EPILOGUE

Rain… The sounds of it inspire creativity in many, but for some, it gives off a song like none other. It's beautiful, and for Zack Mooneyham the rain gave off smells and sounds that he had never experienced before. He watched as the rain fell into every pore of his skin and filled every gap in the air. The rain was beautiful.

He threw a silky pebble into the water and smiled softly as he watched the ripples erupt into a blissful dance that partnered with the ripples that the rain gave. The lake had been Freddy's favorite place when they were younger and he could always find him here at this very spot. It was a dance in all ways, and he felt like he could still smell Freddy's cologne just like he was standing there next to him. Zack closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, refreshing his senses with the cold air and memories of what once was.

He sighed inwardly as he leaned his head back; it had been a long time since he had been out in the rain. He reached his arms up towards the sky and felt his cheeks become wet. He felt the burning trails of tears and the coldness of the raindrops fall from his chin, nose, and lips. He felt his brown hair become tasseled in the wind while he opened his mouth ever so slightly as to let the refreshing water slide over his lips.

He opened his eyes again and averted his gaze back over the lake. He could no longer distinguish the rain from his tears as he thought of his former love. The former love that had suddenly been ended when a bullet hit him dead in the jaw. Zack cringed as he remembered the deformed face of the once beautiful blonde boy. He pulled his arms down from the skies and reached a hand into his pocket, retrieving a note that he had read over many times before. So many times, in fact, that he didn't know what it said; it was just a piece of faded, crumpled paper. It didn't matter to him, he knew what it said, where the words were placed and the faint scribbles of Freddy's writing.

He felt his eyes water again as he ran his fingers over the paper. He recited what the note had once read in his head. He closed his eyes and spoke aloud the deafening words, the words that destroyed his world.

"Zack, you know I was never a big one on long good byes. I feel as though this one needs to be said though. I love you, as much as I ever did and not as much as I ever will. You're my best friend, my companion, and… the love of my life. I hope with all my heart that you will never do what I've done. Never, promise me that Zack.

"I don't want you to think that this was your fault. It wasn't. I swear that to God, or whoever is up there. Just remember I want you to be happy. And as they say, we'll always have Italy. Or was that Italy? I don't know… But the point is, I love you.

"Look for me up there! I'll be hanging out with the Gods of Rock!

"Love, Freddy."

He smiled at the last phrase Freddy had ever left him. The Gods of Rock, something Dewey had told them once upon a time. He had decided though that it was time to let go. After four years of grieving, and being miserable, and whatnot, it was finally time to let go. It was finally time to pick up a guitar once again and maybe strum a few cords. It was just time in general.

He picked another silky pebble and wrapped the note Freddy had left him around it. He smiled and threw it into the lake a long with all the memories once had. He took one look at the lake and smiled a very sad smile. "Good bye, Frederick." He then turned on his heel and walked away for the last time.

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A/N: All right, that's it. I Hope you all enjoyed it, for I've enjoyed writing it.