Author: MusicalWheaten PM
"Now son, I'm only telling you this... Because life, can do terrible things" Based around the song Terrible Things by Mayday Parade.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Tragedy - Hayley S. & Jake C. - Chapters: 12 - Words: 21,733 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 02-04-12 - Published: 11-27-11 - id: 7589465
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I finally wrote the scene I was stuck with, and since I'm done with the fic I plan to post the reminder every friday... One chapter every friday... I make them shorter. since yeah...
Nick I don't even know how to tell you this part of the story. How should I tell you this part of the story. I guess I could sum it up, maybe thats the best way to describe, infact I don't think words could describe it. That my dear son was the day you were born. It was one of the happiest days of your mom's and my lives. My life was perfect Nick, I had an amazing wife, a beautiful baby boy, and my dream job. I thought here it is my happily ever after. Thats how it was supposed to be right? Happily ever after. I think thats it for now Nick. We'll talk more later." I spoke watching as my son got up quickly and left the room.
"My dad ended the story so weird tonight." I said on the phone with Holly.
"Hows that Nick," she asked.
"He kept saying how is life was perfect, and he got happily after, and how everything was perfect. He kept emphasizing the word was."
"The story doesn't have a happy ending, I thought you figured that out."
"I did it's just. I don't know Hol."
"Hey, look I gotta go, but I'll see you tomorrow."
2 Months later.
"Its been two months and your dad still hasn't finished the story?" Lucy asked. Her mom had finally been convinced to let Lucy stay here in Lakewood. Which made both Lucy and her dad happy. Her mom still seemed nervous, but after hearing more about Lucy's uncle Chino, I'd be more worried if Lucy was away instead of at home.
"Yeah, its he keeps telling me little snippets now. Mostly about me when I was a baby, and the movie, but nothing more. It's like he's lost the will to tak about it," I sighed.
"Have you tried just asking him," Jayden asked appearing from who knows where and slinging an arm around Lucy.
"You know I hate PDA," she snarled shaking his arm off. That's a shocker, they started dating almost a month ago.
"I have he's just being really weird," I sighed as Holly joined us.
"You could just demand answers," she spoke.
"He won't tell me. There's an ending I know. But he won't tell me then ending."
"That made very little sense," Jayden said staring at me.
"It makes a lot of sense," Holly laughed.
"No it doesn't,"
"Yes it does," Lucy now stated.
"Why am I confused then," Jayden asked suddenly.
"Because you're kind of the dumb one," Lucy stated flashing him a flirty smile.
"You guys are mean," he said fake pouting.
"But no I gotta get going." I stated as we had begun to walk outside.
"Need a ride," Jayden asked.
"I think I'll walk."
"Don't say he didn't offer," Lucy stated as she and Jayden headed for his car. I watched as Holly got into her moms car, and then I began to head home. The walk home seemed to go faster then normal. I entered through the kitchen door as always and dropped my backpack unto one of the chairs, before heading to the fridge for a snack. I grabbed an apple, and a mountain dew. I went back to grab my backpack and headed upstairs to my room. I dropped my backpack on the floor, and sat down at my computer desk. I opened my laptop, and logged into my email. There was an email from an address I've never seen before. I clicked it first. The address was .com. I slowly began to read the e-mail.
This might be the weirdest thing to happen to you, but my name is Annie Steele. You're mother was my daughter, which I guess makes you my grandson. I got your e-mail from you're father, whom I ran into a few weeks ago. I haven't seen you since you were just a little boy, that was almost 13 years ago. Does your dad talk about your mom? When I asked him how he had been doing after everything he seemed nervous. I'm sorry this e-mail is so weird. I just don't know what to say to my only grandchild, especially one I haven't seen or had any communication with since everything happened.
I stared at the e-mail and read it over and over again. I had no clue what to think anymore, I sighed and reached into my pocket for my phone. I needed to talk to Holly, and I needed answers from my dad. I quickly dialed Holly's number and waited for her to answer.
"Hey Nick," she said once she answered.
"Somethings just weird. I got this email from my mom's mom today. She asked if my dad talked about my mom, and some other stuff. She said she wished she had been able to talk to me sooner."
"Do you have any idea?"
"Not really Hol. I just want this story to end. I feel like he's starting to tell me the same story over and over and over again."
"This is really upsetting you, you need to tell him what you just told me."
"I don't think it'll be that east Hol."
"You'll never know until you try."
"Bye Nick," she said before I heard the phone click. I shoved my phone back in my pocket and went to find my dad. I walked quickly back down stairs and to my dad's office. I knocked twice on the door, and waited for a response.
Okay guys so I set up a tumblr blog for Catastrophe called DearCatastropheReaders go there to see the progress As I write it. I want to be about half way done when I start posting. I have 2 chapters done already... Also I'm changing my user on here to MusicalWheaten to go with my youtube, twitter, and main tumblr blog.