Your Just A Daydream Away

[ALEX]
It's been five days since I saw Anna. Every time I called her to make plans, she always had to work.
I was hoping that she managed to get the day off today, and was planning on going to our acoustic show.
I called her one more time, and she told me that she managed to get the day off and she would be here. I slid my black beanie over my messy hair with new found happiness, and got ready to go on stage. There was a lot of people gathered around.
I walked out to screams and cheers. I smiled and sat on my stool in front of one of the mics. Jack and Zack did the same, and Rian sat on his weird drum chair thing.
"Hey Baltimore! It's good to see all of you, this song's called Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don't" I told the crowd, as the band started playing behind me.
While I sang, I searched the crowd for Anna. I didn't see her anywhere. I was hoping that she was just out of my vision, and that she was in the crowd.
"Thank you." I said as the last note in the song was played. I was handed my acoustic guitar, and the rest of the guys left the stage.
"This song is called Daydream Away." I told them, and began playing.
It was the first time we played that song live, and it seemed to have gotten a good reaction from the crowd. I played the last note, and scanned the crowd once again for Anna. No sign of her. I played Remembering Sunday by myself before the rest of the band returned to stage.
After the set, we had to do a meet and greet. I signed, hugged, and took pictures for fan after fan.
"It is so awesome to see you again." A girl with bleach blonde hair said. "Can you sign this also? It's for my friend Anna, she couldn't make it."
"Did you say Anna?" I asked, caught off guard.
"Ya, she's my best friend. You can make that out to Sara by the way." she informed me.
"Do you happen to know where Anna is?" I asked, wondering why she wasn't here.
"Something to do with her older brother, apparently he got hurt. Thank you." She said, giving me a hug and scurrying off.
"Guys, I'll see you later, I have to go do something." I said, and hurried to my car.
I pulled up to her house, hoping she was there. I knocked on the door to her apartment, and she swung the door open. She looked sad, her eyes were filled with tears that I could tell she was trying to hold back.
"Anna, are you okay? What's wrong?" I asked her. She didn't reply, she just sat down on her couch and pointed to something on the table.
It was an obituary cut out of the newspaper.
The title read: Jacob Montgomery, loving father, son, and brother.
"My brother." Was all she said.
I slowly moved my hand closer to hers. Hey eyes glistened with tears she fought to hold back, and no words passed between us as she allowed me to take hold of her hand. She was clenching something in her fist, and she allowed me to pull her fingers apart and took out the crumpled photo she held. I set it down on the table, face down.
She could no longer keep the tears from falling down her face. She broke down in terrible, heartbreaking sobs. I let her cry, I knew she needed to let it out.
I moved my hand up and down her back as she cried, hoping to comfort her.
It seemed like she cried for hours before she finally turned to me, her eyes puffy and bloodshot, I used my finger to wipe a few stray tears from her face.
She was looking at me with so much sadness in her eyes, that I couldn't bear to see her like this any longer. I may have only known her for a week, but I knew that I had feelings for her, and seeing her cry like this hurt. I knew what I needed to tell her, I just hoped she didn't hate me when I said it.
I stood up from the couch, and received a questioning look from her.
"Anna, things will get better. I promise you that, I went through the same thing years ago. It seems bad at first, as if the world has turned against you, and that you would never be happy again, but really? It's just an early greeting from someone we all have to meet someday. It breaks my heart to see you cry like this, and wherever he is. I'm sure he wouldn't want to see you like this either. He would want to see his strong, beautiful sister, accepting his death." I spoke softly, hoping not to make her cry more. "Wherever he is right now, he's watching over you. He see's every tear you cry, and I know that all he hopes for is for the last one to fall. He wants to see you move on, store him as a memory. Let his life be something to celebrate, Anna. Let yourself feel the happy memories. Let them overcome the hurt your feeling."
She stared at me, shocked at my bluntness. For a while, she just looked at her shoes, until finally she looked up at me, and spoke in a soft voice.
"Thank you." She said, and she stood up from the couch and stepped in front of me.
"Thank you, for being here for me through this, and you're right. I will try to move on, he would want that." and then, for the first time she leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my lips. Ignoring the short period of time we've known each other. She tasted of salt and tears. I couldn't help but think that even like this, she was truly the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
"Thank you, Alex." she whispered in my ear, then turned and left through the door. Leaving me standing in her apartment.
I followed after her, and closed the door behind me.