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Jordan is sitting in his apartment going through some old pictures when he comes across of one of him and Angela from a few years ago.

These four walls are more like a prison Instead of Paradise I couldn't wait to live in so I just drink myself to sleep again.

It's amazing how fast one's life can change in a minute, one moment I am holding the girl of my dreams in my arms, the next I'm sitting on a plane to LA listening to my best friend babble on about how we are going to be rock stars because, instead of facing my fears and telling her how I felt I left because that was the easy way out never in a million years I would've thought that me leaving was the worst thing I could ever do. So now here I am in LA alone, broken, and wasted. I and the rest of residue moved out here two years ago in hopes to get our big break but so far all we've gotten is a few hangovers and some black eyes so now here I am a shadow of my former self nothing left to give.

"Hey Catalano you up?" Shane his best friend calls through the door. Shane's voice breaks my train of thought.

"Ya, man I'm up, what time is it?" I ask scratching the back of my head as I open the door for Shane.

"It's like two in the afternoon man, you have a rough night or sumthin' cause dude you look like shit." I just give Shane a look.

"Something like that." I mumble as I make my way back to the couch I have been calling my bed for the last few weeks.

"Got any beer in this place?" Shane asks as he looks in the fridge.

"If it's not in the fridge I'm out." I tell him although there is a bottle of whiskey in the cabinet but that is for me when I am in my self loathing which happens to be everyday as of late.

"Shit Catalano what happened to you I used always count on a free beer when I came over." Shane says shutting the fridge door and plopping down on the loveseat across from Jordan.

"So did you come here to talk shit or was there a reason?" I ask getting slightly annoyed with Shane's comments. He's probably right I have let things go to shit.

"Well here's the deal Tino just talked to Tommy well, his cousin owns a record label and wants us to cut an album." I listen to Shane ramble on about this record deal.

"No shit dude that is awesome." I am stoked about this seeing as we have spent the last two years in LA and we've gotten nothing and now it's like finally happening.

"I know this is what we've been busting our asses for." Shane tells me with his feet on the coffee table.

"So when do we like start or whatever?" I ask.

"Well he have to meet with the rep in the morning and set up some studio time." Shane continues to explain that they will not be recording until sometime next week. I guess there is some red tape to go through before this can happen but hey at least our foot is in the door now.

"Sounds great dude, so why don't you get Tino and the other guys and we can like go out and celebrate or something?" He hadn't been out lately and this sounded like a good reason to celebrate.

"Right on Catalano I'll call Tino and get the ball rolling meet you at The Velvet Rope let's say eight 'o clock." Shane says this as he is walking out the door you would think he just met his favorite rock star.

"Later dude." I yell down the hall not caring that he is probably half way to the parking garage by now. I close the door and look at the clock it's a quarter past three so I make myself a drink and log into my computer hoping that she is online. I scroll down and there she is Bookworm79 the girl that I have been talking too for the past week. The one that is helping forget Angela, but the more I talk to this girl the more she reminds me of Angela. I highlight her name and tell her the good news.

Rockerguy25: Got some good news today.

Bookworm79: Well hello to you too! So what's the good news?

Rockerguy25: We got a record deal.

Bookworm79: You what! That is Awesome! What label do you know?

Rockerguy25: I don't know I forgot to ask Shane but Tommy's cousin has something to do with it.

Bookworm79: Ah, I see

Rockerguy25: So I guess the guys and I are going to go out and celebrate which might not be half bad.

Bookworm79: So have you told anyone else?

Her next question catches me off guard I reread it a few times. If I was in Three Rivers still I'd tell Angela she would've been the first person I would've told.

Bookworm79: Hello? You still there?

Rockerguy25: Ya, sorry about that, I haven't told anyone else.

Bookworm79: Why not this is huge.

Rockerguy25: Don't have anyone else to tell.

Bookworm79: Ok, well I have to get this manuscript proofed by five. Talk later?

Rockerguy25: Ya, sure later.

Bookworm79 has logged out. I shut my computer and get in the shower. I take a look at myself in the mirror my hair is a disarray I haven't shaved in like two weeks, Shane was right I do look like shit. I turn the hot water on in the shower and let it flow down my body erasing all thoughts of Angela out of my mind. Tonight is the start of the brand new Jordan Catalano no more thinking about the past. I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist and walk out to my room. I start to get ready when the phone rings. I debate on whether to let the answering machine take it or answer it. I decide to let the machine pick up who ever it is will leave a message.

"Jordan its mom call me as soon as you get this your dad is in the hospital and they don't know if he's going to make it." I listen to message that my mom left and I know I should feel some kind of sadness for my dad, but I don't why should I feel anything for the man that claimed to be my dad? I decide to call my mom back I owe her that much. I walk over to the phone and call mom. "Hello?" Isabella Catalano answers her voice is shaky.

"Mom, hey it's Jordan." It hurts me to see my mom cry over this man that could give two shits less about us.

"Jordan! Honey you called." Isabella says in surprise not expecting Jordan to call her.

"Ya, I did so I got the message about dad, what happened?" I don't know why I'm asking it's not like I really care about what happens to this man.

"Your dad had a massive stroke this morning." I can hear the sobs coming over the line from my mom.

"That sucks." Is all I can say.

"I guess I understand why you are not upset about this, Jordan I don't know what to do." I am very close to hanging up the phone and catching the first flight back to Three Rivers to be there for my mom.

"Do you want me to come home for a few days until the doctors know what is going on?" I don't know why I asked this I already know that is what she wants from me.

"No, I will not have you give up your dream for him or me. You just stay in LA and I will let you know what happens." I let out a small sigh and run my hands through my hair. I know that what I'm about to say is going to change things but this is my mom and she needs me.

"Mom I am taking the first flight out of LA and I'll be in Three Rivers in the morning." I hang up the phone and call the airport and the guys to let them know what is going on. So my flight leaves at six and the guys understood Shane said they only needed one of us to actually be there. So I guess I'm going back to Three Rivers who knew?

A/N: Ok so there you have it. I know it's a bit rough but it's a start. Leave me a review and let me know what you think. Thanks for reading