HOLLYWOOD
DECEMBER 1994
We've been fighting for hours, screaming and yelling. I have this feeling as if I'm watching this unfold from a distance. Like a scene in a movie.
"MOM WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE SUPPORTIVE OF WHAT I WANT" I yell as I grab my sweater off the back of a chair and shove it into my bag. I knew what I wanted to tell her but it's like what I wanted to say disappeared from my mind.
"LUCAS PATTERSON. I WILL NOT HAVE MY SON IN SOME SILLY LITTLE BAND. WHAT ABOUT YOUR FUTURE" Mom says stomping her foot at me.
"REALLY MOM? YOU'VE NEVER HEARD US PLAY. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT" I yell back as I pack up a few select things. "MUSIC ISN'T A STABLE CAREER LUKE" Mom yells, chasing me into my room.
"WE HAVE A REAL CHANCE AT GREATNESS AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET THAT GET AWAY FROM US," I say as I hold back the tears gathering in my eyes, my anger levels rising.
"WE WILL TALK ABOUT THIS WHEN YOUR FATHER GETS HOME," She says as I throw my guitar bag over my shoulder. "NO, WE WON'T, GO TO HELL MOM," I say running out the door, hoping on my bike.
"LUKE STOP RIGHT THERE" Mom cries, running after me down the driveway. But I've already left. I know that I should stop. Turn around. But my pride takes control of my emotions. I hear Dad's car pull up behind me as I take off.
"Luke? It's late" Bobby says opening the door. "I have nowhere to go. Can I stay in the studio for the next while?" I say taking a deep breath. "Yeah of course man" I sigh in relief.
"Wanna come in? Talk about it?" I nod as I walk into the house. We never talk about our emotions but I just need someone to rant to. Reggie's parents always fight and Alex's parents don't like me for obvious reasons, so Bobbies it is.
"For the past year or so we fight all the time. Our days were spent in silence because neither of us would apologize first" I say as we sit down on his couch. "Guess you're alike that way" Bobby chuckles.
"You know I always know what I want to say to her. I've imagined the perfect scenarios but I know they are just in my head and won't happen" I say huffing, putting my head in my hands, shaking my head.
"I would take everything I've said back, just tell her that I love her and that I regret it all. If I could just do that maybe things would be better" I continue ranting, not really letting Bobby get a word in.
"The last thing I told her was to go to hell. I told my own mother to go to hell. Fuck I regret all of it. I didn't say goodbye, there was no time in the fighting" I pull my head up, my hands and face coated in my tears.
Bobby rubs my shoulder while giving me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me" I laugh, wiping my tears away. "Don't apologize. As a matter of fact, don't sleep in the garage, your sleeping in our spare room, come on" He says leading me upstairs.
"Thank you," I say as I drop my bag on the ground. "Anytime. Guys are coming over for rehearsal, do you want to keep this between us?" He asks, leaning against the door frame. I nod, "I'll tell them later"
The room is nice and big. A huge window out looking the studio and a decent sized walk-in closet, I mean I could probably touch the walls standing in the middle with my arms extended.
I sit in my new room and decide to do a little writing. "This is stupid," I say scratching out a few lyrics. "Shine together? Bright Forever? It's stupid" I say throwing my notebook across the room.
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