AN: Yes I am aware you have all been waiting to strangle me. I figure I've kept this chapter from you long enough and so I decided to be nice tonight and release it to you. Also, a warning in advanced, this story is going to be a "Pick Your Ending" type so when I'm done there will be three endings for you to choose from (Happy, Sad, and Crazy). The trick is I won't tell you which chapter is which so you will have to pick one and see what you get. I am doing this in an effort to end creatively while giving the readers something to have a little fun with. (Yes I already know most of you will probably read them all out of curiousity no matter which you choose first-LOL)

The Haunting of L.R.-Part Six

"The studio has an opening in two days. They promised that if the band worked things out that you could have one more chance. You know how lucky you were to get the first opportunity, and your friends are counting on you showing up."

I had to be hearing things wrong. People didn't give second chances to bands like us. There are replacements around every corner practically so it makes no sense for them to stay attached to a particular one. What would lying about this prove though?

"How?" I asked in search of answers.

"You may have given up on the band, but the band refuses to give up on you."

I hadn't intentionally given up on anything. Sure, I've taken a rather long unanticipated break, but not once did I tell anyone I was giving up. Who could I kid? Just the walking out, strange behavior, and not keeping contact with anyone for a while basically surrendered the idea to them that I'd given up.

"So you are saying that you came here to tell me that Parker and Megan expect me to just grab my guitar and meet them at the studio the day after tomorrow without previously warning me?"

There wasn't any way to give them blame for this. It would be stupid to think that none of the attempts to contact me that I ignored would have given me warning much sooner. They can't make it anywhere without the lead singer. As far as I know replacing me isn't an option on their list. Letting them down would be my life's suicide, with the only difference being I'd still be alive to feel the result.

Ray finally stood up and was the closest to leaving since he had arrived.

"Nobody can decide whether you show up except you. You've had more then enough time alone to think about what you really want. All I am saying is that you once had a dream to be a rock star, and if you don't want to miss your chance then you have to make up your mind now."

"What about rehearsal? We have nothing planned."

"You never finished what you started the last time. Work with it and I know that you'll get back into it. Do what you know would make Travis proud if he was still here to be your manager."

If there was ever a time to agree with something he said it is now. The part of me that is all about music has never really left. All of this was just a vacation from being predictable. Passing up the second chance I am lucky to receive would be the craziest thing for me to do.

"Tell them that they can expect me there with the same opening song as before. Also let them know that I apologize to them for everything and am sincere about getting back into this."

He nods his head at me as he opens the door to exit. I watch him leave and sit back with my guitar resting in my arms. Before long I begin to play the song from the studio by memory and work through it at a normal pace.

Music has always been my desire and destiny. There is no time better then the present to go for what I want.

An: This will be finished before my winter break ends. I will not allow myself to break this promise.