chapter eleven

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luke's pov:

I reluctantly pull the paper out of my pocket, the one that Cara gave to me.

She said it was one of her favourite songs, so I'm going to surprise her, I'm going to dedicate it to her.

I pull the paper out, and its only written in one paragraph.

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim, a darkness in the valley,
we can live like Jack and Sally if you want, where you can always find me.

And we'll have Halloween on Christmas, and in the night we'll wish this never ends.

It's written neatly in bold pink cursive writing, and it says
finish this with your own words<3
at the end of it.

So I'm going to do that for her.

I get my notebook out and title a new page.

I didn't remember what she said it was called, so I'll just write I miss You.
Because that's true.
I do miss her. Almost as much as I miss Carrie.

I wrote the beginning down:

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim, a darkness in the valley,
we can live like Jack and Sally if we want, where you can always find me,
We'll have Halloween on Christmas, and in the night we'll wish this never ends. We'll wish this never ends.

I write what comes from my heart.

I miss you, I miss you.

Good one Luke, keep going. Keep going, and don't freak out.

Breathe.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Where are you? And I'm so sorry, I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight, I need somebody and always, this sick strange darkness
comes creeping on so haunting everytime.

I wish my writing was neater.

And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders, catching things and eating their insides, like indecision to call you.

That was okay. I hoped. Gosh, I hope she'll like it.

And hear your voice of treason

Okay.

Will you come home and stop this pain tonight? Stop this pain tonight?

No, no one can physically heal me.

Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head. I miss you, I miss you. Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head, I miss you, I miss you. [Repeated about 4 times]

I'm kind of glad that was over, its so stressful writing songs when you don't know what to write about.

But with her, she's so similar to Carrie in so many ways, and I hate it so much. She reminds me
so much of her.

And I was going to find out why.

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