I hope you like this one! Here's Chapter Six! ~ Sora Ishida
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Chapter Six: "Missing"
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"Sora! Hello? Sora?"
Matt hung up the phone and looked at the anxious faces of his bandmates and driver. He just slipped by them without a word. They knew something had gone wrong. They knew not only by how he was acting, but what he said over the phone.
Matt walked to his bunk and sat down. He was scared, not for hiself for once, but for Sora. He had no idea what had happened. He knew somehow he'd have to find her. Even if it meant driving across the country. Yeah, he could take a plane, but it would be too much money buying all those tickets, and not knowing where Sora was at.
He just sighed and sat back, thankful, that there was a chance she still loved him. There was a possibility, but he still was questioning hiself about it. Matt fully laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. Sora filled his mind. He had to find her...and he knew it.
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The next morning, Matt got up early like the day before. He did his usual routine and then went to watch tv. He sat there flipping through the channels when something caught his attention. It was the news. They were showing a stunning picture of Sora. It only made Matt want her more.
Her soft auburn hair was straight, but then it blended into curls at the bottom. Her eyes had a happy, nothing-could-be-better-than-this kind of look ; and that smile. She looked so happy. Then he heard why she was on there.
"Twenty-year-old, Sora Takenouchi, will not be preforming her two Obadia shows, that were supposed to take place in two weeks. She was taken back to her hotel room last night after a nervous breakdown. Witnesses say that a young man, was holding her trying to comfort her after the scream. No one saw anything before that. Bob Jonson, caught up with the young man earlier this morning," The news woman spoke.
Matt's eyes were on the tv, as were Sean's and Al's who had heard and got up. A young boy with dark brown hair and green eyes came on the tv set. He had this sly smirk on his face that made Matt sick.
"What was he doing there in the first place with her? No one saw what happened before. Maybe, he was jealous and cut us off or somethin'," He thought to himself.
The reporter gave the mircophone to the young man. The brown haired boy just smirked as he did. Matt just wanted to punch the smirk off his face.
"My name is Ian Mitchell. I'm twenty-one-years-old, and I'm Sora's backup dancer," The boy began. Matt rolled his eyes.
"Please," He thought evilly,"You know you made her have the breakdown."
"We were just talking when she fell down began to cry and screamed. I have no idea why. She had been going through a hard time with this guy these past four years," Ian told everyone.
"Yeah, like she told you her life story, Bastard," Matt thought again. Was he feeling jealous that Ian was there to hold her...or was he really mad? He didn't know and he didn't care.
Matt just stomped off the bus and outside. He was walking at a quick pace to nowhere. Furious? You could say that. Matt had never been so mad in his life.
He was jealous, also. He knew he was missing out on everything. He missed her kiss. He missed her touch. He just really missed Sora.
There was a sound of thunder in the distance. Matt knew he should turn back, but didn't. Even when the warm rain pelted down to the ground, he walked on.
Al, finally caught up with Matt and opened the bus door. Matt looked up at him with tear stained eyes. He hadn't even noticed he was crying.Not even a little. Al motioned for him to get on. Soaked and lonlely, Matt got on the bus and sat down on the leather couch.
He closed his eyes hard and tried to get Sora out of his mind, but it was no use. No matter what he did, she was always on his mind. He was always missing her...
~*~It's not enough
To say I've loved and lost
Just a thought
To know I had it all
Times can change
But love will not grow old
Turn the page
Turn down this bed alone ~*~
~*~Do you still remember me
How could you forget
You're ev'rything I need
I'm out here on the ledge
There's no words for me to say
And too much to regret
You're where I should be
Do you remember when ~*~
~*~I let you go
What was I thinking of
I'll never know
What it's like to love
But there's no way
How can I replace
Love so strong
When I can't forget your face~*~
~*~Do you still remember me
How could you forget
You're ev'rything I need
I'm out here on the ledge
There's no words for me to say
And too much to regret
You're where I should be
Do you remember when ~*~
~*~We used to dance
I used to sing
Do you remember
You and me
'Cause, if I could
Hold your hand
I'd be a king
'Cause I remember
Ev'rything ~*~
~*~Do you still remember me
How could you forget
You're ev'rything I need
I'm out here on the ledge
There's no words for me to say
And too much to regret
You're where I should be
Do you remember when ~*~
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Okay, sorry it was so sad and despressing,(and sucked) but this fic is turning out great...to me. Trust me it will be SORATO no matter what! I really need help with the next chapters. I'm on writer's black here. PLEASE help me!!!!
NEXT CHAPTER: "Beautiful Goodbye"
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Chapter Six: "Missing"
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"Sora! Hello? Sora?"
Matt hung up the phone and looked at the anxious faces of his bandmates and driver. He just slipped by them without a word. They knew something had gone wrong. They knew not only by how he was acting, but what he said over the phone.
Matt walked to his bunk and sat down. He was scared, not for hiself for once, but for Sora. He had no idea what had happened. He knew somehow he'd have to find her. Even if it meant driving across the country. Yeah, he could take a plane, but it would be too much money buying all those tickets, and not knowing where Sora was at.
He just sighed and sat back, thankful, that there was a chance she still loved him. There was a possibility, but he still was questioning hiself about it. Matt fully laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. Sora filled his mind. He had to find her...and he knew it.
~*~*~*~*~*~
The next morning, Matt got up early like the day before. He did his usual routine and then went to watch tv. He sat there flipping through the channels when something caught his attention. It was the news. They were showing a stunning picture of Sora. It only made Matt want her more.
Her soft auburn hair was straight, but then it blended into curls at the bottom. Her eyes had a happy, nothing-could-be-better-than-this kind of look ; and that smile. She looked so happy. Then he heard why she was on there.
"Twenty-year-old, Sora Takenouchi, will not be preforming her two Obadia shows, that were supposed to take place in two weeks. She was taken back to her hotel room last night after a nervous breakdown. Witnesses say that a young man, was holding her trying to comfort her after the scream. No one saw anything before that. Bob Jonson, caught up with the young man earlier this morning," The news woman spoke.
Matt's eyes were on the tv, as were Sean's and Al's who had heard and got up. A young boy with dark brown hair and green eyes came on the tv set. He had this sly smirk on his face that made Matt sick.
"What was he doing there in the first place with her? No one saw what happened before. Maybe, he was jealous and cut us off or somethin'," He thought to himself.
The reporter gave the mircophone to the young man. The brown haired boy just smirked as he did. Matt just wanted to punch the smirk off his face.
"My name is Ian Mitchell. I'm twenty-one-years-old, and I'm Sora's backup dancer," The boy began. Matt rolled his eyes.
"Please," He thought evilly,"You know you made her have the breakdown."
"We were just talking when she fell down began to cry and screamed. I have no idea why. She had been going through a hard time with this guy these past four years," Ian told everyone.
"Yeah, like she told you her life story, Bastard," Matt thought again. Was he feeling jealous that Ian was there to hold her...or was he really mad? He didn't know and he didn't care.
Matt just stomped off the bus and outside. He was walking at a quick pace to nowhere. Furious? You could say that. Matt had never been so mad in his life.
He was jealous, also. He knew he was missing out on everything. He missed her kiss. He missed her touch. He just really missed Sora.
There was a sound of thunder in the distance. Matt knew he should turn back, but didn't. Even when the warm rain pelted down to the ground, he walked on.
Al, finally caught up with Matt and opened the bus door. Matt looked up at him with tear stained eyes. He hadn't even noticed he was crying.Not even a little. Al motioned for him to get on. Soaked and lonlely, Matt got on the bus and sat down on the leather couch.
He closed his eyes hard and tried to get Sora out of his mind, but it was no use. No matter what he did, she was always on his mind. He was always missing her...
~*~It's not enough
To say I've loved and lost
Just a thought
To know I had it all
Times can change
But love will not grow old
Turn the page
Turn down this bed alone ~*~
~*~Do you still remember me
How could you forget
You're ev'rything I need
I'm out here on the ledge
There's no words for me to say
And too much to regret
You're where I should be
Do you remember when ~*~
~*~I let you go
What was I thinking of
I'll never know
What it's like to love
But there's no way
How can I replace
Love so strong
When I can't forget your face~*~
~*~Do you still remember me
How could you forget
You're ev'rything I need
I'm out here on the ledge
There's no words for me to say
And too much to regret
You're where I should be
Do you remember when ~*~
~*~We used to dance
I used to sing
Do you remember
You and me
'Cause, if I could
Hold your hand
I'd be a king
'Cause I remember
Ev'rything ~*~
~*~Do you still remember me
How could you forget
You're ev'rything I need
I'm out here on the ledge
There's no words for me to say
And too much to regret
You're where I should be
Do you remember when ~*~
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Okay, sorry it was so sad and despressing,(and sucked) but this fic is turning out great...to me. Trust me it will be SORATO no matter what! I really need help with the next chapters. I'm on writer's black here. PLEASE help me!!!!
NEXT CHAPTER: "Beautiful Goodbye"
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