You know, I am sorry to all the people who totally gave up on me. But I didn't want a no ending like Meant to Live. I didn't know it would make people so angry with me to start and stop again. I'm very sorry if I upset anyone but hopefully you'll forgive me and take chapters of tokens of my appreciation.

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Authentic—Karen, Karen. What am I going to do with you my little perfectionist? You're killin' me! D E D I C A T E D. Thanks for the long review, hon. I needed it.


KristinMilly—Hope I spelled that right… anyway, I am going to continue because now I have written the whole story.

Lilly—Why would I leave you with that ending? Gees!! I'm not THAT mean ;) In all honesty, I thought Isis was the cat god. My friend's cat's name is Isis and she told me it was the god's name. Naturally, I thought THE CAT GOD. Stupid me, she of course meant the god of women… -rolls eyes- You'll have to excuse the information I get from my friends because it's normally wrong.

Even though I only had three reviews, I'm still updating. Only because I love them.


The first song, Breathing, is by Yellowcard. Ocean Avenue is an incredible CD and I encourage anyone to purchase it. Actually, I'm such a nerd; the second song is theirs too! : -P

Here's my chapter…

MICHAEL'S POV

Breathing

By: Michael Moscovitz and Shane Sorrintenio.

(Michael-regular Felix-bold. Both-Italicized.)

My eyes are feeling heavy but they never seem to close.

The fan plates on the ceiling spin but the air is never cold.

And even though you're next to me I still feel so alone.

I just can't give you anything for you to call your own.

And I can feel you

Breathing and it's keeping me awake.

Can you feel it beating?

My heart sinking.

Like a weight.

There's something I've been keeping locked away behind my lips.

I can feel it breaking free with each and every kiss.

I couldn't bear to hurt you but it's all so different now.

Things that I've been sure of they've all filed me up with doubt.

And I can feel you

Breathing and it's keeping me awake.

Can you feel it beating?

My heart's sinking.

Like a weight.

I can feel you breathing.

It's keeping

Me awake.

How am I supposed to feel about the things I've done?

I don't know if I should stay or turn around and run.

I know that I hurt you.

Things will never be the same.

The only love I ever knew I through it all away.

And I can feel you

Breathing and it's keeping me awake.

Can you feel it beating?

My heart's sinking

Like a weight.

I can feel you breathing.

It's keeping.

Me awake.

"Wow, Moscovitz." Said Felix. "That's some deep shit. Awesome, too. We should totally play it next week for the show. "

"Thanks Felix. I'm glad you take my artistic work as 'deep shit', which could've also been a reference as a pile of dog waste you just stepped in." I said to Felix with a livid accent, even I could tell I was being bitchy to him.

"Whoa…cool off, Michael. Sor-ry. I didn't mean to insult your 'artistic work'. I guess all of you think I'm not smart enough to make a witty, complex remark?" Felix said sounding pretty aggravated with me.

"No, man. I didn't mean it like that." I said sympathetically. Damn, why was I being such an ass?

"Whatever, dude. I'm taking five." He said then pulling the guitar off around his neck and stomping out of the room with his jacket slinking over his shoulder.

Shit.

The band looked at me. Four eyes questioned my knowledge in my actions. Damn, I feel like my head is going to explode. I signal to Jake to continue playing drum beats for the new song, but after about two I had to leave that building. I had to re-capture what had happened the night before. It was just too dreadful to try and write about something so raw. So, fresh with disappointments.

I told the band I was going out for a few minutes. Instead of their normal yelling at me for procrastinating, they all mutely nodded and Shane handed me my jacket.

Once outside, I took in a huge breath and gave myself a surge of energy. Even though the New York air smells as if someone lit a cigarette in your face, then spewed hot dogs on you whilst driving away with a broken exhaust pipe, it was invigorating.

I sat walked down to a diminutive, murky alley and relaxed my throbbing skull on a brick infested building. I need to think. I need to not think.

I re-capped what had happened the night before.

I had just given Judith her anniversary necklace, which cost me a pretty penny, but she was well worth it. Judith meant the world to me.

After the necklace, she was dazzled. I figured, just to make her night more magical, I'd sing her the song I wrote. All about the love I shared for her and only her.

This, my readers, was my downfall.

Judith kissed me with all the tenderness left inside her soft, gentle body. "Thank you so much, Michael. I knew you'd remember it." She whispered.

"Well, you know me. Always prepared." I joked. She laughed lightly, and I got the sense she didn't get it. "Hey, I've got a little present for you." I said standing up off my bedside.

"Really?" she asked questioningly. "Wow, Michael. You're going all out!" she giggled.

"I figured since I forgot the last one…" I said embarrassed.

She laughed and took my hand.

 I walked her over to my computer chair and turned on my lamp. I needed the light to play, after all. I fished through some papers on my desk and found the exact song I had wrote for her after our first date. I asked her to sit in my computer chair as I tuned my guitar.

Soon I started to make the humming noises I do to tune my voice so it doesn't crack in the middle of my song, which sucks. Then, I started to sing. I sang the song I had written for Judith. The song I wished I had written about Judith.

"Well," I said in the beginning of my song. "I wrote this for next year. When, we, um, move to off college. You know, to remember me by." Judith had been accepted to an Ivory school in Europe and I was going to Columbia. Needless to say, it was going to be difficult to stay in touch.

If I could I would do all of this again
Travel back in time with you to where this all began
We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind
And make believe there's something left to find

We'll be miles apart
I'll keep you deep inside
You're always in my heart
A new life to start
I may be leaving but you're always in my heart

Now we've all grown up, gone on and moved away
Nothing I can do about it, nothing I can say
To bring us back to where we were when life was not this hard.
Looking back it all just seems so far, so far away

We'll be miles apart
I'll keep you deep inside
You're always in my heart
A new life to start
I may be leaving but you're always in my heart

I'd give it up for just one more day with you
Give it up for just one more day
I'd give it up for just one more day with you
You're blonde hair shining on the courtyard.

I'd give it up for just one more day with you.

I'd give it up for just one more day with you
Give it up, give it all away
I'd give it up for just one more day with you

You're blonde hair shining on the courtyard.

We'll be miles apart
I'll keep you deep inside
You're always in my heart
A new life to start
I may be leaving but you're always in my heart

I need you now, we're miles apart
I'll keep you deep inside
You're always in my heart
I need you now, we're miles apart
I may be leaving but you're always in my heart.

The song had ended with Judith in tears. I didn't think she'd have this much of a reaction to it. She looked up at me, tears streaming down the sides of her cheeks. I could see her silver eyeliner glistening under her eyes.

Judith grabbed my hand and looked deep into my eyes. "Michael," she said in such a whisper her voice trembled softly. "Michael, my hair is brown."

 Dun dun dun. And you guys wondered how I would end it! PUH-LEASE!!

End of this chapter! Of course, it was a short one, but the next will be longer and better.

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