That's the Way ~ The Story Remains the Same Sequel

Chapter Four

Today was February 14th. Valentine's Day and I'm spending it alone. I just got home from a twelve hour recording session. We had to fix all the nooks and crannies. Besides one or two songs we're done. We just have to wait for Stella to come here to record her part. It's been a bad winter in Jersey so far. Luckily both Mike and Stella are coming here tomorrow. However she won't record it till Monday.

I set my keys and purse on the table by the door. I kicked off my shoes before walking into the living room seeing Sarah and Danny laying on the couch watching t.v.

"Oh hey Hazel how was your day?" Sarah asked getting up from the couch like nothing happened.

"Long, stressful and lonely" I answered truthfully, "I'm probably going to go drink a beer, go upstairs and fall asleep."

"I'm sorry to hear about your day" Danny said drinking his beer.

"Oh before you go and do that there's mail for you." Sarah said handing me my mail.

I grabbed the mail from her and headed to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator to get a beer and headed up the stairs. I closed my door and dimmed my lights. I set the mail on my bed so I can put on James Brown's 'It's a Man's Man's Man's World'. It's a great album. James Brown's voice can echo in any room you're in.

I sat on my bed to go through my mail. Three of the envelopes had a small amount of bills I had to pay, one was my bank statement and one stupid junk mail. Two of them were letters. One from Jimmy and one from, and too my surprise, Lisa. I opened Lisa's letter first.

Dear Haze, February 10th

Hey Haze. How's it going? I really miss you. I would call but I'm all over the place. I've been with so many people since I moved out here. Right now I'm with this band, Black Sabbath. They're from England, you might know them. You might know them since you're with Jimmy? How is he? Papers say that they are making new music but also not. You're also in a magazine. They were talking about how Jimmy's been spotted with a new girl and the girl is you in the picture. I also heard from a friend that you are making an album. Is that true? If it is Congrats. I knew you were going to do it someday. Maybe when you're on tour I'll see you. I'm always backstage but that's depending on where I am or who I'm with. It's amazing. I've been doing what I'm doing for about six months. Like I said I meet so many people and it's nothing like Jersey. Speaking about home...How's ma and dad doing? Are they still upset? I really didn't mean to do it. I wasn't the perfect child in their eyes. It was always about you when you weren't at home. Ma would always ask me why I wasn't like you, why I wasn't smart as you, why wasn't I as talented as you. I couldn't take it anymore so I decided to leave. I wanted my own life. That's why Lori and I ran away. She knew people on the scene and so I joined her. It's really nothing new to me. It's something I knew how to do well. and I loved it. So now you know the story. I hope you aren't mad at me. Oh before I go here's my address. 8931 St. Ives Drive, Los Angeles, CA 90069. I spend most of my time there when I'm not with a band.

Love, Lisa

P.S you're the only one who still calls me Lisa. Everone calls me Chelsia.

I shook my head in disbelieve. Lisa just called me two months ago telling me she was a groupie now she lives in L.A. Part of me wanted to call Mom and Dad but part of me felt like she needed to do this on her own and to learn life the hard way. I just wish she didn't do what she was doing. I don't know what I'll write to her. I'll probably write to her when my head is clear and not upset from what she wrote. I got off my bed and sat the letter on my bookshelf. Her letter can wait a couple days. I grabbed a notepad so I can write to Jimmy in whatever he wrote. I sat on my bed and took a sip from my beer. I opened the letter Jimmy sent.

Dear Love, February 12th

Happy Valentine's Day. I know it would have been our first Valentine's together and I wish we spent every second of the day with each other. Every time I look up at the sky at night I wish you were next to me. I think about you while looking at the stars too. Truly beautiful. I'm really having the best of time but it would be better if you were here. It's going to be hard the next few months. I don't know if I can last that long without you. I wish I can wake up next to you at the crack of dawn and fall asleep with you while the twilight is at its high. I wish I could kiss those sweet lips of yours. I wish I could make sweet passionate love with you throughout the night like that night on Christmas. So many things I want to come true and not only wish for. I love you so. I just can't wait to see you. When I come back in June, I'm going to take you out to dinner and spend the whole night making love. Just thinking about you makes me want you more and more.

You would truly love it here. I most certainly guarantee you would be outside the whole entire time. I just miss you so. I'm sorry you have to spend Valentine's alone and your birthday. I promise that dinner will make it up. Wear something nice that day.

Love you so,

Jimmy

I held the letter close to my chest. It may have been short but it was sweet. I really thought he would forget to write but I was wrong. I put the letter down so I could write him back.

Dear Jim Jam, February 14th

Happy Valentine's Day babe. I miss you more than you can believe. There's always next year if we are both not busy. I really wish I was there with you but I have work. It's lonesome without you. Not hearing your voice through the phone. Seeing your eyes smile while you smile. Won't you take a photo of the sky? I'm sure it's much lovelier than it is here. I know it's the same sky but every place is different. I promise you, June will be here before you can blink your eyes. It's only four months away. It will be here soon. I might just take up your offer for dinner. Same Italian place we went to on our first date? Maybe we can get dessert afterwards if you know what I mean. Don't worry and don't be sorry for not being here today. I'm used to being alone on this holiday. So don't sweat it. However, remember that I love you and we'll see each other soon. Oh and don't forget my interview from Friends and NME are going to be out soon.

Love,

Hazel XOXO

I folded the paper into three parts so it would fit in the envelope. I copied the address that was on the envelope he sent me. I closed it up and put a stamp on it. When I'm I out tomorrow or Monday I'll send it out.

I left the letter on my nightstand while I put my pen and notepad away. I got off my bed and finished my beer. Shut off my record and the light. I hopped into my bed and snuggled up under my blankets. Four. More. Months.