*kriiiiiiiiiiiiing* *kriiiiiiiiiiiiing*

I woke to the sound of another phone ringing. This time, it’s the home landline. I’m thinking I’ve got to answer it before it wakes my son up. Holy shit, it’s too late. I got to my feet as fast as I possibly can. Is it Jenna? Did something happen? Is she awake?
“Hello?”

“Vic, it’s Jaime.

“Holy shit, dud it’s just you. Fuck you, man! My child was sleeping! What do you want?” I said putting the phone in between my shoulder and my right ear. I picked my baby up and cooed him.

“I’m just making sure you wake up just in time. We don’t wanna be late, now do we? I’m actually surprised you answered on the first ring.”

“Of course! I’m an early riser now. This is legit father stuff man. Fuck you.”

“Stop swearing in front of your son.”

“He’s three days old.”

“Still.”

“Ugh, I’m up okay? I have got to go to the hospital before the show anyways. I have to go. Fuck you, I will fucking kick you later. I mean it.”

Jaime laughed and we both hung up.

I carried my son to his room to change his diapers. I put him on the changing table and as I was reaching for the diapers, I stumbled over a medium sized box, nearly tugging on my son’s leg. What the fuck is this. I removed the lid open and saw a bunch of pictures, Jenna’s old iPod and some clothes. I changed his diaper and put him down on his crib then I went back to digging the box. There’s a CD that has a note that says, ‘watch me!, all of Pierce the Veil and Tonight Alive’s records including EPs and our documentary and, what seems like a locket. Is this what I think it is?

I went to where my mom’s room is and carried the box with me. I asked her to watch over the baby for a while and went back to our bedroom. I scanned the pictures; some of them are mine and Jenna’s baby pictures. There are pictures of us with our friends, random Warped pictures, but what really got my attention is a picture of Jenna and I last Warped Tour. It has a caption at the back that says, “The day you were made. ;)”

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*flashback*

“Thank you, Phoenix!” I said throwing my hands up in the air as we finish our set. I waved them goodbye and proceeded backstage with the boys. Jaime handed me an ice cold beer.

“Hey, what do you guys say we dip into the lake later?” Tony asked. “It’s so hot. Ugh, fucking Arizona.”

“Talk about hot.” Jaime said. I turned to look at who he is referring to, to see Jenna, holding her hair up, in her regular warped tour clothes, a shirt, ripped jeans, and her classic vans. She looked absolutely regular, except she’s standing in front of a huge fan and drinking a bottle of water, her both arms all the way up revealing the bottom part of her tummy up to the waistline. You can definitely see her perfectly toned lower body in the tight ripped jeans that she’s wearing, her perfect legs, and her perfect butt. She actually looked like she’s doing a commercial and that she’s selling everything that’s on her. Of course, I’m gonna be its first customer.

“Man, Jenna’s hot.” Tony agreed. I’m starting to get jealous of all the attention Jenna’s getting from my best friends. Even though I know this is not really serious. I looked at them who are still literally checking on wife in front of me.

I smacked their chests and said, “Hey! That’s my wife, careful. Don’t you guys have your girlfriends to worry about?”

“Relax homie.” Tony said. “Holy shit, here she comes.”

“Hi boys!” Jenna waved. “Do you guys know who’s up next?” I’m choked on my beer in purpose because I’m trying not to gush on the huge school boy crush that I still have on her. Even after all these years

“Neck deep, I think.” I said “What time is your set?”

“An hour ago.” She said

“Oh.” The boys are just looking at me with smirks on their faces. There was a long pause before I spoke again, “Umm what are you up to know?”

“Nothing, just hanging.” She said. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Well you can hang with me, your husband, because the boys are just leaving.” I said. “Don’t you guys have something else to do?”

This is the first time that we’ll spend our free time on each other since warped has started. I have the right to be selfish at times like these.

“Wow. Okay.” Jaime said. “That’s cold, bro. I thought we’re all a family.” He joked and they all left.

Jenna laughed and I took steps closer to her, closing the space between us entirely. I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face into her shoulder.

“What’s up with you?” She asked.

“Am I not allowed to miss you?”

“Victor, where on the same tour.” She said. True, but she’s always busy and interviews are always around and I understand that we’re on a workplace but I need some alone time too. I’m just a human who constantly needs love and affection and care. And I know that sounds really dorky but I don’t care.

“I miss you.” I mumbled on her neck. That must’ve tickled her because she lightly pulled away. I know every tickle spot in her body, every mark, every mole, and every scar.

“Victor, we’re in public.” She whispered on my ear.

“Then, let’s go to a not public place.” I said wiggling my eyebrows. I took her hand and we were about to start walking when Jordan, the warped photographer, approached us.

“Hey lovebirds. Care for a photo? Yearbook opportunity. It’s not very common to have lovers around here.” He said.

“Jordan, you’ve known us for years. And just as long as you promise me I’ll get a yearbook this year.” I said.

“Alright give me your best smiles!” Jordan pointed her camera at us, as I put an arm around Jenna. I looked at her smile and I just couldn’t look away anymore. I stared at her so intensely at the first picture. When Jordan said he needed another picture, she looked back at me, my eyes still glued to her. I can feel her warm breath as she exhaled. I can feel the heat and the passion of our love for each other. I can feel the longing and the thirst. It’s impossible to be this near to her and not kiss her! I’m trying so hard not to.

“Man, I miss being in love. Thanks, you guys.” He said.

And just as soon as he turned his back on us, I dragged Jenna to the nearest empty room I could find. The lust and desire inside my throat is becoming painful and hard to resist. I just know that she feels exactly the same. We finally found a small, empty dressing room. I became really excited of the thought of just me and her in the dark.

And so I kissed her, like I never have before. We entered the room and we let ourselves collapse on each other's touch. There’s nothing on my mind right now, except for Jenna and that song playing on our wedding night. My mind’s creating like a time capsule of our memories, our first kiss, every single argument, the day Quinn was born, the moment I proposed, our wedding night. And that song. That song keeps on repeating and repeating inside my head every time I kiss her like this. Every time I climb on top of her. Every single time we made love. My heart jamming on the beat of the song. There’s nobody in the world right now, just me and her. Nothing else matters. The desire for my love to surround every bit of her body and every inch of her soul grew and grew as our clothes were each thrown on the ground.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

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I don’t even know why I still tried to remember that. The pain and longing for her grew even more and made my stomach feel sick. I continued to go through the other things inside the box. Then I decided to play the CD. I went to the living room carrying the box and entered the CD to the player. I’m very curious to know what this CD contains. Then it showed Jenna sitting on the nursery.

“Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, Avril Lavigne, Blink-182, Fall Out Boy, Yellowcard, The Used, Good Charlotte, Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sirens, All Time Low, Bring Me The Horizon, The Story So Far, PVRIS, We Are The in Crowd, Mayday Parade, My Chemical Romance, Rage Against the Machines, they’re all on here.” She said holding out her iPod. “It’s music to set your life to. Music always helps. No matter what you're going through. So if you flunk a big test or you have a really bad breakup or you just miss someone so bad it hurts, then listen to my playlist. A hundred songs to save your life."

This is for our son. She left this for our son.

“I got you some of my favorite band tshirts, and baby photos of me and your father.” She stopped for a moment and then spoke again, “What are you like? It just made me wonder. Are you like this goofy kid?” She said showing the camera a baby photo of me. “Or are you more like me? Like your sister. Anyway, if you ever needed to talk about serious stuff, then you can go to our friend Lynn. She can be very sarcastic at times, but she’s very sweet. If you wanted to know more about music and instruments, you can always go to your father or Uncle Mike and Uncle Tony and Uncle Jaime. If.. if you need an older brother, I’m very sure Jack and Alex will be there for you. And um they’ll teach you how to charm the ladies. When you get interested in sports like basketball, and soccer, and surfing and all that fun things, Matt’s your guy. If you’re in a bad mood, Jake and Whak and Cam’ll cheer you up.”

“Okay, my mother got me this when I was around 12.” She said staring down at the locket on her hands. She’s starting to tear up. “Now I’m giving it to you. It’s just a simple necklace then. But I had it made for you and you sister. This is our family. No matter what happens, promise me, you’ll take care of your father. He can be very protective and immature, but that’s just because he loves you guys very much.”

Now I’m starting to tear up.

“If I’m not around, he’s gonna need both of you. He’s much more fragile than you think he is. Please make always, always make sure he’s happy. So love him, take care of him, be kind to him. Just.. Just please.. do that for me, okay? I really hope that I get to share these with you. But just in case, it’s all right here. But if you’re watching this right now, it means.. it means that heaven called my name already. But I want you to know this, and always keep this on mind; none of this is your fault. I love you so much. And it sucks that I will never know you. But I love you all so much. “

The screen came black and so is my mind. I’m an emotional wreck at the moment. Jenna, you can’t leave us.

Notes

Credits to OTH for some of the references. The story is actually a bit inspired by them. The edit of the picture is mine but not the pictures.So yeah. I have tumblr too and you can follow me if u like

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