"yeah baby we go way back!"

BRANTLEY GILBERT

AS I PULLED UP TO LISSA AND cj's nana's grave, two basques of roses were sitting in my passengers seat.

one for lissa's nana who hated me from the time that we dated due to my old habits, and one for lissa.

by becca's emotions, i believed that lissa was here, buried six feet under.

and becca was right, lissa was here, with a fresh set of flowers that looked to be from this morning.

i placed the flowers down on the grave, before slowly sitting down next to her grave.

"god damn it lissa."i cursed, letting out a deep sigh.

"sixteen fucking years, you never came back and i find out from kolby that your not on this earth anymore?"i started my rant, "you have no idea how much i buried myself in that god damn bottle because you were gone."

"i had no idea why you left, and i wanna know why."i admitted, sucking in a breath, "mama would beat your ass though."

i sat there for more than a hour talking to her about everything that happened with my albums, the engagement with jana, i told her everything.

"becca seems like an amazing kid lis."i chuckled, smiling a little, "shes a mini you though."

"loves her hockey and baseball, doesn't take anyone's shit, and has beaten kolby so many times from what i've seen already."i laughed thinking back to last week when kolby tried to take some of becca's cookie dough, and becca beat his ass.

"preston and becca reminds me of you and i, hell, becca's already pulled a me by going all the way to the state line."i shook my head remembering chris getting the call that becca was staying in the jail cell for a day or two.

"even though she doesn't believe it, becca is bright, smart, and very talented when it comes to school and when she sings while playing the guitar."i went on, "she absolutely loves her bruins as i said, and when barrett threatened to steal all of her bruins stuff i swear i saw her eyes go dark like mine when i get pissed and she grabbed her bat threatening to beat him."

"she seems to be warming up to me a little bit, but it's like she's hesitant to open up to me."i explained, and heard a car pull up.

i looked at the black dodge ram pulling up, and immediately recognized it as graces truck.

"the hell are you doing here?"were the first words out of my lips when grace stepped out of the drivers side before walking over to me and lissa's grave, "i came to see lis."

"how long did you know that she was here?"i asked, and i saw grace sigh before lighting up a cigarette.

"since becca came back to georgia with bruises on her face, and a broken arm."grace slowly sat down on the other side of the grave, and i felt my anger rise, "did someone?-"

"no b."she took a deep breath in, "someone didn't abuse her or lis."

"then what the hell happened?"i questioned, and i saw grace's eyes start to get glossy.

"someone hit them head on one night when they were just driving around listening to music, and some asshole drunk driver hit them straight on killing lissa at the impact."i saw grace get angry by every sentence she spoke, "becca, when she came back down, looked unrecognizable . she had bruises all over her face and arms, along with a broken wrist. but it's so much worse on the inside b. she blames herself for lissa dying and up until a month or so ago she'd cry herself to sleep."

it took awhile for this to sink in, but it felt like someone had killed me.

hearing what happened to becca and lissa killed me. it felt like i had lost a family member. no, i had lost a family member because lissa was family and i had planned on marrying her one of these days, but before i even could, she left and never came back.

the two of us went so far back, i don't think i could remember life without her before she left.

i had to get answers from chris soon about all of this.