Abigail’s POV
Sam and I were up all night, our only light source the blue glow of his monitor and the occasional flicker from the half-melted candle we forgot to blow out. We’d ditched our usual Friday night at the Saloon—sorry, Gus—because this was more important. We weren’t just making a song. We were building a piece of Sebastian’s soul.
Sam hunched over his laptop, laser-focused, piecing together every lyric with a kind of reverence I’d only seen him reserve for pizza or vintage guitars. I laid down a few drum samples, hunting for the right beat until one finally clicked—a sharp, echoing rhythm that felt like heartbreak on loop.
Sam used his computer to pull some of Sebastian’s saved synth recordings. They were haunting and mechanical, eerie in a way only Sebastian could make sound intentional. He added a guitar riff that somehow cut through the darkness like headlights in fog. It was beautiful, a perfect match to the pain tucked into the lyrics.
The vocals were trickier. Sam, the usual human golden retriever, had gone full perfectionist. He was determined to do justice to Sebastian’s words, even if it meant twenty takes and losing his voice in the process.
“I think that was amazing,” I said after he finished the final chorus, his voice raw but steady.
He pulled off his headphones and rubbed his eyes. “It still needs more... him.”
I chewed on my thumbnail. “It is him. Every part of it. The dark chords, the synth, the melody, that riff you played, and his words—his words.” I paused. “He’s going to be the only one listening to it, remember? And if he hates it, we’ll scrap it. But if he hears it and sees what we see…”
“If he doesn’t throw a chair at my head first,” Sam muttered, smirking.
I grinned. “I printed out the lyrics, just in case we needed a backup.” I handed him a sheet.
Sam double-checked the printout, then laid it beside the laptop. He clicked a few buttons, and we both leaned in, each taking an earbud.
“A Heart Worth Breaking” (Sebastian’s Song)
[Verse 1]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs2uzvSdHi9
I need to feel something70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjk4BkYQiwB
So my heart won’t turn to stone70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7cGs2TS1iJ
Been chasing shadows in the hallway70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSKDHGnMCxh
Just to not feel so alone
My thoughts creak like floorboards70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXsaTRa6Z8B
In a house that no one owns70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6xCmFupFKa
You came in, said we’d fix it70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkzejZ2qbV7
Then left me here on my own
[Pre-Chorus]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5wctrDPYON
There’s hesitation in your voice70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvc0Rw5HAIs
I wish I didn’t notice70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFgzAFkfABb
You promised me you’d call—70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQEtIRKXRgv
Like I wouldn’t know you broke it
[Chorus]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKLGgTf1j1v
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtyfgBVqKak
Where my lungs should be70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTp6xSzEhCC
You took the breath out of me70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjYluVqDB67
Like a comfortable liar70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1G9JQaPvb7
And I’m tired70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfqsj0HNd17
Of laying in this fire70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3qgP8fqtJt
The more I see, the less I’m alive70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSHpxioCOnI
Can you tell I’m not alright?
[Verse 2]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrE98kyZkxQ
I replay things you said70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWkyd1hfxul
Like a song stuck in my teeth70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPyKEAx47MC
Words that meant forever70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3vI4Jqa3PH
Now just rot underneath
You said “we’ll figure it out”70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZZovUogequ
But you never said when70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTwBImLSk78
I think I’m starting to believe70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWqteap3RBN
You never meant to begin
[Pre-Chorus]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLEOXsUWAKt
There’s silence in your absence70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Y9WYKchoG
And it’s loud enough to break70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO4sCUMBXMq
You swore you’d fight the dark for me—70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIetD3embLo
Then left me wide awake
[Chorus]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmUODp4snKS
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhYVq8ch6vc
Where my lungs should be70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfcJZeHhcwE
You took the breath out of me70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡILUNOykn9H
Like a comfortable liar70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡovJuxhE3LJ
And I’m tired70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtYhKVYPWPC
Of laying in this fire70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ89fHkTB2Yc
The more I see, the less I’m alive70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsCTDF9euZN
Can you tell I’m not alright?
[Bridge]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCAwJ4nKsPF
I need to be something70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX2y2uP9iFH
So my past lets me go70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwh8cmtuWGC
I need to live again70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO9q80I7J3u
Before this pain becomes my home
You’re fading like a dream70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMx7a3ybeX5
That I wake up from too soon70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡie7qH4akHJ
And I keep screaming in my head70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ24apaAIIe
But it’s just echoes in my room
[Final Chorus]70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJJCFZrhzO9
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHSQTLSfF15
Where my lungs should be70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7pgmfQ8qqW
You took the breath out of me70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIjRKEU0bRn
Like a comfortable liar70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyD3tasmoow
Now I’m colder70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiePWxAyqmb
But not any wiser70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgDnGOtxjcC
The more I see, the less I’m alive70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTxQUS9dRmk
I’m still breathing—70Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ594BCjuLv2
But barely surviving
"Perfect. I think it's ready go, should we listen to double check?" Sam asks. I nod my head as pull on the headphones. One in his ear, one in mine.
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Alex’s POV
I took my usual evening walk, the summer air thick with warmth but edged with the kind of breeze that meant fall was waiting in the wings. Leaves hadn’t started to turn yet, but the way the light hit the trees—it was coming.
I passed Haley and Emily’s place, then Sam’s. The porch light was on, faint music humming through the windows. Probably another one of their all-night band sessions. Honestly, good for them. Stardrop Saloon was a fun gig, but I knew they were itching for something bigger.
The sun dipped low as I passed Marnie’s. Her cows blinked at me like they were judging my haircut. I waved anyway. As I rounded the bend near the pond, I saw her.
Haley. Squatting by the water with her camera, snapping shots like she hadn’t just spent the past five years acting like dirt was a death sentence.
“You know,” I said, smirking, “when you asked me to be your lighting guy, I thought you meant for pictures of you.”
She jumped, then groaned. “God, don’t sneak up on me like that. And no, dummy. It’s for the nature.”
“I didn’t know you liked photography,” I said, genuinely curious.
She turned those ice-blue eyes on me. “Well, maybe that’s on you.”
Fair enough.
“I think it’s cool,” I said. “The camera—it looks vintage. Where’d you get it?”
Her face shifted slightly, voice quieter. “My dad. Before he and my mom… left.”
I didn’t push it. She fiddled with the lens like it would distract her from the weight of what she said.
“You’re really good,” I said instead. “Like… weirdly good. Are you entering that Pelican Town Art Showcase thing next month?”
She looked up, surprised. “No. Why?”
“Because you should,” I said, shrugging. “Your photos feel like they’re telling a story. Like you’re trying to… I don’t know. Freeze a feeling or something.”
Haley blinked at me, and for once, didn’t have a sarcastic comeback. She just stared. Then—
“Okay, philosopher. Who even are you?”
I laughed. “Don’t get used to it.”
She smiled, and it hit me a little too hard in the chest. For a second, the pond, the light, her camera—everything felt like it was supposed to happen.
“Maybe you could be the model next time,” she said, a hint of challenge in her tone.
“Only if I get artistic control,” I replied. “And final approval. And maybe a crown.”
She laughed. “Deal.”
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