Swan Song (A Cody Carson Fanfiction)(Completed)

Swan Song - Chapter 11

I stare at the stranger's chest, not wanting to look up at who it may be.

I know who this is; it's not Cody, or Austin. I just can't place it.

Then it clicks.

"Maxx?"

I look up to see Maxx, the drummer for Set It Off and one of Cody's friends starring back at me. We haven't talked much, the only time we did was when Cody came back. Come to think of it, we didn't even talk then to, he tried to talk to me at the New Year's Eve party but Cali took care of that. Why does he want to talk now?

"I know I'm the last person you want to see and we never shared words with each other but I need to talk to you."

I wrap my jacket around my chest, letting hug me as a source of comfort.

"Why? Did you follow me here to corner me? To make me feel awful? Well don't worry, I already do."

I try to walk past him but he blocks me, placing hands on my shoulder gentle, eyes flaming with plead.

"No I didn't this was just an accident. I've wanted to talk to you for a while but could never get a chance to. Please spare me ten minutes of your time tops. Please?"

I give a sigh of defeat as I nod.

"Fine, but we're taking a walk, I need air."

He nods, knowing it's the final answer.

"Of course, whatever you want."

I walk past him, breathing in the humid air. The rain stopped a while ago and puddles are everywhere.

Maxx follows beside me as we begin to walk the somewhat abandoned side walk. A cool breeze moves my hair as it fills the awkward silence between me and him as well. He wanted to talk yet he's not doing much of that.

I sigh in frustration as I run a hand through my hair.

"What did you want to talk about?"

My voice was harsh, not wanting to give any sign of weakness. Also wanting to show that I wasn't in the mood for anything he has to throw at me, hateful or not.

He stuffs his hands in his leather jacket pockets as he stares at his feet while he walks.

"I wanted to talk about the party. I know it's not what you want to remember but I just need to ask you questions."

I chuckle lightly and look straight ahead.

"Which party? I've been to a few recently cause apparently I'm so popular."

He laughs a little and scratches the back of his head.

"Both. First question, you knew Cody before our first encounter, how?"

I lump catches in my throat as he asks that. I would think he already knows. I guess Cody doesn't tell his band mates everything.

"We were friends before. Really good friends, that's kind of it."

He nods, biting on his lower lip as he gathers the information. Why did I tell him? I barely know the guy, what's wrong with me?

"Question two, after the New Year's Eve party, Cody was an emotional wreck, why did you say that?"

I send him a glare out of the corner of my eye as my fist clench.

Why did I say that? Maybe it was because during that time I was hurting. Maybe because it's been five fucking years since I saw him. Or maybe, just maybe I had the right to say that considering he tried to kiss me that night and it's been five years. Maybe just the fact it's been five years.