I walk beside her, her face filled with laughter as I tell her how I tripped on stage once and fell face first during the tour. I love her laugh. "And then... Luke you thought...",she laughs,gaping for breath. "I...can't...breathe!",she says. I laugh. "Hey, Mikey? Remember when Luke thought...he thought...he thought Canada was a U.S. Colony?!",she laughs.
My face reddens. "I do not!!!". She nods,her face almost turning purple.
"You used to!!!",she starts coughing. I pat her back as we get in the car. She calms and giggles once more. "I haven't laughed like that in a long time.",she admits. She leans up to hug us all. "It's good to have you guys back.",she whispers,tearing up.
"Awwww, Rainbow!!! Don't cry!!!", Mikey says, all of us hugging her.
"I love you guys. And when you came back... I was so happy!!". She turns to me. "And Luke. I'm so sorry for leaving you. I'll never break contact again.",she swears. I nod and put my arm around her. I love this girl. And when she looks up at me and smiles, I fall a little more.
She goes upstairs to change. I head to the bathroom to change. After were all in pajamas,she comes down with a box. It's plain white. She sits down by me and looks at all of us. "Guys, remember my dad?", she asks. We all nod. We're the only ones she trusted enough to let in. She looks down at the box and opens it. "He loved you all and knew one day that you'd make it.", she says, reaching into the box and pulling out four black leather bracelets. She hands one to each of us. "He made these for you." They say: Tomorrow Never Dies. The fist song we played for him.
She pulls out a letter and gasps. "He wrote us all a letter!", she says. She begins to read.
Let this be said to all of you. You were never the cause of what happened to me. There are some things you didn't understand. You probably won't even understand now. I love you all. You brightened my day. You are all wonderful in your own way. Don't let anyone else tell you different.", Charlie reads. She stops to calm.
"I wanted to give you guys some things. First, Mikey.". Mikey smiles slightly and listens up. "I leave to you my wonderful collection of hair dye,in which I collected every color from every state. Have fun. Ashton, to you I leave my favorite drumset. The one you loved even more? Rock on!". Ash grins and bobs his head.
"Calum. God boy, did I always wanna give this to you! To you I leave my signed copy of the first Ramones record. I hope you like it!", she says. She has pools of tears ready to fall.
"Luke. I thought long and hard about this one. But I believe I have made the best decision. I give you all my Nirvana records, and something even more special. My...my...my daughter.",she reads. We lock eyes,tears streaming down or faces. All of us are crying now.
"Treat her with great respect and love, for if you don't, I will come back and take you back with me. I trust you with my daughter's safety."
"Charlie. Baby girl. I love you more than life itself. You will always be a part of me. I hope you don't think about my accident as your fault. I love you. Don't forget that. For you I leave my ten-million dollar trust fund. Along with my car. Tell your mother I love her honey. I love you. And remember this. It's okay to fall in love. It's okay.",she crys.
"All of you. Fight. Fight for your humanity. Fight for your friends. Your family. Your love. Your friendship. Your everything. You are all loved. You all may be dealing with some demons,and that's okay. At least you've got each other to get through it. Help each other. And remember. You. Are. Loved." She drops the letter and let's the rest if her tears go.
We all get up and hug each other. "Guys, I'm so sad. Why'd he kill himself? Why'd he leave me? I loved him so much!",she crys. I pull her up to me. Her eyes are red and bloodshot.
"We all did." She lays her head on my shoulder and we keep crying, remembering that we're loved.
I lay her down and lay beside her. None of us wanted to sleep down stairs, so were all in Charlie's room. Me and her on the bed, Ash, Cal, and Mikey each on their own small air matress. I turn the T.V. on and stare at the ceiling. He left me his daughter. I love his daughter.
"Cuddle...",Charlie yawns. I smile and wrap my arms around her waist. I don't dare tell her this is SO much more than cuddling. She starts to drift to sleep. I rub her back as her breathing slows, sleep taking over. She is loved. I am loved. Ashton is loved. Mikey is loved. Cal is loved. WE are loved. I lay my chin on top of Charlie head and sleep to the rhythmic sound of everyone's breathing.
Sorry. Death. Sadness. Love. Happiness. Anger. Sorry.