Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

I wanted to see Hunter.
I had to see him. But I didn't know where he lived. I sighed.

What kind of girl didn't know where her boyfriend lived?

I tried calling him but he didn't pick up. I threw on some short shorts and a hoodie. I brushed my hair and put on some mascara so i didn't look like a total mess.

I looked in the mirror. I let my hair cover it up ad i made my way downstairs.

I grabbed my chemistry book and started studying after I plopped unto the couch. I saw a graded piece of paper and I look down at it.

It was the graded biology interview paper. I smiled at it, remembering the day I met Hunter.

After some studying, watching TV; and talking to Kenzie, the doorbell rang.

Hm Who would be here at this time?

I silently walked over to it and looked out the window. To my relief it was Hunter. I was happy to see him.

He was standing on my doorstep, wearing loose jeans and a black t-shirt, which matched his eyes. His usual style. You could even see his well-built body through his clothes.

I opened the door and he engulfed me in a hug, lifting me off the ground in the process. I could tell he was happy to see me and he hug me like he had no intentions of letting go.

I didn't want him to.

He placed me down and planted a kiss to my forehead.

"You don't understand how much i missed you."

I blushed and smiled to myself.

I took his hand and led him over to the couch, where he caught sight of my dad's old guitar.

I remember he used to sing to me and my mom after he would come home from work.

Sometimes he would teach me songs and I would play them on the guitar during my free time.

The memory brought a sad smile to my face. I really missed him.

Hunter picked up the guitar and brought it over to me. "You play?"

I shook my head. I still sing sometimes but I haven't used the guitar since his death.

"Come on Savannah. Play for me." He stroked me hair and gave me a puppy dog look.

He was irresistible.

I laughed. "Okay, okay."

"Which song?" I asked him.

"Any." He replied, urging me to go.

I decided to sing one of my favorites

"White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes," I began.

"Burnt lungs, sour taste
Light's gone, day's end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for a better life
This time, we'll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the Class A Team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upper hand
Go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Or angels to die"

I finished and he smiled.
"Savannah! you're amazing! Why haven't i heard you sing before." He exclaimed.

I shrugged, feeling my cheeks turn pink.

"I haven't sung since my dad died."

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