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Promise
Day 1
Diana laid in bed as Zacky read in the arm chair in the corner of their bed room. A mix of pain medicine and crying carried Diana into a stone sleep.
Day 4
The pain medicine is gone and out of Diana’s system. The few days of escaping her pain of heart is over as she stares blankly out of the bedroom window. Everyone has come to see her, trying to talk to her or get her to go somewhere. She hasn’t spoken a word in days.
Day 6
Momo and Zacky take shifts watching Diana. Diana has taken up small reading of magazines that Momo brings with her. She sleeps on and off but for no longer than half an hour and eats for Zacky’s sake.
Day 13
Small talk is all Diana can muster. She feels hollow and cold inside and knows there’s little hope for anything. She watches as Zacky is starting to look older in the matter of weeks, sunken eyes, thinned face, and hasn’t touched his guitar. She knows she’s hurting him.
Day 21
Diana sent Zacky out for fresh juice. She quickly slipped on clothes and the duffle bag she packed days ago. She left the carefully worded note on the counter and got in her car and drove off. When she parked and grabbed her stuff she quickly went through the ticket line and got through clearance and found a window seat. The stewardess announced the planes departure in a matter of minutes. Diana shut her phone off.
12 hours later
Diana grabbed her duffle bag and got off the plane. She found a man holding a sign with her last name and got into the car with him. He drove through the tight and narrow street until he came to a stop in a complex of homes and businesses. When Diana entered the small home she saw that most of her stuff had already arrived. She turned her phone on and listened to the first of many messages left.
Zacky hour 1
Diana had sent him out for fresh juice, something she rarely drank. When he returned home he decided not to park in the garage but just in front of it. When he came into the house he called for her which he didn’t receive a reply. He went upstairs to get her to find the bedroom empty. After a frantic search of the house he noticed that her car was gone and a small box sitting on the kitchen counter next to the vase with the wilted flowers from the hospital. He opened the box and there was a smaller box inside that he grabbed first. When he opened it he could feel the earth spin and his knees almost buckled. He shakily set the box down and grabbed the paper that was on the inside and began to read.
Zachary,
I love you. I really do and that’s why I’m doing this. The death of my brother was and still is difficult but with your help I knew we were going to get through this. Everyone was together on the healing path after my brother’s death. However, the death of our child is my fault. One that can’t be shared with someone, a lonely experience, even with you here it was like I was alone. I’m not myself anymore Zachary and that’s why I’m letting you go.
I plan on taking time to heal and find myself, a self that is separated from the ones I’ve surrounded myself around for years. After the death of Jimmy the music in my head died. The melody that always played, always asking to be played, is simply gone. Who am I without my music? Who am I without my brother or my child?
That is why I ask of you to not come looking for me. As selfish as it is, I need to do this alone. But while I’m gone, for however long that is or will be, promise me this, promise me you won’t stop living. You won’t stop being that flirtatious man I fell in love with. Promise me you won’t stop the music. Finish Nightmare. Dedicate it to Jimmy. Go on tour. Don’t stop what you love. And the day I return I won’t expect you to have open arms taking me back as your future wife because I want you to live and living involves meeting other people and falling in love. And it’s because I love you that I’m doing this. Goodbye Zacky.
Zacky read the note numerous times to make sure he read it correctly and each time felt like another dagger into his heart. He pulled out his phone and dialed her number. Voicemail. He dialed her again. Voicemail. He called her one more time. Voicemail. But he didn’t hang up.
“Diana please call me back when you get this. I need to talk to you before it’s too late. I love you please come back to me. Please don’t do anything reckless.”
Zacky hour 3
By now everyone had heard of Diana’s disappearance. With faith in her they opted out of involving the police. The guys plan on searching the city for her car in hopes of finding her.
Zacky hour 6
Diana’s car was found at the airport. Security said they saw a girl that matched the description they gave him going to terminal seven, Rome.
Zacky hour 10
More calls were made to her phone by not only him but everyone in hopes that she would answer. Zacky decides to check their room for any indication to her leaving. After a few minutes searching he finds travel magazines under the bed and number to realtors.
Zacky hour 13
His phone lights up with Diana’s number and quickly answers.
“Diana where are you?”
“I asked you not to look for me.”
“Diana this isn’t a joke where are you?”
“Where I need to be Zachary. I have to go now. I’m going to write you though. I decided on that the way over here.”
“Over where please Diana let me come get you.”
“Did you read the paper?”
“Of course I did love.”
“Then please keep those promises.”
The line cut off. Zacky sat back on the chair with a blank stare. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the small box and pulls the engagement ring out and sits it on his lap while he takes his necklace with a piece of Jimmy’s drum set off and unhooks the chain and adds the ring.
“I promise.”
Diana laid in bed as Zacky read in the arm chair in the corner of their bed room. A mix of pain medicine and crying carried Diana into a stone sleep.
Day 4
The pain medicine is gone and out of Diana’s system. The few days of escaping her pain of heart is over as she stares blankly out of the bedroom window. Everyone has come to see her, trying to talk to her or get her to go somewhere. She hasn’t spoken a word in days.
Day 6
Momo and Zacky take shifts watching Diana. Diana has taken up small reading of magazines that Momo brings with her. She sleeps on and off but for no longer than half an hour and eats for Zacky’s sake.
Day 13
Small talk is all Diana can muster. She feels hollow and cold inside and knows there’s little hope for anything. She watches as Zacky is starting to look older in the matter of weeks, sunken eyes, thinned face, and hasn’t touched his guitar. She knows she’s hurting him.
Day 21
Diana sent Zacky out for fresh juice. She quickly slipped on clothes and the duffle bag she packed days ago. She left the carefully worded note on the counter and got in her car and drove off. When she parked and grabbed her stuff she quickly went through the ticket line and got through clearance and found a window seat. The stewardess announced the planes departure in a matter of minutes. Diana shut her phone off.
12 hours later
Diana grabbed her duffle bag and got off the plane. She found a man holding a sign with her last name and got into the car with him. He drove through the tight and narrow street until he came to a stop in a complex of homes and businesses. When Diana entered the small home she saw that most of her stuff had already arrived. She turned her phone on and listened to the first of many messages left.
Zacky hour 1
Diana had sent him out for fresh juice, something she rarely drank. When he returned home he decided not to park in the garage but just in front of it. When he came into the house he called for her which he didn’t receive a reply. He went upstairs to get her to find the bedroom empty. After a frantic search of the house he noticed that her car was gone and a small box sitting on the kitchen counter next to the vase with the wilted flowers from the hospital. He opened the box and there was a smaller box inside that he grabbed first. When he opened it he could feel the earth spin and his knees almost buckled. He shakily set the box down and grabbed the paper that was on the inside and began to read.
Zachary,
I love you. I really do and that’s why I’m doing this. The death of my brother was and still is difficult but with your help I knew we were going to get through this. Everyone was together on the healing path after my brother’s death. However, the death of our child is my fault. One that can’t be shared with someone, a lonely experience, even with you here it was like I was alone. I’m not myself anymore Zachary and that’s why I’m letting you go.
I plan on taking time to heal and find myself, a self that is separated from the ones I’ve surrounded myself around for years. After the death of Jimmy the music in my head died. The melody that always played, always asking to be played, is simply gone. Who am I without my music? Who am I without my brother or my child?
That is why I ask of you to not come looking for me. As selfish as it is, I need to do this alone. But while I’m gone, for however long that is or will be, promise me this, promise me you won’t stop living. You won’t stop being that flirtatious man I fell in love with. Promise me you won’t stop the music. Finish Nightmare. Dedicate it to Jimmy. Go on tour. Don’t stop what you love. And the day I return I won’t expect you to have open arms taking me back as your future wife because I want you to live and living involves meeting other people and falling in love. And it’s because I love you that I’m doing this. Goodbye Zacky.
Zacky read the note numerous times to make sure he read it correctly and each time felt like another dagger into his heart. He pulled out his phone and dialed her number. Voicemail. He dialed her again. Voicemail. He called her one more time. Voicemail. But he didn’t hang up.
“Diana please call me back when you get this. I need to talk to you before it’s too late. I love you please come back to me. Please don’t do anything reckless.”
Zacky hour 3
By now everyone had heard of Diana’s disappearance. With faith in her they opted out of involving the police. The guys plan on searching the city for her car in hopes of finding her.
Zacky hour 6
Diana’s car was found at the airport. Security said they saw a girl that matched the description they gave him going to terminal seven, Rome.
Zacky hour 10
More calls were made to her phone by not only him but everyone in hopes that she would answer. Zacky decides to check their room for any indication to her leaving. After a few minutes searching he finds travel magazines under the bed and number to realtors.
Zacky hour 13
His phone lights up with Diana’s number and quickly answers.
“Diana where are you?”
“I asked you not to look for me.”
“Diana this isn’t a joke where are you?”
“Where I need to be Zachary. I have to go now. I’m going to write you though. I decided on that the way over here.”
“Over where please Diana let me come get you.”
“Did you read the paper?”
“Of course I did love.”
“Then please keep those promises.”
The line cut off. Zacky sat back on the chair with a blank stare. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the small box and pulls the engagement ring out and sits it on his lap while he takes his necklace with a piece of Jimmy’s drum set off and unhooks the chain and adds the ring.
“I promise.”
Notes
So this is the end of the story! I was planning on making it much longer but I'm studying abroad in the states this summer and I won't be able to write so I didn't want to leave and come back and decide not to write anymore. However, I have my heart set on making a sequel which will be much longer and I have such good plans for it. To everyone that commented and kept with the story I thank you so much. Without you guys I know I would have stopped the story by the first few chapters and I know ending it now is awful but I promise to make the sequel worth it. Thank you again and see you in two months!
I loved this story can't wait for the sequel!!!
8/4/14