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Morgan knew that he pushed David's button in the bar on last Saturday. He set himself next to him on the couch in their apartment, taking one look at him, who was gazing at a basketball game on TV sipping his beer. "You know, it wasn't your fault." Morgan said abruptly.
"I know." David replied without looking at him.
Yes, it was an accident. The relationship with Lindsay was over a long time ago before she got into a car accident in LA. After high school graduation, she moved to LA. When David heard the news from their mutual friends, he was in Columbus. He was relieved to hear that she had been saved from death. But it was short lived. The accident took fertility from her.
David didn't know how long he held his breath when he was told about her aftereffect. The days they were yelling at each other, the decision she made, the guilt he felt, all the memories overwhelmed his entire body. He was coward. He couldn't visit her in hospital. He didn't even call or text her. Why did it turn out like this? All he wished was her happiness.
Some older people said that problems young people like high school students suffered from were no big deal. It was totally bullshit. Youngers didn't know how to handle a situation, let alone they couldn't find a solution. Older people could just put them into a neutral area easily or make an excuse whatever they wanted and move on with their lives.
David snapped up his head as Morgan cursed at TV. The Cavaliers was losing again. "Dude, don't blame it on LeBron."
Morgan glared at David. "What kind of Cavs' fan are you?"
David just shrugged before he stood up to get another beer.
Rachel took a deep breath in front of the door. She was nervous. She had to sing her song to other people for the first time. The song, that she poured all her feelings into. She knocked on the door three times with her shaky knuckle.
"Oh, hey, Rachel." Morgan opened the door and let her in.
Rachel greeted back and followed Morgan into the living room where was modest, cozy and cleaner than she had imagined. She could see an upright piano on the corner, next to the shelf of vinyl collection.
"Are those…" When Rachel was about to open her mouth to ask about the vinyl collection, David came out of his room.
"Hi, Rachel. Are you ready to sing your own song?" He entered his kitchen. "What would you like to drink?" He asked over his shoulder.
"Water's fine. Thank you." Rachel approached to the dining table, putting a basket on it. "Um, I brought Rachel Berry famous banana bread to you."
"You didn't have to do that." David handed a bottle of water to her. Morgan snitched a piece of the bread without permission before David slapped his hand. "Hey!"
Rachel laughed. "I wanted to. You know, I really appreciate your help." David offered her to sit at the table. "Um, speaking of my song, I'm going to sing along with chord progression only. I haven't thought up a band accompaniment to the song yet, which I'd like you to help today."
"Okay," David rubbed together his hands, "let's hear it out." He pointed to his piano, encouraging her to start. David and Morgan moved to the couch.
Rachel opened the keyboard cover and set a music sheet in front of her. After she warmed up a little, she closed her eyes, inhaled, exhaled. She opened her eyes and put her fingers on the keyboards quietly. Then she started singing.
What have I done?
I wish I could run away from this ship goin' under
Just tryin' to help, hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world in on my shoulders
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep makin' a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take it for me to get it right?
To get it right
Can I start again?
With my faith shaken, 'cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes
But if I get stronger and wiser, I'll get through this
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep makin' a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?
So I throw up my fist, throw a punch in the air
And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair
I'll send out a wish and I'll send up a prayer
And finally someone will see how much I care
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
Oh, my best intentions keep makin' a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take to get it right?
To get it right (*)
Silence enveloped the living room as she finished. Rachel shut her eyes for a moment before she slowly turned toward her audience sitting on the couch.
"I know, it's lame and stupid." Rachel looked down.
"N-no!" David sprung to his feet and walked toward Rachel.
It might not be a smash hit in music industry, well, only in case that she wanted to sell. But it wasn't important. With the words through her amazing voice, everyone could feel it, everyone could feel her, even if they didn't know the background story. That was why David and Morgan lost their words. They were simply stunned.
Especially for David, the words she had delivered overlapped his emotion.
"It was a great song. Really. You're the bravest person I ever know." David put his hand on her shoulder.
"Brave?" Rachel was confused.
"Yeah. Writing your own songs is very personal sometimes and opening up your feelings to other people is scary. You have to let the audience in." David joined her on the chair. "The words were very sincere. I don't know your story behind the song, but I know that everyone can feel it."
Rachel lost her words this time. David and she were in each other's memory for a while.
"I couldn't agree more." Morgan said from behind. "Are you really sixteen yet?" He added, trying to break the ice.
Rachel giggled. "Well, Rachel Berry never lives without drama!" She declared, sitting up straight. David and Morgan chuckled.
David stood up and grubbed several blank music sheets from the top of the piano.
"Okay, shall we start working on an accompaniment to the song?"
*: 'Get It Right' written by Adam Anders, Nikki Hassman, Peer Åström, performed by Rachel Berry (Lea Michele) on Glee 2X16 "Original Song"
Any thoughs?