I Miss You

by MythReader08

Fang is a heart-broken mess. That's the bottom line. He's made a huge mistake and now he doesn't know what to do. He tried forgetting about it, but when he does, bad thinks just keep popping up. He already lost his mother, will he have to face life without another person that is so dear to him or will he try until his last breathe to get them back before he let's them go. AH

7. Baby, baby Again

Hello, Hello! How are you guys doing? I'm doing swell just so you know. I've been having so much fun writing chapters for this story and reading your reviews.

I do not own any MR characters, or any of the songs

This chapter doesn't have a mash-up

So anyways… here is chapter 7 of "I Miss You"

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Baby, Baby/ Again

Hospitals always made me feel queasy. The smell of antiseptics and the look of white walls always make my head hurt. Sometimes, even the smell of death is present. I know that sounds weird but every time I enter through those wide doors, something bad always happens. Last time I did, I heard my mother's last words.

'You're a good boy Fang; I will always be with you'

Those words played in my mind as I entered the hospital, my dad by my side.

We were at the hospital because Mr. Walker, his doctor, called in and told me to bring my dad to the hospital. Mr. Walker said that they can take care of my father better than I can. I asked Jeb and he complied, agreeing with Mr. Walker. I agreed too because, even though I would never admit to it, I was emotionally dysfunctional as of right now. So I drove him down there and we got him in one of the hospital rooms.

We were just sitting there for a while before I asked,

"Dad, what do you remember about mom?"

He looked me in the eyes and said, "Fang, I remember everything about your mom. Every day with her was always my best days. She made everything in the world better. She was the most beautiful woman anyone can have as a wife, or a mother. She was proud of you, Fang. She loved you the most out of everything in this world." He smiled as he recalled sweet memories. "She would always smile at anything. She would smile even if people criticized her art or her music. She took it as a chance to get better and gave her more reason to not give up on her dreams."

"Yeah, dad, I remember a lot about mom too. From the first day you and mom dropped me off at kindergarten. I remember her crying about her 'little boy growing up so fast'" I smiled as I reminisced with my father. "I remember when we went to the park, and I got stuck on the monkey bars. The whole time I was crying, but she was laughing. After she got me untangled I smiled as she laughed. She always made me feel better."

"Fang, it's getting late, you should go home." My father said after we stopped laughing at old memories. I checked the time on the wall clock, since my cell was dead, and nodded my head. It was 5:30 and visiting times were ending. I stood up off of the bench and embraced my father. We let go and bid our farewells, hopefully not our last.

I bid farewell to the nurses at the front desk. They said goodbye with sad eyes, guessing because they worked at a hospital. It took me a few minutes to get home from the hospital, because I grabbed a bite to eat while driving through town.

When I got home, I went straight downstairs to the basement. Down there was my mom's personal music room. My father and I have never gone down here since my mother's death. I traced my fingers over her recording set-up. I saw her cd tray and picked up one of them.

"Starlight" I said aloud. I smirked as I remembered this cd being played when I was about nine years old. It always got me too sleep. I dropped that one and picked up cd after cd as I remembered each and every one. I found a cd that looked different to me.

"For Nick" I read the title over and over again. I opened her old cd player and heard

"Fang if you've found this, listen to the song. Your father and I have written this song just for you, only for you. I love you Fang. You have been a gift to me and your father. You've brighten our days when we felt low." A long pause came before a song started playing. My mother hummed to the lyrics, like I usually would.

Baby, baby
I'm taken with the notion
To love you with the sweetest of devotion

Baby, baby
My tender love will flow from
The bluest sky to the deepest ocean

Stop for a minute
Baby I'm so glad you're mine, yeah
You're mine

Baby, baby
The stars are shining for you
And just like me I'm sure that they adore you

Baby, baby
Go walking through the forest
The birds above a' singing you a chorus

Stop for a minute
Baby they're so glad you're mine, oh yeah
And ever since the day you put my heart in motion
Baby I realize that there's just no getting over you

Baby, baby
In any kind of weather
I'm here for you always and forever

Baby, baby
No muscle man could sever
My love for you is true and it will never

Stop for a minute
Baby I'm so glad you're mine
And ever since the day you put my heart in motion
Baby I realize that there's just no getting over you

And ever since the day you put my heart in motion
Baby I realize that there's just no getting over you
Over you

Baby, baby
Always and forever
Baby I'm so glad that
Here for you baby
So glad you're mine
Baby I'm so glad that
When I think about you it makes me smile
Baby, baby be mine
Baby, I'm so glad that
Don't stop giving love
Don't stop, no
Baby I'm so glad that you're mine
Baby I'm so glad
Baby I'm so glad that
When I think about you it makes me smile

My mother's voice was beautiful. It was so smooth. Her reason her singing was so strong. The emotions she conveyed were in her words, her tone. The song was absolutely breath-taking. The lyrics hit me especially.

I wanted to pay my respect to my late mother. My guitar was still at the doorsteps of the house. I grabbed it and walked out the door. I walked for about thirty minutes until I came up on a black-gated cemetery. I navigated my way through the graves until I came up on my mother's.

It Read:

R.I.P

For Anne Ride,

A sweet mother, a loving wife,

and a strong spirit.

May her soul be lifted beyond the clouds

And into the arms of God

I traced the letters of her tombstone as I thought of my mother. There was a small tree that was near my mother's grave, I leaned my back to it as I closed my eyes and hummed. My hands straddled the guitar as my fingers found the strings. I started strumming lightly, my humming getting louder.

I've been searching for you
I heard a cry within my soul
I've never had a yearning quite like this before
Now that you are walking right through my doorAll of my life

Where have you been?
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again

A sacred gift of heaven
For better, worse, wherever
And I would never let somebody break you down
Nor take your crown, neverAll of my life
Where have you been?

I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And everytime I've always known
That you were there, upon your throne
A lonely queen without her king
I longed for you, my love foreverAll of my life

Where have you been?
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you againAll of my life

Where have you been?
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you againAll of my life
Where have you been?
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win

I wonder if I'll ever see you againI wonder if I'll ever see you again
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
I wonder if I'll ever see you again

I wonder if I'll ever see you againI wonder if I'll ever see you again
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
I wonder if I'll ever see you again

Mom, I wonder if I will ever see you again. I will be right here until I can. I know you said you'll always be here with me, but I need you to be with dad for a while, okay? He needs you more than I do. Mom please help dad. Remember that you'll always be in my heart. Good bye for now mom.

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Hey guys, sorry this chapter was so short, I couldn't think of anything for this chapter. I knew how I wanted it to go but couldn't think of anything else that could've gone into this chapter without getting off track and stuff.

I didn't even break the 2,000 word barrier with TWO songs. Since I brought up mash-ups, If anyone wants me to attempt to mash-up a song for you, then please PM which song you want me to mash-up and I'll PM you back with the finalized version. I'm pretty good with music so I'll try my best to do it.

Songs

Baby,Baby by Amy Grant

Again by Lenny Kravitz

Quote-a-Day

"In my world, everyone's a pony and they all eat rainbows and poop butterflies!"
―Dr. Seuss

Oh, Dr. Seuss how you make me chuckle. I've never wanted a pony, because I'm a male, but this suddenly made me want one. Especially one that can poop butterflies! Dr. Seuss has made an imprint in all our lives at least one time, and don't even lie, you know it's true. So there is the quote of a day. Feel free to share your favorite quotes!

Let your imagination thrive in the spirit of Quotes!

I apologize for any grammatical mistakes, I feel like I've made one, even after re-reading it over and over again. I still think that there is something wrong with my grammar; I just can't figure what it is. So if you know please feel free to tell me what it is!

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