Younglings

John Winston Lennon

Two weeks latter...
Georges pov
I woke up feeling like shit once again.
My eyes stung my brain stung.

Polly and I were going to New York today.
I could tell she was sad as well.

Its almost like you never really know how much a person means to you until you loose them.

John was the most amazing man. He didn't deserve to die.

Flash back
1956
Georges pov
Paul was introducing me to the quarrymen today.
Maybe I could join? I know Polly would be so proud.
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I walked into Paul's house, I was met with an older boy.
"Paul your bringing a child into the band?"
He said.
"John give em a break! He's not to much younger then us. Especially from me."
Paul exclaimed.
"Princess Paulie your lucky I let you join. You may be older then this lad but you got the face of a two month baby!"
I couldn't help but chuckle.
"Shut up John you twat."
Paul walked out and I looked at John.
He gave me his hand.
"John."
He said.
"George."
I shook his hand.
Flash back over.
I remembered this memory while Polly and I were on the plane.
I hadn't spoken to her in awhile.
Sure I felt bad but I just need some time.

I knew she understands that as well.

Polly's pov

It's been two weeks since John's horrific death.
George and I were flying down to his apartment to collect some stuff.
Apparently Yoko said that John told her that if anything happened to him she would have to give these things to us.

I obviously thought it was mainly for George.
But Yoko said John had something for me.
This surprised me because John never took a liking to me after I told him George and I were getting married.

Anne was staying with linda. Anne loved Playing with James Paul's son so it's really a win win.
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I was shook awake.
"We're here Polly."
George whispered.

I got up and we hailed a cab down to the Dakota.

Once we got there I took a deep breath in.
This is where he died.
I thought.

George grabbed my hand and we walked in.
"We're here for Yoko."
George said to the receptionist.
I started walking to the stairs.
"It's room 8! I'm going to take a walk so Yoko will be up there for you."
George said while he walked out.
I nodded and walked up to room 8.

I knocked twice and shortly Yoko came to the door.

"Hey Yoko I'm sorry for your loss."
I said.

She nodded and I followed her into there apartment.

She looked at me.
"Just gimme a sec."
She ran up stairs and came back down with a box.
"John said that if anything were to happen to him. You needed to have this."
She said.
I half smiled and took the box.

I said my goodbyes to her and walked down to Central Park.

I sat down on a bench and opened the box.

There was a big piece of mental.
I slowly took it out and turned it around.
I nearly dropped it.
It was the part of the truck John and I slept in.
He had carved our names into it.
John+Polly
      1959
Forever.

I didnt remember him putting forever on it.
He might of added it.
My eyes were way past watering.
I placed the piece of metal beside me.
There was a note.

Dearest Polly,
I don't think you'll ever read this. But I'm writing this for me.
Do you remember the time I told you I loved you? I meant it and I still do today.
Yesterday you told me you were engaged with George. I knew this was going to happen. But it hurts so much. I love you Polly! I've loved you since the day I set my eyes on you.
But George got there first, and I know I'll never compete with the time you spent with him.
I just want you to know that I love you. I will love you forever. I'll love you to the day I die.

Love John.
Xx

I dropped the note.
I was crying to hard my eyes were hurting.
He loved me all this time? But never ever told me.

"Why didn't you tell me john!"
I yelled. I probably looked crazy but I was letting out all my emotions.

I picked up the box and put everything back into it.

"Why didn't you fucking tell me?!"
I yelled again.

"Because I knew you wouldn't be able to know."
I turned around.
"Who's that??!"
I yelled slightly scared.
"I never told you because you had George and I had Yoko."

"Who's that?"
I started choking my words out.

"I didn't tell you because I loved you so much that I couldn't see you hurt."

"W-whos t-hat?"
I fell to the floor my knees hitting the cement.

"I didn't tell you because I love you."
The voice slowed down.

I shut my eyes. I was lying down on the wet cold hard cement.
I thought of john.
I thought of his teddy boy years.
His long hair years.
His 1967 years.
I though of him.
And then the voice spoke one last time.

"Im sorry Polly. But you just remember that I love you."
I smiled and fell asleep.
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"Polly?!"
"Polly??"
I jolted up.
"John?!"
It was George.
It was now dark out the street lamps lighting up the park.
"It's me Polly. John's gone."
I started crying again.
I jumped into Georges arms.
"He can't be gone! I heard him."
George patted my hair down.

I was freezing and wet and hurt and tired.
But all I could think about was John.
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Oh my!! So sad.
I know things may not be correct but just go with it.
There will be maybe like 4 chapters left.
Brace your selfs Because the end is sad as shit!
I'm crying already.