She Is Home To You, But Everything To Me

Pity Party

Just FYI! The song Raven's gonna play is called Pity Party by Melanie Martinez. For my story I want Raven to make up the song. Oh, and I know the time frames are messed up. I'll fix that later.

"Do you know what you wanna do at the studio?" Craig asked after a moment of silence.

I nodded.

"Are you going to work on that song that you wanted for your birthday?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No. I'm gonna make up a song about my birthday. And one day Corey'll find it and realize how much he was ignoring me." I growled.

Craig didn't say anything else after that.

Once we were all situated at the studio, I walked up next to Craig.

"I know how I want it to go." I said.

So I showed him what type of things I wanted to here, and showed him certain sound effects I liked.

And eventually, I was able to make up the lyrics.

Then I was ready to sing.

Honestly, I was nervous.

I wanted Corey to hear this song. And I wanted realization to hit him like a punch to the gut at how long I waited for him to awknowlage me.

Craig gave me a thumbs up. Telling me that the song was about to start.

I took a deep breath.

I was ready to sing my heart out, and pour all my hate and sadness into the song.
I wanted Corey to FEEL my anger.

'Did my invatations disappear?'

'Why'd I put my heart on every cursive letter?'

'Tell me why the hell no one is here?'

'Tell me what to do to make it all feel better.'

'Maybe it's a cruel joke on me.'

'Whatever, whatever.'

'Just means there's way more cake for me forever.'

'Forever.'

'It's my party and I'll cry if I want to. Cry if I want to.'

'CRY, CRY, CRY!'

'I'll cry until the candles burn down this place.'

'I'll cry until my pity party's in flames.'

Once I was done with the song, I was in tears.

But I was proud at the same time.

I sang pretty damn well for a fourteen year old.

I turned to Craig, who had a sad smile on his face.

I walked over to him. "You did great." He said softly.

I smiled sadly like him. "Thanks."

"What are you gonna do when you get back to the house."

I looked up at him.

"I'm not going back."