"We all make mistakes. Don't let that be the reason you give up on somebody."
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"One more time." Luke said as he, Reggie, and Julie were practicing for their next gig, and as they finished the last chord that was when Alex decided to join the trio.
"Oh, hey Alex." Reggie said, announcing his presence.
"Where have you been? We need to start practicing."
Alex being confused looked at the three. "Yeah? For What?" Just before any of them could answer, Flynn decided to make her appearance with a joyful smile on her face. "Dance news! I don't have a date, but I don't care because I'm so psyched to see you guys perform."
"Oh man! We're playing a dance?" Alex questioned, not enjoying the gig that they got as he looked towards his friends. Luke falling back onto the chair behind him, looked at his friend. "Of course, dude. That's how we get a following nowadays." Quoting what Julie had said earlier to him when he had also complained about the news.
Julie smiled at the boy, letting out a brief chuckle. "Yeah, get with the program, Alex."
"What!" Flynn exclaimed, "The guys are here? Hey, guys!" She happily started waving towards nothing, not realizing she was facing the wrong way. "Other way, sweetie." Julie stated, causing the girl to let out an oh, before waving the correct way, Reggie happily doing it back to the slightly embarrassed girl.
After raising an eyebrow towards the girl, looked back at the band. "Ok, well,now that Alex has raced us with his presence, can we start working?" He asked, wanting to perfect the song more.
"Yes!" Julie looked over towards her friend with a smile. "We're gonna rehearse, you wanna stick around?"
"I'm suppose to blow up 500 balloons for the school dance, but this sounds way better." Flynn stated, earning a weird glance from Alex. Yet, before the band could get ready, Carlos ran into the garage going through Alex.
"Hey, Julie! Remember those orbs in Mom's pictures?" He asked, looking at his sister as he placed the photo down on her keyboard. "I think they're ghosts, but don't worry. This room is clean." After looking all around the room, and not 'sensing' anything. "I'm not getting the ghost tinglies."
Reggie smirked at the little guy. "Wrong again, little dude."
Luke on the other hand couldn't help but smile bitter-sweetly, at the kid as he couldn't help but remember the same optimistic viewpoint his little sister had for the supernatural. How he would always embark on ghost hunting adventures with the guys every October, due to it being the most spiritual month of the year, at least that's what Em use to believe. It even made him laugh a little when Carlos produced a salt shaker from his pocket, as he remembered how much salt was wasted on that specific month because his sister believe that was the only way to protect them from evil ghouls and ghosts.
Yet, it slowly disappeared when he slowly reminded himself that he was in fact now a ghost, as he quickly brought his feet up from getting hit with the white grains, while watching Alex get hit and being overdramatic as usual.
Julie rolled her eyes before gesturing for Flynn to help distract Carlos with her head. "Oh! Carlos, you know who's hungry? Me, salt me a path to the kitchen." With a smile, the two of them left leaving Julie and her ghost bandmates to themselves. "Shall we try this again?"
"Yes, please. But remind us later there's some Sunset Curve songs to show you." Luke smiled at Julie, causing her curiosity to rise. "Ooh! Show me now." Laughing at the girl's eagerness, Luke just nodded before going to his guitar case and grabbing his second prize possession. Just before he handed it over to Julie, he saw a familiar song sticking out of the composition notebook. "Home is where my horse is? Reggie, stop putting your country songs in my journal."
"That was a gift." Reggie exclaimed upset that Luke threw his song on the ground.
Rolling his eyes, Luke slapped him in the shoulder. "Thanks, buddy." He said before leaving the boy and heading towards Julie. "I dog-eared the ones that I think you would slay."
Julie couldn't help but smile at the boy as he was trusting her with something that was very close to him. So she happily skimmed through the pages, only to stop at one specific one, that looked to be something that Luke constantly was fixing as it held scratches, side notes, and tears. Yet, the name of the song did peak her interest more than anything. "Who's Emily?"
"That one's not dog-earned." Luke exclaimed worriedly, as he didn't want to bring up his past with her just yet, the two not noticing the looks that Reggie and Alex held on their faces, as Julie pulled the notebook closer to her. "If you could only know that I never let you go. Wow, Luke, I didn't know you were such a romantic."
Alex walked closer to the two, hoping that he could diffuse the situation quickly. "He's not, that one's actaully about-"
"No one." Luke interrupted as he quickly grabbed the notebook back from the girl. "Uh, that's just something that I tried, and..." He could feel his throat starting to close up a little, as he had no idea how to continue what he was saying, so instead, he flipped to another song, and gave it back to the girl, with a shaky smile. "But if you go to the next dog-eared page, I got a tune that's just, it's got a killer beat."
With that he started to strum the guitar riff he was all too familiar with, getting smiles from the other two ghosts while Julie just nodded her head, recognizing the tune clearly. "So you wanna sample."
"What do you mean 'sample'?" Luke could feel himself ask.
"Sample someone else's music." Julie smiled, as she remembered her godfather and dad constantly jamming together. "Me and my dad used to sing that song at the top of our lungs all the time, with my godfather being that it is his song."
"Nope." Shaking his head, "It's a classic our song."
"Pure sunset curve, never heard of Trevor Wilson." Reggie smiled, only to earn a glare from the girl. "Not to be rude towards your godfather or anything Julie."
Alex, shook his head agreeing with his friends, not wanting to believe that someone might have stolen their songs. "Maybe you're mixing it up, you know, with another song."
Julie, now feeling a little offended, due to them basically calling someone she use to treat as a family a liar, looked at the boys. "I don't mix up songs, trust me. I use to be friends with his daughter, and my family and I either hung out with him here or his house all the time. So, trust me I know that song." So, seeing how the guys were still unsure with the girl, she reach over to grab her computer and pulled up a photo of her godfather with her parents on their wedding day. "Yes, I have to admit his first album had a bunch of hits, but none of his latest stuff is as good."
When the three of them got to see that man who stole their songs, Luke couldn't help but feel anger spread through his veins, at the man who use to be their friend. "That's Bobby."
"Seriously, I just told you his name is Trevor."
"Ok, great." Alex stated, as he too felt a little angry at the man. "Then he changed it, all right? That's definitely Bobby, he was our rhythm guitarist."
"Trevor Wilson was in your band?" Julie question, briefly looking over at the silent brunette as he continued to glare at the photo.
"Julie, what were his other hits?" Luke felt himself ask, as he set his guitar down and turned his back towards the group as he grabbed the darts for the dartboard.
"Get lost."
"Yeah, I wrote that." Luke stated as he threw one dart into the board.
"Long Weekend?"
Another dart into the board, as Reggie responded this time. "Yeah, Luke wrote that one too."
Feeling all the trust she once had for someone she held highly in her life slowly crumble, as she stated another song from the top of her head. "Crooked Teeth?"
"And that." Alex stated, as once again another dart went into the dartboard, as Lukes's anger grew more and more. "It was about Reggie."
"What? I thought it was about you!" Reggie started pointing at the blonde, not reading the room to understand that now wasn't the time to talk about it. "I don't like that song anymore."
"Wait!" Julie exclaimed, rising from her seat. "This is freaking me out, Trevor's songs are kind of big to me, he's the one who introduced me to rock."
"Yeah, Luke introduced you to rock." Alex stated as the three looked towards the brunette who angrily pulled the darts out of the board, only to continue throwing them back.
"So this whole time, I thought you were connected to my dad," Alex and Reggie once again looked at each other, as new questions started to come to light. "But instead, you're connected to Carrie's dad? Out of all people, it had to be the one girl who had it out for me."
Clearing his throat, Alex looked towards the Molina girl. "All right, well, add it to our list of questions."
"Back when Carrie and I were friends, and when Trevor was close to my mom and dad, the four of us used to talk about music all the time. He never mentioned you guys." Julie said, not realizing the hurt looks Alex and Reggie displayed as they realized that Emily and Trevor never said anything about them to Julie, Carlos, and the world almost like they never existed.
"And that's unbelievable!" Luke shouted, "Ok, he can take all the credit, and he doesn't even mention us?"
"And he's rich." Julie sighed, adding the fuel to the already flaming fire. "He has his own helicopter."
Luke, not being able to control himself anymore threw the dart harshly, as it missed the board and instead lodged itself in the wood, as his eyes started to glaze over from all the pent-up feelings, as the three other members talked about his wealth. "It's not about the money!" He yelled, fed up with everything now more than over. "It's about the music!"
"It's a little bit about the money though!" Reggie said, Alex, adding on. "A little bit about the money."
"He could have shared it with our families, maybe then my parents wouldn't have had thier house turned into a bike shack." Reggie added, only to regret it once he saw Lukes's jaw twitch, tightening even more than it was originally, as Luke glared at him.
"What he did is steal our legacy." He said towards the group, before looking over towards Julie. "Where does he live?"
Letting out a sigh, Julie looked at her hands. "Above the beach in Malibu." She muttered, only to hear Alex mutter that they should teach Trevor a lesson, causing the girl to look back at the trio. "Wait, what? Guys! We have to rehearse for the dance, this is our first gig!"
Yet, before she could say anymore they were good in a poof, leaving Julie alone as she realized that she allowed three angry ghosts to wreak havoc on someone she use to call a godfather.
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Meanwhile, outside the Wilson's residence, Emily stood debating if she should knock on the door or make a run for home as she somewhat regretted coming back to the home she spent most of he life visiting before Mark had passed. Remembering her late husband, was what pushed her hand to hit the wood and wait for someone to answer the door, which so happened to be her goddaughter, who she hasn't seen in a very long time.
"Aunt Em!" Carrie shouted happily, as she hugged the older woman with all her strength causing Emily to smile as she did the same back. She hated that she hasn't been able to be there for Carrie like she use to, being that she and Trevor had a falling out a year prior.
"Hey, Carrie. It's been awhile since I've seen you." She smiled as she held the girl an arm's length away. "Wow, you have grown to be a beautiful young lady." The compliment caused the girl's cheeks to glow a little pink as she dragged the older woman into the house, after closing the door behind them.
"Thanks aunt Em." Carried smiled, as the two walked over to the kitchen joining Nick in the kitchen who was on the other side of the island. "Nick, I would like to introduce you to my lovely Aunt Emily."
Nick raised his hand in a friendly wave, causing the woman to do the same, as she looked around to see things haven't changed since the last time she was over visiting. "Hey Carrie, is your dad around, he was suppose to give me some stuff of Marks."
Carrie just shrugged her shoulder, not really knowing where her dad was just yet, as she could feel her mood dampen a little. Even though Julie and she were no longer close like they use to be, she still remembers all the time the two and their fathers would spend together jamming out to music that they would write together. It still hurts her that her father denied the two from going to Uncle Marcel's funeral for some unknown reason, as after that Julie and Flynn started to become bitter towards her.
"Uhh, last time I checked he was flying back from a radio interview. He should be here any minuter though." After clearing her throat from the mental breakdown she faced for a second, as she snuggled closer to her aunt, understanding the pain she could be going through right now. "How about you tell me what Carlos has been up too, its been awhile since he ranted to me about his daily adventures."
Emily just laughed at her goddaughter, as she explained the new ghost adventures he has been going on, not realizing the three ghost that was close by.
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As the guys looked at the different nick-knacks that Bobby had on display, they couldn't help but be jealous of the accomplishments he made from their work. As they ranted about the different songs he released that were originally written by Luke and the guys years ago. Yet, one song caught Luke's attention.
"He recorded, 'My Name is Luke!" He said before he angrily gestured towards himself. "MY NAME IS LUKE!"
Reggie could feel his eyes widen, as he gestured toward the brunette. "Wait, wasn't that the first song you made for Emily?"
"Yes! I made it for her when she kept mixing me up with Mr. Smiths dog, Duke."
After stating that, the guys watched as the front door opened up, showing the one man they all hated at the moment. Reggie angrily pointed at him. "It's him!"
"Hey, Carrie!" Bobby yelled, not sensing the three ghost presence that surrounded him. "E is suppose to be coming over, can you tell her I'm upstairs mediatating."
"E is already here." A familiar voice said as she stood next to the couch, looking at Bobby and unknowingly three ghosts. Bobby took off his sunglasses slowly, as he walked through Reggie and headed towards the girl he hasn't seen in nearly a year. "I didn't really think you would show up, to be honest."
Emily, just rolled her eyes, "Well, when you said you had some of Marcels stuff, I figured why not. Plus I wanted to see my goddaughter, being that I decided to stop visiting due to her prick of a father."
"Ok, yes I do deserve to be called a prick." Bobby sighed, running his hand down his face.
"Oh, there is so many more words to describe you Trevor, but I'm sadly on a time crunch. So, can you just give me the stuff and I'll be on my merry way."
"Follow me." Bobby said, realizing that he was never going to get through to the girl, no matter how hard he tried, as the two walked up the stairs, leaving the three ghosts to watch the duo.
Reggie just sighed. "I still can't stand him." This caused Luke to nod as he started to walk up the stairs. "It's time for his past to haunt him."
Yet, before the two could walk upstairs Alex grabbed the twos jackets pulling them back. "Maybe we should let them be for a second." Earning Alex a weird look, from the two. "I mean we are here to get revenge on Bobby, but Julie's mom has nothing to do with it." Alex looked towards the raven-haired boy, as he deciphered that if they went up there Luke might find something out about Emily.
"I agree with Alex." Reggie quickly said as he help Alex pull Luke in a different direction. "Plus we can plan more on how were going to get revenge on Bobby. I vote we give him a wet willy!" As the three discussed their revenge plan on Bobby, allowing the two old friends a moment of peace.
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Bobby and Emily walked into a bedroom, that use to be where she and Mark would stay when the family spent the night at the Wilson's house. As Emily sat down on the mattress, Bobby went towards the closet that held all the things that Mark would keep here when the two would work together.
"I may have been touring and doing some interviews, but I finally was able to go through his old work room and found some of the things he left behind." Placing the box that was filled with all the memorabilia that was all too familiar to the woman. "Figured you want it."
As the heavy box was placed on her lap, Emily couldn't help but laugh at the few visible photos that were on display for the two to see at the moment. With careful fingers, she grabbed the first photo, that showed her and Marcel on their first date, causing a laugh to leave her mouth. "I remember how angry my parents got at Mark when we took this photo."
Bobby, confused, looked over her shoulder only to also laugh as he remembered the reason for the photo. "Yeah, I rememeber him asking me if paintball was a good idea for a first date. I completly forgot how you were sometimes when pushed into anything competive."
"I think after that, Mark no longer listened to your advice, unless it was absolutely necessary." She smiled, wiping the tears from her face as she sat the photo to the side, seeing more funny memories of the two. One caught her eyes, as she grabbed the photo, of the three together on the one day she will always hold close to he heart, it was her and Marcel's wedding day.
"He was so terrified that you were going to get cold feet and leave him or he would do something that would screw your guys relationship up." Bobby laughed, as he stared at the photo of the one day he was happy to be there not only for himself but also for the members that were no longer with them. "Luke would have loved Marcel."
Emily just smiled as she remembered the one day that she was honestly happy, but also sad as she experienced the one moment without the most important people in her life.
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All Emily could feel at the moment, was anxiety as she paced around the room her white dress trailing behind her as the heels of her shoes continued to click behind her every step. She could feel herself getting closer to a panic attack when a knock resonated through the room making the girl come to a halt. "Emily, are you ok?"
With a sigh, Emily slowly opened the door to see her best friend standing on the other side, looking at her curiously. "Yeah, totally fine."
"E, I know you and when you say fine, its never fine." Bobby sighed before pushing the door open and letting himself in to get a good look at the girl. "What's wrong? Your not getting cold feet or anything?"
Emily's eyes grew large as she swung her arms around. "No, No!" A quick chuckle left her red-painted lips. "Trust me, I am very sure I want to marry Mark."
Bobby let out a sigh, at the girl's words, but he still could tell something was wrong. "So, why do you look close to having a mental breakdown?"
Not being able to look at the man, that was the only person close to her brother she had left, she turned her back to him rather fixing the white dress that seemed to be a little too snug on her body. "Do you think he would be proud of me?" She whispered as her chest contracted a little.
Hearing what the girl said, he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Emily Rose Patterson, soon to be Molina, I promise that Luke would be jumping for joy that his little sister found someone that is willing to love her forever. Even Reggie and Alex would be proud that their 'sister' was able to find someone who is willing to handle you and your corkiness."
The two now smiling and laughing as they could clearly see the three guys being there to celebrate her engagement. "I just wish sometimes that they would have listened to me when I told them to stop eating those dang street dogs, that would..."
"Em, if they had known they would have passed because of them, they would have never ate those street dogs if it meant they got to see you today." Bobby smiled as they nodded their heads before the two hugged each other. "Now I think it's time to get this wedding started, its now or never."
Wiping underneath her eyes and double-checking that her makeup was still decent Emily and Bobby walked out of the room to meet her father. A smile adorning his face as Bobby handed her off, that way he could take his place as Man of Honor, not before giving her a peck on the cheek. "You ready kiddo?"
"More than anything." Emily smiled as she followed her bridesmaids down the aisle to the awaiting new life that she was ready to take with her family, friends, and love. As she quickly rubbed the little pendant on her neck once for good luck as she whispered. "I love you guys."
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Pulling herself from the loving memory, she felt herself graze her finger on the two photos of Marcel holding Julie and Carlos when they were born. "He was so exicited when I told him he was going to be a dad, I remember how he immeidatley stocked up on every rock CD he could, deeming that one of his kids were going to be musically gifted unless he said other wise."
Smiling at the memory, as he remembered the night he found out he was going to be a godfather to Julie. "Yeah, I remeber it was around 3 O'Clock in the morning when Mark called me to tell me the news. I was at first angry at him for calling me that early, but when I realized I was going to be an uncle, that tiredness was long gone."
"You and Marcel were so close, it was weird to think you guys weren't brothers." She smiled as she placed the object back into the box and placed it on the ground. "He really cared about you and Carried more than anything."
He could feel the tears pressing and burning his eyes, but not wanting to cry in front of a girl who didn't deserve to see his mistakes, Bobby reached underneath the bed to pull out an envelope. "I know that I have no right to speak his name, but with your guys birthday coming up, I decided now would be the perfect time to give you this." He suggested placing it in the girl's shaky hand as he could feel his heartbreaking that he wasn't able to comfort the girl he thought of as a sister as he use to.
Emily, traced her finger over the messy handwriting that belonged to her late brother, as she built the courage to see what was inside the envelope. Inside was a little polaroid of a little boy holding a baby girl in his arms, his teeth on display as he showed off his missing two front teeth as he stared at the little girl. On the bottom of the little photo, was the handwriting of her brothers as it said, "Me and Emily's first birthday together!" in his messy handwriting.
No longer caring about her hate towards the man who sat next to her, she leaned her head on the guy's shoulder as she continued to sob in his shoulder. "I miss him Bobby, I miss my brother and Mark so much."
She whimpered as she continued to hug the only person who truly understood her pain at the moment, as she continued to cry.
So... it's been a while. Don't hate me!
College has been interesting, and very time-consuming for me, plus tbh I'm also been very distracted with my roommate constantly bugging me in some very annoying ways. So, due to me not being on for a long time I decided to make this a very long update, and I hope you enjoy it.
I am also kind of glad I took my time to come back and update, because I have an idea with Emily and a certain ghost, and no it isn't the ghost your thinking probably. But, be ready to find out what I mean in the next update, and get ready because soon will be on Unsaid Emily and I'm so excited for that episode because we get to finally have Luke find out about his sister and Neice.
Other than that, I hope you love the update and a little more of Bobby and Em moment, plus we got a little Carrie and Em moment which makes me happy. Anyways love you guys and stay safe.
-Mech-x4fan