Always Be My Baby
Song by American Idol's David Cook.
I STRONLY SUGGEST LOOKING UP THIS SONG ON YOUTUBE (either his actual AI performance or the studio version) and listening to it while reading. I listened to it when I wrote it and it nearly brought me to tears. It definatley adds more effect.
Newt Livingston walked to Washington Prepatory Academy at 10:30 at night on a chilly February Saturday. He grabbed the sides of his grey track jacket and pulled it closer to him as he quickened his pace.
When he came to the quad, he found his girlfriend sitting on one of the stone tables in his Linkin Park zip up jacket that hung, obviously too big off her, shoulders and a pair of hot pink sweat pants.
"Hey, why did you ask me to meet you here, Reb?" he asked.
"Newt," she paused, "This sounds really clishe, but, we need to talk."
Newt felt his heart sink as a lump formed in his throat, "Wh-What?"
Rebel glanced down at his hands, taking them in hers, and then looked up at him, "Newt, Newt, I don't know how to say this, It's hard, and I don't want to, but, I'm leaving baby."
"Leaving? You're moving? Where?"
Rebel stifled a laugh, "No, not that leaving, babe, I'm, We're, I'm breaking up with you."
The words hit Newt in the face. Newt's eyes widened as he stood in shock," What! Why, Rebel, please, don't."
His eyes filled with tears. He was in love with the girl standing in front of him. He always had been, always had.
A thousand flashbacks hit him at once. When he met her in kindergarden, when her mom died, when they first kissed, and their first "real" night together.
"Rebel, no, I love you," he forced his tears to stay back. He stopped his sentance. He knew this girl, he knew her from the bottom up and he knew that if she was serious, she would go, and nothing he said or did would hold her back.
The thing was, when Newt looked back at her, her eyes weren't filled with the same certainty as when she said yes when he asked if he could take her. There was something in her eyes that screamed that she wanted to stay.
"Rebel, tell me one thing, why are you leaving? Did your mom find out about what we did? Is there someone else? God, I'm so confused, more than normal." he said.
"Newt," she paused, taking his hands back in hers, "I don't want to do this. I know that you know that I don't, but I have to. I've got to leave. I'm sorry. Maybe some other time we can start over. Newt, belive me when I say, I was in love with you, I still am, but I can't stay."
Newt leaned forward and placed a short kiss on her lips. When he backed away Rebel reluctantly followed. She wanted to stay. She wanted nothing more than to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him as passionatley as before.
They stared at each other, tears glistening in both of their eyes, "Newt," she began.
"Huh?" Newt said.
"I'll always be your baby." she said.
Newt nodded, finally letting the tears fall down his cheeks, "I know, 'cause no one will replace you."
"Same here."
They both waited for one of them to turn and walk away, then Rebel remembered something.
She slid the jacket off her small frame, revealing her white tank top. She shivered as the cold air hit her bare skin.
She held the jacket out for Newt to take.
Newt shook his head.
"Why?"
"Keep it." he said, before turning and walking away.
Rebel slid the jacket back on her shoulders as tears fell freely and rapidly down her cheeks. The scent of his body spray still lingered in the jacket, especially standing out tonight. She would never escape him, he would alway be a part of her, he would always be her first love, her first kiss, her first, and her first true heartache.
And she would always be his baby.
