Chapter 36

Riker's Point of View

So, obviously being the mature and responsible one, I said I'd help Dove write the song. Rocky just replied with, "No," and walked away eating a corndog. Ah, well.

Now, it was late Sunday morning, and we agreed to meet in our garage which we all tricked out into a studio. I came in before her… But, on purpose. Because, I'd never tell anyone this but I like to watch her walk... She's got this amazing poise and elegance, mixed with, I don't know, sass… Defiance. Yeah, that was it. Defiance. Rebellion.

Daveigh was a graceful rebel.

She came in and sat down on the black swivel chair next to mine, and looked at me expectantly. "So, whadda we do now?" She said, batting her pretty little eyelashes. I gulped.

"We, uh, we start thinking about what… Uh… What do you want the song to be about?" I asked, not forming my thoughts before I opened my mouth.

"I don't know, really… Something that people can relate to… Something about the heart, ya know?" She suggested.

"Uh, yeah, sounds good. I agree. Sometimes if you come up with a title first, it helps you with the writing process…" I said.

"Well, how am I supposed to pick a title…?" She laughed. "Ugh, this is hard." She put emphasis on the word hard.

"I know, but I believe that you can do it." I blushed a little. She smiled. "So, just think. Take a minute and think. Close your eyes." She did as I instructed. "You said you wanted to write a song from the heart. Well, first, we need to know what's in your heart. Do you know?"

"Blood? Atriums? Ventricles? Cardiac muscle?" She asked, jokingly.

I laughed. "No, seriously. Tell me, what do you feel?"

"Is this what all songwriters do?" She kidded.

"No, I guess not, but it's how I write my songs. And, you know, you're the one who wanted my help in the first place…" I said, rolling my eyes.

"And I'm glad you agreed." She smiled sweetly.

"Good, good." I replied. "So, what do you feel? Reach deep inside you. Don't just say 'happy' or something. Say something intelligent." I joked.

She sighed. "I feel… What if I do feel happy?"

"On with it!"

"Okay, okay… I feel… Love," she said simply.

"That's a good start, but let's analyze it more… Who do you love?"

"I love Mom, Dad, Rydel, Ross, Ryland, you… And even Rocky." She smiled.

"Is there anyone you used to love, but you don't anymore?" I asked, knowing I had touched on a sensitive subject.

She stopped everything. Stopped breathing, stopped thinking probably.

"…"

She breathed in deeply, and then breathed out again.

"Them." She said, with pure hatred in her voice.

"And, what did they do to you…?" I asked slowly, softly.

"They… They hurt me."

"How…?"

"They left me. They abandoned me in a beat up cottage, a horrible excuse for a house, as a three year old… With nothing to use to defend myself, no food, no water, no happiness… And, no goodbye. You don't just leave a child alone. Especially when that child is YOUR child. Why would they even have a child if they were just going to leave it alone?" She stopped, and opened her eyes and looked at me. "And, THAT is why I don't love them anymore."

I nodded. "The best songs come from hatred and pain. And, why do you love the people you named before? Go through each of them."

"I love Mom, because she's always there for me and she opened up her house to me and made me her child. I love Dad, because he always… Has fun with us. I love Rydel, because she's my sister and she does everything with me. This is weird."

"No, it's not, keep going."

"I love Ross, because he's always so happy and he never lets anything get him down. I love Ryland, because he's so adorable and thinks everything is absolutely amazing. I love Rocky… Well, I love Rocky because he's an idiot and I wouldn't want him any other way." She giggled.

I smiled and said, "Aren't you forgetting someone?"

She blushed. "And I love you, Riker, because… Because… Because, because, because, because, because… Because you're you. And, you're mature and not an idiot-" I laughed. "-And you're sweet and nice and I'm rambling, aren't I?" She looked away nervously.

That was when I decided it was time. I leaned into her, and she leaned into me, though she was a little surprised, and I kissed her. Whoah.

I pulled away, and I saw her blush.

"Want to write a song now?" I smiled.

She nodded quickly.

And, that's exactly what we did.

OMG. WHOAH. Okay, you guys, I am SOOOOOO sorry that this wasn't up sooner. I've had it written for three days now, and I never got it up. There was something wrong with our computer and I went to the American Idol Live Tour last night until 11:30 pm, and stayed until I met every single one of them (except Phil, since he had to leave or whatever, I thought it was a lie), so I'm very sorry I never got a chance to post this.

But, at least it was an exciting chapter, right!? I really hope it was worth the wait!

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