#oddromance

Chapter 2 Felicia's POV I could sense the stares following me until I find my seat. "Who is she?"."what is she doing here?" "When did she come back in town?" People whispered making me feel more awkward. I had just come back from Italy. Spent some time there studying the language and traveling around. Didn't wanna come back to England, to be honest, anymore. Things were just so different there... People looked happy, it was colourful, they had values... Not that in England people don't have, don't take me wrong... It's just life here was emotionless, lifeless... Well, now more than EVER. Alan was a piece of Italy in my day in this cold city. He was colourful, spontaneous, genuinely happy. Oh, God! Here I go again! Can't hold the tears. Gotta move on. But how? The ceremony was short, cold, nothing like him. It was painful for all of us. His mother asked me to sing his favourite song: "Yesterday" Beatles. Hardly could breath. Tried my best to sound as good as he would want. Couldn't wait that moment to be over. ----------------------------------------------------–------------------------------------------- Johnny's POV "Johnny! Open the door, dude!" I heard a voice calling followed by knocks on my door. I got up trying to figure out what time was that. "Who is it?" "It's me, Tom." I opened the door and saw a very concerned face. "Come in... What's going on, dude? Is anyone dead?" I joked not expecting a nod confirming it. "Alan..." He said swallowing a lump. "He was ran over... " I examined Tom's face for sometime. "You're joking, right?... I was with him not even 5 hours ago!" I said laughing nervously. "I was taking him home and... I let him walk the final three block alone..." I paused for a second remembering the situation... "Shit!" I said turn my back to punch the wall. "Fuck!" "What the Fuck, man!" Tom just watched me to punch the wall with no response. We were shocked. Alan was not only the funniest guys in town but also the best person ever! One could count on him. I was one of them. Despite what happened between me and Jane, Alan was always there for me. Never judged me event though he could. It all must have been as hard for him as it was for Jane and I. But he was the only one to hold my hand throughout the process. "Johnny. Are you okay?" Tom asked wondering what i was thinking. "Yeah...you?" "Just fine... Listen, the funeral will happen tomorrow. I don't know your situation with his family at the moment. But the boys and I are coming. And will throw a party afterwards in his honour. I think he would want it. You coming for the party?" I had no fucking clue what he was talking about... A party? Really? I wasn't in the mood for that but "Maybe Jane will show up..." I thought to my self... "Sure. I think he would want it." "'Kay... See ya tomorrow than." Tom said opening the door to leave. "Yeah." All I could think about was Jane. How was she doing? I would give anything to see her, touch her, hug her telling everything will be alright... The thought was making me uneasy. I had to see her! NOW!!!

Chapter 1 Never been one of those boys that talk about love or stuff like that. Until she walks in... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Felicia (one of those girls) You know the feeling when you enter a room full of people you just don't know? And they all look wondering who the heck you are? That's a awkward feeling. You know you don't belong there, much less welcome. But there's nothing you can do about it. You just can't leave. Because you are actually in your best friend's funeral. And it doesn't matter how you feel, there's something much more important than your selfish thoughts. "Alan passed away. Alan passed away! FUCK!" I kept thinking to myself. And I could feel my face twist during this thought. My heart ached so bad! I wasn't there. I didn't know how it actually happened. Just woke up the previous morning with this new delivered by my mother. "Feli, I'm sorry for waking you up with that but... Alan's mother just called... He... Passed away." She said quietly. "What?! But?..... How??? I... We were together last night... Not even... A couple hours ago....I" I couldn't breath anymore. Suddenly it all turned black and.... I couldn't breath! "Feli, darling! Can you hear me?" My mother asked calmly. I just nodded hoping that was a nightmare. But the feeling was still there... The pain... And my mother's sorry eyes. "How did that happened?" I asked feeling the tears rolling. "He was apparently drunk and tried to cross the street... He was ran out by a car in the process." I knew him enough to know that he would drink a bit too much. And he was already drunk when I left... But he PROMISED me he would stop. He was "calling the night, Bitches!", as he used to say. But he was so fresh in my memory that I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't. "So... what now?" I asked not sure of what. "What's gonna happen?... What I'm I supposed to do without him?" I asked feeling the lump in my throat. "Well..." She started with tears in her eyes "Tomorrow is the funeral... She wants it as soon as possible... And she wants you to sing." "And how am I supposed to do that? I won't be able to do that!" "He would want that... You were his best friend after all... And he loved your voice." I just sat there... With a blank face. Not sure of how to feel. Just waiting my phone ring and his voice crack with a laugh on the other side telling me it was one of his jokes.... It didn't happen. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Johnnaaaaaaay!" I heard from quite far away in the middle of a quiet dark street. I looked back wondering who would that be. That was him... Alan... That crazy noisy motherfucker! He cracks me up. "Hey, stranger! What are you doing in the middle of nowhere?" "Oh... Well... I dunno?" He said asking himself. "I might be lost?... I believe I'm HIGHLY intoxicated and not able to drive... (Hiccups) "So I decided to walk home... Don't think it was a good idea.... But, hey!! I found you!" He bust into a loud laugh that I believe woke the neighbourhood up. "Come here, mate. I'll take you home." I said as quiet as I could. " OOOOOKAAAAAYYY. If you insist." He put his arms over my shoulder and we walked slowly for two blocks while he was telling me how his night was. "Then I said: "Hey BITCH! Shut the F up! Squid hands, squid hands!" His was telling me laughing hard. I couldn't help myself and did the same. That Alan was really something. He always cracked me up. "Hey, tell me how everything going?" He asked and I knew exactly what his was asking about. His sister, Jane, and I dated for 3 years and she had broke up with me 2 months ago. It broke my heart and I started drinking heavily. I used to knock their door in the middle of the night begging her to take me back. And one of these night I broke in and... " Sorry I asked. I shouldn't have..." "It's okay dude. I'm just fine... Hanging on." The silence became awkward. "You know what? I think I'm fine. I can take over from here." He said removing his arm from my shoulder. "No, dude, I can take you home. I won't..." "I don't think it's a good idea." I felt the sharpness in his words straight in my heart. I know what happened was hard for all of us. But i had moved on. I was different! "It's okay. I'll be fine. It's just three blocks away anyway." I just stared at him for sometime. "Fine, as you wish." I said turning my back and walking away. "Johnny! Please don't be mad! I love you!" I didn't answer or looked back. If only I knew that was the last time I saw him...