Looking around the parking lot, I saw no one. A frown etched on my face as I fiddled with the cassette tape.

"O.C.M. What does that mean?" I muttered as I walked towards the theatre.

As I entered the hall, I was continuously bumped by swarms of people, too busy to notice that I was standing right in front of them. I noticed a familiar blue-head and sprinted my way to her.

"Blue!" I called over the loud chatter inside. As expected, my voice got caught with the numerous others.

I managed to catch up with her, and I yanked her hand so she would notice me.

"Oh hey, Autumn!" she said, her eyes widening. "God, I missed you. I'm sorry, I really can't talk right now, we're really busy, but you're free to watch the play. Toodles!" She pulled free from my grip and started jogging the other way.

I panicked. I rushed after her, constantly apologizing to the people I bumped. "Wait! Blue! I need to ask-"

"Oof!" I yelped as I collided with someone. I heard a groan but paid no mind as I was falling backwards. I reached out in front of me to stop my fall and managed to clutch onto a shirt. Hands enclosed onto mine, and I looked up.

A pair of brown eyes stared at me. His forehead matched the frown that I was sure I had on.

"Watch where you're going!" He snapped, and I rolled my eyes.

"Shouldn't you be telling that to yourself?" I retorted and took multiple steps back.

He opened his mouth, but before he could even utter anything, someone pulled the guy with a shout that could break a whole state.

"Cal! Get your arse in the lighting room!"

Cal muttered curses under his breath, and I watched the two of them walk away. I had a perfect view of him and could not help myself but whistle like a pervert. Damn, this guy is hotter than the sun. His jeans hugged his butt so perfectly that I needed to resist the urge to squeeze it. Fuck, I'm starting to become a creep. But in all honesty, I think I just found Finn's rival on being the hottest guy in town. His muscles rippled under his white shirt, and I audibly swallowed my drool. His shoulders were wide, and he was oh so tall that I bet I only reached his chest or shoulders. Talk about Greek Gods blessing the grounds of the earth.

I shook my head to clear my un-Autumn thoughts and decided to head home. I could not afford to stay and watch the play, seeing as I had my own matters to attend to and Blue was busy, and nobody wanted to interrupt her when there had been a lot going on.

I walked out of the hall and back to the parking lot. The tape inside my pocket weighed a ton, and curiosity was slowly killing me from the inside. Like a disease that started in my head and was taking control of my senses.

Also, questions after questions fogged my mind. But one thing stood out. What the hell will I find in here?

I arrived home and sprinted straight up into my room after yelling, "I'm home!"

I opened the lowest drawer of my bedside table and picked up the cassette player that I kept safe. It was the first birthday gift from Hunter for me, along with the numerous tapes he made.

I sat cross-legged on my bed and put the player in front of me. And the stare down started.

The house was completely silent, and all I could hear was the beating of my heart, afraid of what I might discover from the mysterious tape.

Is it a suicidal message?

Or perhaps a murder confession?!

"Fuck it, Autumn. Just play the goddamn tape already," I reprimanded myself and forced the tape into the player. My finger hovered over the play button; parts of my brain were arguing whether or not I should just throw it away or get over it already.

The latter won. So without further ado, I pressed play.

At first, it was a complete static. The noise made me wince a few times until the sound of a guitar caught my ears. Followed by the huskiest and sweetest voice I'd ever heard.

And I think I just fell in love.

An unfamiliar song was being sung by an unfamiliar voice. I deduced that the singer was a guy, with the tone and all.

The music sent shivers down my spine as I continued to listen. I was barely aware when I completely lied down the bed, propping my head on top of my pillow.

He was singing words like forever and love and fate in a way that made my heart flutter, and I couldn't help but squeal in my pillow like a teenage girl with raging hormones.

Then the song ended.

I let out a breath and was about to replay it when another song played.

"Is this like an album or something?" I asked myself, laughing slightly.

Though, those laughs turned into tears within a matter of seconds.

The second song was completely different from the first. It wasn't about love but hatred, anger and madness. He was singing his emotions clearly that the floodgates in my eyes opened. My chest constricted and I clutched the front of my shirt as if to lessen the pain.

The voice quivered, and it sent shivers down my spine. I let it swallow me whole, and it enveloped me in a kind of comfort that I never knew existed.

That feeling soon ended as the song halted. I wiped the tears from my face and pushed stop.

Getting up on my bed, I promised myself that I would look for the cassette tape owner.

And I never knew it would change my life completely.

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Edited by iElzMC