I walked the empty streets, scars littering my skin, but those who are near scatter at the sight of me, I hated that I had no one to turn to when i needed to

Ans I hated myself...When I was young I was much like my prime version...But I'm the one who took the wrong path, I blame him, but after I stole those files from that zone cop, his life is worse than mine

" move it bitch " I snapped at the chick in front of me, I didn't want to say it, but I can't do anything to change any more...it's too late for me to change

She ran, afraid for her life, I soon heard a gun shot, I walked in the direction she ran, only to see her on the ground, a hole in her head, eyes open with horror and i couldn't help but feel guilty....

I walked away from there, I can't live like this any more! Why can't I die!! All this is my fault, if i hadn't killed my father, then life would be different...but mine wouldn't be, it would still be shit...

I just walked aimlessly, but something caught my eyes, it was a broken guitar...the sides scorched, the strings snapped and the neck broken in half, it was all i could pay attention to

If my prim version can play one, why can't I? i pick it up and begin to walk back to were i sleep under a bridge, when I got there i sat down and looked it over

I think I can fix this....

~~*~~

I watched as Scourge sat under the bridge, a broken guitar in hand, what is he doing?

" sir what are you doing?" Zespio asked

" keeping an eye on Scourge " I muttered as i didn't look away from the screen

~~*~~

It had been a week since i had found the guitar, I just stared at it as i ate an apple, i don't even know how to fix it...Well i can start by finding some paper and maybe a pen or pencil

I stand up and head towards the city, I know there's paper there, but I don't want to be there, I sigh to myself and go

I walk and walk, when i get there I start looking, but every piece i come across is covered in filth or rotted away, I growl to myself, so i go to the trash

All i found was a broken pencil, but it will do, now i just need paper...I sigh and continue to look around, but found nothing, and there was nothing to steal, because everything was gone

I began to walk back to the bridge, I avoided everyone I could, stealing this from them when i walked past

when i got back, there was a pile of paper, a few pens and pencils and a booklet with a picture of a guitar, I growled in annoyance and kicked it, paper went flying everywhere, the pens and pencils scattered and the booklet hit a tree

I sat against the stone of the bridge and held my head in my knees as i just sighed, but it began to rain, my eyes snapped open

I immediately got up and picked as much pare as i could up, i got the pens and pencils and lastly the booklet and ran under the arch of the bridge

I sighed as i put it all down onto the cardboard box I sighed again and sat on the sleeping bag i had, i stared at, i looked at what had been put here by someone

I looked to the guitar and to the trees, so i stood up and walked into the poring rain and grabbed some sticks, i didn't care

~~*~~

He had kicked the stuff i had left for him, but then picked it back up and put it somewhere safe, then ran into the rain and grabbed sticks for something

I watched him sit back down, he pulled out a knife and began to cut into the wood

~~*~~

Try after try i didn't stop, i just kept trying, but then i got it right, i had made a new neck for the guitar, and had found things to replace the small pieces missing, i had fixed the base of the guitar, but the wire was left here, much like the paper, pens and pencils and the booklet....

but i had no idea how to tune it....i guess i'll have to skip that and tighten/lessen it when i have to

I looked at the booklet that was under a rock, much like the paper, so it wouldn't blow away

I strummed the strings, i kept at it, until the tune sounded right, I grabbed the booklet and found it was instructions on how to play the guitar, I rolled my eyes, but i used it anyways

I practised and practised, over and over, but no matter if i got angry and walked away, i always came back,  i don't know why but I just did...

{Weeks later}

I sat in the nearby forest, I could play the guitar like I had always known, but I have sung to myself only a few times, but that was because I was practicing the how to play in tune

Sheets of paper in front of me, writing on it, I had written a song....

I took a deep breath and beganto play

"Ask you what you're thinking about
Ask you what you're dreaming about.
See life is full of doubts
You don't know what you're talking about.
You tell me what's on your mind.
But how can you be so blind.
I'm the one who's hurt." It sounded as if Blue was singing this and not me

"But I'm just inverted
In the chaos I see the bliss
In the mayhem i see the abyss
Just repeat relieve it at the most
They're just ghost." Every word I said was true, chaos was bliss, but mayhem would lead to an abyss of distruction

"But I'm just inverted
In the chaos I see the bliss
In the mayhem i see the abyss
Just repeat relieve it at the most
They're just ghost.
They're just ghost.
They're just ghosts." I repeated the verse

"I will be all your desire
But you let me burn in the fire
Spend my days tryin to impress
Fill up your emptiness.
I don't know what else to say
I can feel you pull away
You don't understand where i come from.
Coz you're just ghosts" this was how I felt when Fiona betrayed me and left me, but what I didn't know, was that things around me started yo change

"But I'm just inverted
In the chaos I see the bliss
In the mayhem i see the abyss
Just repeat relieve it at the most
They're just ghosts." I hear myself sing

"In the chaos I see the bliss
In the mayhem i see the abyss
Just repeat relieve it at the most
They're just ghosts.
They're just ghosts." I stay in tune with the strum of my guitar that I had restored

"Watching you fade away.
Don't let me disintegrate.
Don't leave me on my own. (they're just ghosts)
Watching you fade away.
Don't let me disintegrate.
Don't leave me on my own" I hated being alone, but inside i knew I wasn't

"In the chaos I see the bliss
In the mayhem i see the abyss
Just repeat relieve it at the most
They're just ghosts.
In the chaos I see the bliss
In the mayhem i see the abyss
Just repeat relieve it at the most
They're just ghosts.
They're just ghosts." I finished the song, and looked around, but there was a flower that wasn't there before, growing out of the ash filled grass

"A new beginning for us all" I mumbled to myself as I then walked back to the bridge

OK so my insperation for some reason are coming from songs...I'll probably update again later, so stay tuned!

And here are the music vidios from the last two chapter

Thanks for reading

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