What You Remind Me Of, chapter 3
MELODY'S POV
"... Marry me?" Travis was on one knee. Oh. Dear. God. If ever there was a moment that the world would just open up beneath you, this should be it.
"I... Wow... Ummm," I looked around. His family was there. Mine also. Our friends. People I loved. "Trav, I... "
Billie's POV
"Dude, this is an awesome song, man," Tre yelled as we sat in the studio.
"Yeah, Bill. It's great," added Mike.
"Huh, you like it," I said, pretending to be shocked.
"No, man, I was just shitin' you," Tre laughed. It had been almost a year since I had been in a studio outside of my home. A year with my wife. A year with my kids. Another year with out... Don't get me wrong, I love my wife. So fucking much, it's unbelievable. But you have to remember, that Mel... She'll always be with me. Always. I love her. She loved me, at one time. And yet.
"Ok fuckers, I'm gonna get some fresh air." I walked out of the studio.
Melody's POV
"I...," I said as I closed my eyes. When I open them, I said to God, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE let me wake up. Open eyes, they're still there. All of them. I pull my hand out of Travis's. I turn around and I walk out the front door. I run... And run... And run. And, finally, under a street light, I stop. I look around and see a small café. And, if I know Trav, which I do, he'll come looking for me. So I decide to go inside.
Billie's POV
I was just sitting in that small café. Just me. No one else. And I hear the bell on the door ring...
"... Marry me?" Travis was on one knee. Oh. Dear. God. If ever there was a moment that the world would just open up beneath you, this should be it.
"I... Wow... Ummm," I looked around. His family was there. Mine also. Our friends. People I loved. "Trav, I... "
Billie's POV
"Dude, this is an awesome song, man," Tre yelled as we sat in the studio.
"Yeah, Bill. It's great," added Mike.
"Huh, you like it," I said, pretending to be shocked.
"No, man, I was just shitin' you," Tre laughed. It had been almost a year since I had been in a studio outside of my home. A year with my wife. A year with my kids. Another year with out... Don't get me wrong, I love my wife. So fucking much, it's unbelievable. But you have to remember, that Mel... She'll always be with me. Always. I love her. She loved me, at one time. And yet.
"Ok fuckers, I'm gonna get some fresh air." I walked out of the studio.
Melody's POV
"I...," I said as I closed my eyes. When I open them, I said to God, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE let me wake up. Open eyes, they're still there. All of them. I pull my hand out of Travis's. I turn around and I walk out the front door. I run... And run... And run. And, finally, under a street light, I stop. I look around and see a small café. And, if I know Trav, which I do, he'll come looking for me. So I decide to go inside.
Billie's POV
I was just sitting in that small café. Just me. No one else. And I hear the bell on the door ring...
