Seize the Day Chapter 11, a movie x-overs fanfic

Seize the Day Part 11. Final PART!!

By: Princess Vengeance

Pheobie's Point of View

I sat back in the living room chair. It had been a while since I had last heard from Zack. I picked up the remote and began switching through TV channels. 4...5...8...my hand freezes and my mouth drops.

"The suspect, Zack Baker was caught in the act while trying to break into and rob a convenience store. It is unknown if there were any accompanying suspects. He is being charged with..." I almost fainted. "This is Peter Snilpop signing off." I glared at the TV. With out even knowing tears where once again strolling down my face. So many tears.

Zack's Point of View

I sit on the hard floor of my jail cell, holding Pheobie's picture in my hand. I didn't care. I didn't care when I got hand cuffed. I didn't care when I was labeled on the local news as a thief. I didn't care when I got strip searched. It was when I had to call Pheobie and tell her that I was in jail that I cared. Knowing that even the money I helped to steal couldn't bail me out. To know that it was very possible that the first few years of my child's life would be spent fatherless.

"You have a visitor." The warden opened my cell. He re-handcuffed me and escorted me into the visiting area. There was Pheobie, on the other side of the inch think class. I picked up the phone.

"Why did you do this to me Zack? Why do I have to give birth to this baby alone?…Why are you always hurting me?" her voice was hoarse and tired.

"I just wanted what was best for you and the baby..." I trailed off.

"That's bullshit Zack, what's best for me and the baby does not involve you being behind bars." She rubbed her belly. I wished I could just touch her. Give her one more kiss.

"Pheobie please…" She then just snapped.

"It's your fault!" she slammed the phone down and headed for the door. The warden came back and escorted me to my cell.

Pheobie's Point of View

I rubbed my head. There were no more tears left to cry. I stopped at a red light; Green light. As I was about halfway down the street I noticed a bright, white glow getting closer and closer, faster and faster. Breath. Crash.

Epilogue

6 years later

Zack handed Matt the paper with the song he had written. He called it Seize the Day. It had been 3 years since Zack got out of jail and was able to meet his daughter Pheobie. She looked just like her mother. Cute, plump little cheeks, curly black hair, soft brown eyes. Helana named her. It had also been 5 years since Pheobie died that fateful night on her way home from visiting Zack at the jail.

Zack's Point of View

I will never understand how they were able to save the baby but not her. Save cute little curly haired, brown eyed, baby Pheobie but not her mother, Pheobie, my other half. Now that she was gone I'll never be complete.

"This is amazing," Matt marveled the song but he knew exactly why I had written it. Another one of my attempts to get closure. I would never get closure though. Not while knowing all the times I had betrayed, disappointed, manipulated, cheated on and hurt her. Never. I thought things over in my mind. Sure, I was engaged to a girl I loved…Gena…but she would never be able to take the place of Pheobie. She was now only in my memory… I had pictures of course but her smile haunted me.

When I finally do fall asleep at night though, I only find myself thinking. No more dreams. Only thinking and knowing that it was my fault.

Matt's Point of View

The lyrics were so deep. They sliced through me like a knife. There was only so much comforting I could do. Pheobie's death hit me hard and really made me realize that I have to hold Helana close. All I need is one stupid screw up and I could loose her; just as Zack had lost Pheobie.

Every time I looked over at Pheobie (baby Pheobie)…I well thought of Pheobie. She didn't deserve to die like that. Hit by a drunk driver. How ironic. No matter how much she loved alcohol she never drank and drove. Never. I sat there next to Zack, the song in my hand. I stared at him…

Helana's Point of View

I sat and rubbed my round belly as I stared at a picture of Pheobie. I cried. The last time I cried for Pheobie was at her funeral. We were all dressed in black standing around her white, flower lined casket. I held her daughter in my hand as I looked blankly at her lifeless cold body.

I had to get therapy to cope. Days went by. Days turned into weeks, weeks to months...years. I was married now and pregnant with Matt's second child. How could life be so cruel? I'm not a good person. Neither was Pheobie but all the same she did not deserve to die. I always blame Zack and I always will. He is still one of my best friends but I will never be able to look at him the same way. I wonder how different my life would be now if only he hadn't taken the "bitch" out for a snack at 7/11. Then maybe she would still be alive. Then we could go on the guys' tours together. She would have seen them get famous. She could have been with me for Tokyo and England. Then I would be happy. Then I would not be an only child. Then I'd still have Pheobie.

Brian's Point of View

People probably think that Zack and Helana are the only ones hurting for Pheobie. But they aren't. I'm the one who will always be plagued with guilt. Knowing that if I never thought up that stupid plan…she would still be here. I still loved her and my heart was already broken. It just died the day I found out she was gone.

¯¯¯ If you're a real A7X fan you'll get this ¯¯¯

Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost its empty and cold without you here to many people to ache over

Trials in life, questions of us existing here, don't wanna die alone without you there

Please tell me what we have is real.

The End

Princess Vengeance™