a/n: Hey! New chapter..what? Yeah that's right. I don't even know when I'm posting this but it will probably be after I get a review for chapter 2. Well…I hope you like how I'm doing each chapter. Like, every one is a song. And of course I don't own them. I've been putting the artist. So. Here's chapter three.

"Now all I have are these photographs, I remember when I used to make you laugh. I don't wanna be stuck in the past, but you're all that I had, that I had,"

–'Photographs' by Rihanna ft. Will. I. Am.

"Well, this is my house," Gordie said, leading Caroline and Chris into his larger-than-most-Castle-Rock-houses house. Caroline looked around and saw that the color seemed to have faded from the wallpaper. She could tell it used to be a radiant green but because of sad energy going through the house, it was now it was more pale, and gray. Caroline couldn't help but wonder why that was.

"Let's go up to your room," Chris said, as they walked up the stairs.

Gordie's room was bland. It had no color. Just a bed, and a desk, and a built in closet. There was a picture of someone and Gordie on the wall and a Yankee's cap hanging on the door. There was a tee shirt on the floor but other than that, his room was really dull.

"I would love to entertain you guys but I sincerely need to um…"

"I understand," Caroline laughed. "Please go relieve yourself." She pointed out the door. When Gordie left she took a seat on his bed. Chris stared at her and she blushed.

"What?" she asked, insulted. He shrugged and then they were silent.

Chris's mind thought back to the day before when he was breaking up with Vicky. He watched Caroline so carelessly throw her hair behind her back and a tear trickled down his cheek as he thought of Vicky. Although she cheated, he missed her.

"What's wrong?" she asked him, sitting down next to him on the floor.

"It's just…I miss my ex girlfriend," he said, bashfully. Caroline put her arm around his shoulders.

"Believe me, I know how it feels to miss someone," she said, sort of distantly. Chris frowned.

"I know you do, and I shouldn't be whining about myself when there are people like you out in the world who have a better reason to be sad," he told her and Caroline shook her head.

"No, you have every right to miss your girlfriend—"

"Ex, girlfriend," he cut her off.

"Right, ex girlfriend. Its okay to feel sad about that now and again," she said. She stuck her hand in her jean pocket and pulled out a crinkled, and slightly ripped photograph. It was her family. She sighed as she saw her mother smiling so happy and her father grinning. Lucille had Wally on her back. Caroline herself was holding newborn Kristine, and the whole family looked…happy. She took a deep breath and Chris snatched it out of her hand. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked him.

"Sorry, I just wanted to see it," he said, handing it back to her. She took it back from him and sighed. "You must really miss them," he said. Caroline nodded.

"I do," she said, taking a deep breath. She missed them more than words could tell. It was worse knowing that they were dead because of her.

"It's good to have this photograph," he said to her and she nodded. "You can look at it whenever and bring back good feelings and memories,"

"I just miss them," she said quietly, a tear dripping out and Chris pulled her into a hug.

"It's okay, just look at the photograph," he said, gripping onto her in a tight hug.

"Right, the photograph," she said, squeezing Chris tightly.

a/n: update, shmupdate! Love it? Cute. Cool? REVIEW IT! Chapter four is coming up, if you want to know the song I'm using its….THE TITLE! Alive for the First Time by Danger Radio. If you don't know it, look it up! It's a great song! Okay, well I would really enjoy reviews! I'm starting another Stand By Me story soon, possibly right after I add in this chapter, and I would appreciate reviews. Don't worry, I'm going to update probably every weekend or If you're lucky…during the week! It's just that school cuts into a lot of my time and it takes me two days to write each chapter mostly….so review your hearts out!

-Nicki