Broken and Content.

Chapter 1.

"I could write about ten ep's worth of songs just about those birds over there," I mumbled to myself, guitar in arm. Ever since stepping back from Pentatonix, my head has cleared tremendously. I don't have to worry about missing Christmas, or being left out of family activities. Although I missed my band mates, I was finally happy. Finally at ease.

"Hey, little brother." I looked up at the sound of my older sister's voice. A smile spread across my face as the two of us were very close. "Hey. Thought you'd be on your way to becoming a bridesmaid by now?" Esther shook her head, a look of disappointment shadowed her sharp features. "There is no wedding. I didn't ask questions, but they broke up."

"Oh man.." I slightly tapped the side of my guitar, not really sure of what to say next. Man, I loved Kirstie. If you'd ask me who I missed the most of my former mates, I'd say Kevin. However, it was actually Kirstie. Her smile could brighten anyone's day. And that laugh. Oh my sweet baby Jesus, that laugh. "Mm. I'm sorry. I could see how excited you were."

"It isn't about me. She was so happy. So ready. But something changed. Lately, she's been so distant with everyone. So cold. Nothing has given her a reason to smile and it's worrying me." I could hear the concern in Esther's voice. She genuinely cared about every single person she met, but she's always had a soft side for Kirstie. Mainly because she's always wanted us to be together, but thinks don't always work out the way we want them to.

"I hope she's doing alright.." I whispered, setting my guitar beside me on my trusty picnic blanket. I laid back against the old oak tree behind me and let out a long sigh. My eyes scanned the scenery. It was beautiful. Oh, how I missed this. Just staring at the acres of nature before me blocks every single bit of reality from my head.

"She asks about you a lot, you know." And just like that, reality comes swarming back. "She's always wondering what you're up to or what you're thinking about daily. It's sweet." I was at a loss for words. "I mean, she followed me on Twitter again recently. Kind of shocked me." Esther chucked as she leaned back against the tree as if to be closer to me. I love her and all, but come on. She's over thirty and I'm very near. Personal space is my favorite thing. "She's so broken, Avi. I'm scared for her. I'm not calling her the suicidal type, but these things happen. I can't imagine waking to hear that Kirst has liked, died of a broken heart or something."

Man. What she was saying actually hit something in me. Kirstie was always so smiley and happy, but after I announced my departure she's been so weird. It can't be because of that though. We were close, but haven't been for years.

"What do you thinks wrong with her?" I asked, monoing out my voice as much as I can. "She's just going through a lot. She must've had a change in heart towards Jeremy. I don't know though. It seems more to it."

I didn't contribute much to the conversation after that. I simply pulled out my phone and opened Twitter, silently typing in Kirstie's user in the search bar. I didn't have her number anymore, so I figured a dm would work.

"You're probably surprised to hear from me." I wrote, pretty skeptically. "I've been talking to Esther about you and I'm concerned. Heard about everything. Get back to me when you get the time, I care."

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so, this has been drafted for quite sometime. if you guys could give some feedback, that would be great. i miss writing, but i need a change in heart. much love to you all.

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