here and all but since she wasn't born here and moved here after the war. Other than camp she has seen much.
Then came that night. How I wish she were with me here right now.
I remember the days we spent together were not enough.
We had spent more than half our lives together yet if feels as she had gone from my life to fast. Which she did. And since that night I can't den bring her name to my lips.
And it used to feel like dreaming except we would always wake up.
Being with her was like a dream. Just like when first I first met her. Even when she left she was still in my dreams and everything was perfect. Yet I had to wake up and the pain of her being gone would hit me again like a ton of bricks.
Never thought not having her here would hurt so bad.
It's true you don't know what you got till it's gone. But the only difference I knew before and she still went.
She was put in he hospital by that stupid drunk driver. I would go to see her any free time I got. I had slept there on our last night together.
She was in deep a coma with a fear of never walking up-which she never did.
I was kneeling at her bed side talking to her. She didn't look like that girl I was going to purpose to. That girl was strong. Full of life and happiness. The girl laying here was no her. This girl was unable to move, pale and emotionless.
I had fallen asleep next to her, only to be awaken by the sound of hear monitor going flat. The doctors had to drag me out of the hospital screaming and fighting.
Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up.
I finally when home and when to bed. I never wanted to get up ever again. Just lie here. Wishing she would lie next to me again. I needed her. She was my only will to live for.
And every night I'm miss you I can just look up.
Every night I would fall asleep crying. Every morning I would wake up and just stare at the ceiling. At night I would look out the window.
And know the stars are holdin' you holdin' you holdin' you tonight.
Yes I did. She my star. My little light to keep me going after the incident.
*flash back*
we were standing my moms grave. It was only a few minutes since she was barred but every one had gone. Only she was the only one who stayed with me.
A few days after I started drugs. The pain I felt went away temporally when I was on that high. It didn't matter to me my mom was gone. I was walking on air until I came down and it would hit me again.
One week she stayed over at my house because her dad had gone for a business trip and she didn't want to stay with her stepmom.
She was in my room waiting for me and she when over to my drawer to put some stuff away and found the drugs. She immediately flushed them then slapped me, when I walked back into the room. Then she hugged me and told me she would help.
From then she kept her word. I'm off them now thanks to her.
*end of flashback*
Now I'm thinking of starting them again
I remember the time you told me about when you were 8.
She had a hard time when she was eight. Her stepmother and father didn't care much for her so she had run away and found a new life.
I had gotten out of bed and when into the bathroom. I was a mess. I took the the little packet of weed I still had for one reason or another. I took it and the high I was on thank god I lived with no one. I made mess. Picture of her and me were thrown across the room. I was angry. At the driver. At her. For dying. For leaving me. Then I just sat and looked at the mess I had made.
And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait.
That night she just sat there and poured out her heart.. We were sitting at the beach and had light a bonfire. She had spent most of that time crying. I was crying along with her. I Miss her. And that's the night she had started the week with me.
I remember the car you were last seen in.
It my frickin car. It was my frigging fault. I wasn't paying close enough attention.
And the games we would play.
Capture the flag was always her favorite. And she also like having a chance to beat my sorry ass wasn't too bad either. She also likes having me on her team too because of my cruse. So all is good.
All the time we spilt our coffee and stayed out way to late.
We stayed in a tent on the shore of Long Island on the beach. We had our coffees in our hands and she wasn't saying anything. So I tickled her so much she spilled coffee all over our tent. We ended up sleeping outside.
Another night we had gone to a club. After we were so drunk we stayed out so late, we stayed in a motel the night.
I remember the time you sat and told me about your Jesus.
She just had told me on night about her mom and what she had done for her since she ran away. I had gained some more respect for her mom. Not too much though.
Some parts we touching, some were down right scary and disturbing.
About how not to look back even if no one believed us.
She was free spirited and wild as the wind. She had her own ways and didn't care what anyone thought of her. Her believes were just as crazy and wild. When she told anyone about them they would get creped out and thing she is crazy. She didn't care less. That's what I loved most about her.
When it hurts so bad not having you here...
Back to present day. We had her burial. When it came time for the viewing I only took one glance to fall to my knees wailing clutching my chest that was ridden with too much pain.
Then came camp and the burning of her shroud. I had that same brake down. I got sympathy from friends and family. I hated it. They tell me to talk about it and remember. I didn't want to. I wanted be left alone.
I sing, tonight I've fallen and I can't get up.
I work at the local swimming pool. Before my shift I would sink to the bottom and swim with out any bother. Lately I just sat at the bottom I could drown. Being in the water eases the pain for a little and when I come out it would flood back and hit me like a ton of bricks.
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up.
I wish she would still be there to get me out of the pool after work. She would wait at the edge and dangle her feet in the water in the deep end. Sometimes I would pull her under and stay under for a while. Once I saw feet and when up not remembering that she was gone. The couple was ticked then discovered that I could report them for being there at that time. There forgave me and ran. I wish I that was me and her. I need her.
And every night I miss you I can just look up.
I went to camp half blood beach were some nights me and her would spend night after night look at the stars. I hoped she had achieved Elysium.
And know the stars are holdin' you holdin' you holdin' you tonight.
I looked up at the constellations she had shown me. Hercules, Perseus, Theseus, the hydra. When I was looking at peruses there was something different about it. It wasn't just Perseus holding his sword. His hands were around another constellation. All of sudden there was a flash and when I turned there was a note in the sand beside me. The note read:
Dear Perseus,
I know your loss over her has been hard on you. Here is just a little something so you won't feel alone at night.
Signed,
Artemis.
A tear rolled down my cheek. It was a constellation of me and her.
I sing to night I've fallen and I can get up.
I was driving home from work and was coming up to a red light. I had be going fast and had pushed down on my brakes. They didn't work and my hand brake had seized up. My car had been tampered with and that person had cut the brakes. There was a car coming down the intersection at the same time. I drove over that white line then was weightless.
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up.
I'm laying on back in a pool of my own blood. I can here sirens in the distance. But there too late I'm at Hades door and entering. The last thought I had was "who cut my brakes?"
And every night I miss you I can just look up.
I just entered elysium. I have passed the test. I don't see her though. Then Charon appeared before me. He told me she had chosen rebirth, he could grant me the same if I wished.
And know the stars are holdin you holdin you holdin you tonight.
I have chosen rebirth. I have no memories of my pass life. I am living with my mother. A pretty blond lady with golden curls. I look nothing like her. She says I look like my dad god of the sea. I'm going to a special camp for half bloods. I have met another pretty blond girl from the goddess of wisdom and battle strategies. Athena. I feel like I know her. I have seen her in my dreams. Were older and driving in a car, then end up in a crash that was on purpose. I wasn't badly hurt. But the girl was pronounced dead on the seen. Weird.