Forever With The One I love ( Sequel to The Song. ) ( GazettE love story.)

The Paper.

Sabine's POV.

I was at home, reading the papers I had gotten the class to write on the people they admire or are inspired by. Most of them were, brothers sister's, mom's , dad's.   Until the last one that literally made my breath stop.

Jimmy " The Rev " Sullivan was a drummer. He was also a son. A brother. Somebody's bandmate.  Somebody's best friend. I never knew Jimmy Sullivan and I guess now I never will. Did you ever wonder what it would be like if you weren't you anymore? If you were suddenly gone how would your world react? Whatever you imagined was wrong. There's nothing romantic about death. Grief is like the ocean: it's deep and dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night. Quiet. Persistent. Unfair. Diminished by time and faith and love. I didn't know Jimmy Sullivan but I'm jealous of him because I know  how his absence has affected the people that did know him so I know that he did matter to them. And I know he was loved. People say Jimmy Sullivan was one is the best drummers who ever lived, and I agree.  Graceful. Fluid. Inspiring, Careing, Possibly Slightly Insane, Talented  Those are just some of the words  that I think describe Him .Some people say that if we all could hear him play just once more everyone would have stood there quietly, just listening.

When I finished reading it, my eyes glance to the top of the page to see who wrote it.

Mika Nakashima.

Mika's POV. (Yaa New character.)

I opened the door to my house and went to find mom and dad. But of course they are arguing again. I just went to my room and Slammed the door as hard as I could. Then I turned to the light switch. I turned it on and off for about five minute, running up the hydro bill.

"ha that''ll teach'em " I though to my self.

I sat on my bed and pulled out my earbuds and started listening to Evanescence. I almost fell asleep when my brother Nobuo came in.

" Hey sis dinner " he said shaking my foot.

" Oh boy another friendly dinner with the Nakashima's. " I muttered annoyingly.  Then I followed him down stairs.

The picture of the girl is Mika Nakashima.