Thanks for the reviews here is the last chapter, I think. I don'tknow if I will do another one, but hey you never know. I'm pretty sure Chloe is 17. For Chloe's list I picked songs I would listen to. I defiantly listen to many different types of music. As I tell everyone else I'll listen to almost anything as long as it's not country. No offense to those that like it. Country music just isn't for me. Oh well, sorry about the tangent here's the story tell me what you think the good the bad and the ugly.
Mac was checking her e-mail for letters from Chloe. Mac's "little sister" was now seventeen and Mac enjoyed getting letters from her. Sometimes they would talk about careers because Chloe still had no idea what she was planning on majoring in.
She saw a recent e-mail from Chloe labeled songs. She opened the e-mail.
Hey Mac,
You're always wondering what type of music I listen to so here is a list of some of my favorite songs. As you can see I have a wide range of taste. The ones I listen to the most just depend on the mood I'm in.
My Immortal by Evanescence
Everybody's Fool by Evanescence
The Reason by Hoobastank
Don't Speak by No Doubt
If I Ain't Got You by Alicia Keys
Broken by Seether featuring Amy Lee
So that's everything I'll see you at Christmas. Oh and don't expect too many messages from me I've got exams coming up. Love ya Mac, and can't wait to see you and everyone else.
Love,
Chloe
Mac decided to try out some of Chloe's music. She clicked on the link to the last song. She heard the guitar start to play the introduction then the words began.
I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
The first verse surprised Mac. It wasn't the type of music she usually listened to but the lyrics caught her attention. She didn't know why but the song made her think of Harm.
She always loved listening to Harm laugh. It always made her feel better, safer. Whenever he'd laugh he would get the smile on his face that made Mac go weak in the knees.
His picture sat on her bedside table. It was one they had been taken of them at the reception of Bud and Harriet's wedding. Harm and Mac were dancing, and she had a huge smile on her face.
'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel rite when you're gone away
You're gone away; you don't feel me here anymore
As the chorus started to play she felt a shiver run down her spine. She usually was broken when she was open. She never opened up to anyone unless she was hurting, or had been hurting. The reason she closed herself off to everyone else was because she didn't want to be vulnerable. She felt weak when she opened up to people.
Mac thought back to all of the times she had ended a relationship with another man. Those were the times she was open because she felt lonely and needed someone to talk to. Some of the time that person was Harm.
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
The worst was over for Mac, a long with everything else in her life. She could breathe again but the breaths she took were painful. Whenever she was hurting or found it painful to breathe, like she did now, Harm was usually there. He could always take the pain away one way or another.
She had a lot to learn about herself. She knew what she wanted but didn't know why she wouldn't let herself have it. Mac couldn't fight anymore for Harm's attention. She was too tired and she didn't think Harm would either.
The song repeated its chorus and began to end. Mac sat staring at her computer with tears running down her face. The song had made her cry, a feat not easily accomplished. The song made her realize that Harm was the one who usually took her pain away. She discovered because she pushed him away there was no one left who would fight. Harm had taken his chance, something that she had been waiting for him to do, and she pushed him away.
"Thanks Chloe," Mac whispered to the computer. She knew what she had to do.
Thanks again for reading it. I hope you understand it because that is what I got out of the song for Mac. I hoped you liked it. Please let me know what you think. Should I continue? I'm out. Love ya.
WLP