Hilly POV :||

I stayed in my room for most of the week I went deaf. I was actually very quiet. John was with me that entire week, waiting on me. Teddy got signed with some guy, and I'm happy for her. I'll miss her. Maybe she'll write. Who knows?

Johns been teaching me guitar, and I hang with Paul more often. He's a nice guy. But if he hurts Teddy, I'm murdering him. Brutally.

I'm in bed, writing in my journal. I guess it's pretty embarrassing I write in a "dairy" or whatever. But it soothes me. Putting words on a page. I could become an author or something.

"April 17th:

Teddy is now recording an album, and close to touring with her band. I'm happy for her, though I feel we are drifting.
I fear our friendship may end soon. Which, of course, I don't want. But this is Teddy's choice. And I'll respect her choice.
I finally gained my hearing back today. It was awful being deaf for a week. I miss the sound of Johns voice, and Teddy's guitar. How I miss Teddy. She was the only one who understood me. Do I sound selfish?
I guess I sound selfish. I held her back from a band. But that's where she belongs. Glimmering in the limelight. Not here stuck by a burden like me. She'll make great records, and she'll be rich and famous.
This is her destiny.

And I'm not going to hold her back."

Written By Chandler.