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]103Please respect copyright.PENANApeZUYDIJf8
I need to feel something103Please respect copyright.PENANA4gMEFeByKp
So my heart won’t turn to stone103Please respect copyright.PENANACiPD903eDv
Been chasing shadows in the hallway103Please respect copyright.PENANAJ8oJWWt1py
Just to not feel so alone
My thoughts creak like floorboards103Please respect copyright.PENANA7DccjXrLuu
In a house that no one owns103Please respect copyright.PENANACmwl4zLh4H
You came in, said we’d fix it103Please respect copyright.PENANAxDVFaNsRjO
Then left me here on my own
[Pre-Chorus]103Please respect copyright.PENANA0z3I7kwKyK
There’s hesitation in your voice103Please respect copyright.PENANAS3pxnmGEE2
I wish I didn’t notice103Please respect copyright.PENANA9v6raA1LVW
You promised me you’d call—103Please respect copyright.PENANApGc8xJbZpX
Like I wouldn’t know you broke it
[Chorus]103Please respect copyright.PENANAnFgF5jvjwU
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me103Please respect copyright.PENANAGsmrKWrWYD
Where my lungs should be103Please respect copyright.PENANA7RnPZpyxLA
You took the breath out of me103Please respect copyright.PENANA02iJMHeNrL
Like a comfortable liar103Please respect copyright.PENANAsIRuVNJvRO
And I’m tired103Please respect copyright.PENANAmCmWDccFJV
Of laying in this fire103Please respect copyright.PENANAdJJt5ipgGL
The more I see, the less I’m alive103Please respect copyright.PENANAENuHzq8ZOO
Can you tell I’m not alright?
[Verse 2]103Please respect copyright.PENANAsC98Sk6IbG
I replay things you said103Please respect copyright.PENANAKGQbzwPlG9
Like a song stuck in my teeth103Please respect copyright.PENANA9M4CDlHima
Words that meant forever103Please respect copyright.PENANAm0liXNJ9rL
Now just rot underneath
You said “we’ll figure it out”103Please respect copyright.PENANAqAIRo1p4v0
But you never said when103Please respect copyright.PENANAZgnODLUBvT
I think I’m starting to believe103Please respect copyright.PENANANMWiA1KY95
You never meant to begin
[Pre-Chorus]103Please respect copyright.PENANAU1KtWm58vb
There’s silence in your absence103Please respect copyright.PENANAFbBTCjergX
And it’s loud enough to break103Please respect copyright.PENANAutnALUnff5
You swore you’d fight the dark for me—103Please respect copyright.PENANA1xijyk9zl2
Then left me wide awake
[Chorus]103Please respect copyright.PENANA8HOlMwhdic
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me103Please respect copyright.PENANApVjM13BIoD
Where my lungs should be103Please respect copyright.PENANARAREeN8bIH
You took the breath out of me103Please respect copyright.PENANAFWQ6HGkDB8
Like a comfortable liar103Please respect copyright.PENANAe4KlkaT5ih
And I’m tired103Please respect copyright.PENANAddPeKZZd6Z
Of laying in this fire103Please respect copyright.PENANAIVILtJlWvJ
The more I see, the less I’m alive103Please respect copyright.PENANABqQHzf7rm2
Can you tell I’m not alright?
[Bridge]103Please respect copyright.PENANAg0hzh0AKHx
I need to be something103Please respect copyright.PENANA6fv34Z8K5a
So my past lets me go103Please respect copyright.PENANAxwYHi2KaNK
I need to live again103Please respect copyright.PENANAOcxntCSiKm
Before this pain becomes my home
You’re fading like a dream103Please respect copyright.PENANAgfGChcFeFE
That I wake up from too soon103Please respect copyright.PENANA4aXd5SUrPj
And I keep screaming in my head103Please respect copyright.PENANAM9xd6SzoNZ
But it’s just echoes in my room
[Final Chorus]103Please respect copyright.PENANAEykl21Os0b
I’m drowning ‘cause you left a hole in me103Please respect copyright.PENANA54YS3ZcQhf
Where my lungs should be103Please respect copyright.PENANAJlbbVaYwwk
You took the breath out of me103Please respect copyright.PENANAR5evJA7cG7
Like a comfortable liar103Please respect copyright.PENANAdDU38HSiEI
Now I’m colder103Please respect copyright.PENANAp6DgVTDcn8
But not any wiser103Please respect copyright.PENANAVOWsqgSTF3
The more I see, the less I’m alive103Please respect copyright.PENANAH2RhY2KvUt
I’m still breathing—103Please respect copyright.PENANAx9REHqlXsG
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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