Rebecca's P.O.V.
I sat in the abortion place waiting room. It smelt all medical and sterilized. I hate the smell of hospitals. Ry, Brendon, Jon and Spencer sat on the hard plastic chairs around me. Ryan held my hand. The nurse came forward and called my name. I got up shakily and the guys followed me through to the next room. "Right. Rebecca, we are going to give you a tablet that will take away the foetus. First we need to make sure your all cleaned up then we will give it to you and make sure you don't pick up any infections ok?" the nurse told me. I nodded. Ryan took my hand and squeezed it gently. I squeezed it back and hugged everyone before a got led into another room. I got given some anti-infection medicene then i swallowed the tablet. "Think about something other than the tablet. Your little posse outside or something." said another younger nurse. I thought about Ry. About him holding my hand, squeezing my hand and saying how he would stand by me. Why couldn't he have been the father? I wouldn't be sat here now. I feel my stomach kick as it tries to reject the tablet but the nurse gives me an injection to stop it. I sipped water slowly and let my thought wander back to Ry. That smile of his. I feel better jus thinking about it. Then a gushing feeling, like when my period starts, and its all over. The Baby is gone. Matt isn't in me anymore. He never has to know what he has caused. The nurse hands me a towel and lets me clean myself up. Gives me some disifected stuff and some iodine and lets me sort myself out. Then i suddenly felt all the energy drain out of me. The nurse lead me to a bed and i settled down and fell asleep almost immediatly.
Ryan's P.O.V.
We paced the waitig room until the nurse came and told is it was done. "Where is Becky then?" asked Brendon. The nurse smiled. "She's asleep. Follow me." she led us to a white room with a bed in the middle. She walked away and we went inside. And on the bed lay Bec, sleeping soundly. What a beautiful sight. If only i could wake up every morning to see that. I sat down on the bed by her and stroked her face gently. "Ryan, she needs you. Can't you see how much she wishes it was you she lost it to instead of Matt?" Brendon said. I was shocked that he could talk like this at a time like this! "Brendon! A) No she doesn't wish that! And B) How can you talk like that at a time like this?!" Becky stirred and i turned and lowered myself so she could see me when she woke up and we could reassure her. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at me. I smiled back. She sat up and i wrapped my arms around her carefully. "Ry, do you think I did the right thing?" I held her hand and squeezed it gently and smiled.
"Of course you did Bec! We are so proud of you."
We all walked to my house aferwards. We were going to take Bec home but she wanted to rock out at my house. Bec sighed and linked one arm in mine and one arm in Jon's. Brendon linked with my other arm and Spencer linked with Jon. Bec started laughing and tripped. I caught her and she went bright red. "Thanks Ry." she giggled and we broke the chain as I went to unlock the door. I pour Bec a drink and hand it to her as everyone walks through the kitchen and out to the garage. "Thanks Ry" she smiled. I love her smile! "Hey, guys I wrote some more of that song that song. Listen"
The hospice is
a relaxing weekend getaway where your a cut above all the rest
Sick and sad patients on first name basis
With all the top physicians
Prescribed Pills
to offset the shakes, to offset the pills
You know you should take it a day at a time
And thats when you
Stutter something profound
To the support on the line
And with the way you've been talking
Every word takes you a step closer to hell
No i just can't help it
To say what everyonelse is thinking
Let me state the obvious
Again
"Wow Ryan that so amazing! You want me to sing that? Awesome!" Brendon gushed, grinning. I smiled back and looked at Becky. She was smiling thoughtfully and reading the lyrics over and over again. I took it off her and put it in my folder of lyrics before she could decipher it. Bec smiled and picked up her Bass. Beautiful thing, her bass. Black and slightly sparkly, with a silky neck and really light. And she picke dout a really cool strap, a blue and white crime scene tape style one. Bec sat down with a tuner and began sorting it out. She looked so beautiful, her eyes closed and her head tilted toward the guitar. She opened her eyes and checked the tuner, altered each string slightly and told Jon she was ready. As he ran to get his Bass Bec started playing "Seven Nation Army" and singing the lyrics, her eyes closed again. "Wow Becky" said Brendon
"You should have a band and be the singer" Her eyes opened quickly and she stopped singing and playing and went red. "No, I'm not a good singer. I just want to play Bass. Thats all. I mean, if i was forced into it i guess I would do it and if everything went well then maybe I'd sing and play Bass, but I'm not in a band." Jon came back in and sat opposite Bec and they started practising.
Brendons P.O.V.
Becky has such an amazing voice! I can't believe that I found out her little hidden talent just after a group of my friends told me they are looking for a singer. And I know that their Bassist is leaving the band. I'm going to have to get Becky to audition or record her singing and let them have a listen. She deserves to be able to use music the way Ryan does. "Becky! Come here, I need to talk to you!" i say, after practise. She hugs Ryan goodbye and runs up to me.
"Yeah Brendon? What is it?" I tell her about this Band and what a coincodence it is.
"No! I'll try out as a Bass, but not as a singer." I look at her pleadingly.
"Becky you should use your talents! Come back to my place and I'll call them, talk to them and if you like them, meet up with them and try! Please Becky! You deserve this." I can see in her eyes that she is going to say no. "OK I'll come round and talk to them. But if I'm still unsure then I'm not singing. Ok?" I grin and nod furisouly.
I open the door to my house, Becky in tow. "Mom I'm home!" I can smell homecooking and cakes. I love that about my mom, always cooking something delisious for supper. "I'm in the kitchen Brendy Bear!" Becky burst out laughing and my Mom walks into the hall, seeing Becky in stitches with laughter. "Mom! I've got a friend of mine and the guys over. We going upstairs to my room ok?" My mom nods and scolds me for not warning her before calling my that awful nickname.
Rebecca's P.O.V.
"Brendy Bear!" i laugh as me and brendon climg his stairs. He's gone bright red and is smiling in an embarressed way. "Don't worry about it, I'll tell you s secret. My parents have a horrible nickname for me as well. Boo Booze" I cringe as he laughs and we laugh at each others nick names. "Ok ok, we have ha dour laugh now, serious time." says Brendon to me and grabs the phone and starts dialling. "Jamie? Yeah its Brendon. Get on MSN I have a potential Bass player for you. And she might even sing for you if you're nice enough. OK? Yeah, talk in a second."
Brendon smiled at me and turned on his computer. Soon him and this Jamie person where on a video call using their webcams and mics. I waved and Brendon Introduced me. "Hey Jamie, this is Becky. She's been playing bass for ages now and Jon has been teaching her extra stuff. And you should hear this girl sing Jamie! what a voice!"
"Shut up Brendon" I say, slowly going red. "Hey Jamie. I do play bass guitar but just forget the whole singing bit for now."
"Come On Becky, play some bass on cam for me then?" Jamie says, smiling encouragingly. I roll my eyes and plug my bass into my amp, which had been a pain to drag up the stairs. I started playing "Seven Nation Army" because its my favorite bass line. A pentatonic scale. Brendon started singing the words and i laughed and couldn't help joining in. Then he stopped, but I didn't notice ad i kept on playing and singing. "Wow!" said Jamie, wide-eyed over the cam. "When can we meet up?" I laugh, feeling giddy. I hugged Brendon and he and Jamie did the organising for me. I hugged Brendon again, thanking him. Then I headed home.
Ryan's P.O.V.
"Hey" said Becky when I opened the door the next day. It's a saturday so I didn't expect to see her! "Hey Bec what are you doing here?" she smiled happilly and tutted.
"You sound like you don't want me to come around and tell you good news!" I lifted one eyebrow and led her inside and up to my room. "So, what is the good news?"
"First, let me tell you that Brendon has hooked me up with a group of his mate slooking for a Bass and a Singer. So, I felt that i wanted to repay him. Then all of the times that you guys helped me through alot of things kind of came togeter in my mind. So I got that recording we did of Build God Then We'll Talk and I sent it to Pete Wenz. Him and Fall Out Boy have a record label with Taking Back Sunday. It's called DecayDance/Fueled By Raymen. Anyway I sent the recording to him. He wants to come and meet you guys and listen to you play!" she exploded
I grinned, hardly able to take in such amazing news! "Pete Wenz wants to come and see us!?"
"Yeah!" Bec grinned and handed me her mobile. "Wanna tell the guys?"
"You haven't told them? You told me first? Wow!" I can't believe she told me first! And in person. I hug her tight and kiss her cheek quickly, jus tlike she did so long ago when I started writing that song.
Brendon's P.O.V.
"I can't believe that Pete Wenz is coming to see us!" I said to Jon on the morning of the day that Pete was coming over. We all sat in the garage, excited and nervous about playing to such a celebrity! Becky's sittig by Ryan, holding his hand and squeezing it gently. At first I thought they had finally got together, but then I saw how nervous Ryan looked. And these two still think that the other doesn't like them, despite all the signs? I sigh and there is a bang at the door and fan girl screams. "Pete's here!" says Spencer and Becky runs to the door, Ryan in tow. We all followed to the door. Becky nudged Ryan to the door and he opened it. Pete Wenz and a group of bodyguards walked through the door. "Wow, Pete it is such an honour to meet you! We are all such huge fans of Fall Out Boy!" I gushed. Pete thanked me and turned to Becky.
"Are you Becky? The one who I was talking to and sent me the recording?" Pete asked.
"Yup. Cool to see you in the flesh. Hows Patrick and everyone?" Becky said cooly
"There all good. So introductions please?" Pete said, motioing to all of us.
"Of course! This is Ryan, the guitarist. This is Brendon, the singer. This is Jon, the Bassist and this is Spencer, the drummer." Pete shook our hands as Becky went around. Ryan lead Pete into the garage and Pete chatted to him about playing guitar. I can't believe how friendly he is! Then we all settled down, Becky checked that all the amps and Jons bass were working and sat down by Pete. Spencer started the durm beat and Jon followed. Ryan started the guitar and Then i started singing.
It's these substandard motels on the
(la la la la la)
corner of fourth and freemont street
Appealing only cause there just that unappealing
Any practised Catholic would cross themselves upon entering
The rooms have a hit of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldahyde
And the habit of decomsosing right before your very
la la la la
eyes
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intamacy
Rebecca's P.O.V.
Brendon finished singing my favorite song to Pete. The whole time Ry was watching me. I think it's because he couldn't look at Pete because he's so shy. I couldn't stop watching him either. Brendon looked like he was enjoying himself and Pete was cheering at the end. I kept on mouthing the words along with it too. It's just so catchy! "Guys that was amazing! And I thought that recording was brilliant!" Pete said. Ryan blushed, Brendon beamed, Jon grinned and Spencer thanked Pete. Then Pete pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Brendon.
"I want to sign you guys to my record!"
When everything was done and Pete had left after exchanging phone numbers with all of us I hugged Ryan tight. "I could see how nervous you were Ry. Well Done." and he smiled. I still can't get enough of that smile!
