Ok, I forgot this in the last part, so I am gonna put it in here. I do not own OTH or any of the characters i write about. Big thanks for the review, you know who you are, and yes, I do plan on writing for all of them, except maybe Mouth, I can't figure his out. It might take me awhile because of classes and work, so please be patient and keep reading and reviewing.
As far as I'm concerned Shaw was a punk, 'cause you know what, tragedies happen. What are you gonna do, give up, quit? No. I realize now that when your heart breaks you gotta fight like hell to make sure you're still alive. 'Cause you are and that pain you feel, that's life. The confusion and fear, that's there to remind you that somewhere our there there's something better and that something's worth fighting for.
I thought I had it all. I had finally gotten out of the hell of living withmy father. I gained a brother that before had just been Dan's bastard son and a shame to the family name. I had married the woman who showed me what love is, 'cause God knows I didn't learn it growing up in my family. Then everything went to hell.
The woman I love left me high and dry for a music career and a pretty boy musician. She ripped my heart out and stomped on it until it quit beating. I felt like I had nothing. All I could feel was physical and emotional pain. It was all I could do to haul my ass out of bed everyday, let alone function like a human being. I destroyed my life and came close to destroying many of those around me.
Then I realized that nor matter what she did to me, there was one thing she couldn't take away--my basketball skills. Now I realize that I have to feel the pain to know I'm still alive. I'm following my path where it leads, pain and all and I'm sure I'll find something better than anything that punk Shaw could ever dream of. After all, I'm Nathan Scott, basketball star.