Here is another of the 'fill-in-the-blank' oneshots. It goes with my story, Brown Eyed Girl.


When I got the news today

I didn't know what to say.

So I just hung up the phone.

I took a walk to clear my head,

This is where the walking lead

Can't believe you're really gone

Don't feel like going home

I think home is a relevant word for where I'm going after where I've been. I know it won't be the same Tulsa that I left. That was a happy place where it was easy to smile and love, laughing came easy. But where I'm going won't be like that, there will be shadows and ghost following me around, one of them will be my own. I won't be able to laugh even if I wanted to, that's the part of me that died. I can't believe I was ever in a hurry to go off and fight that awful war.

So I'm gonna sit right here

On the edge of this pier

Watch the sunset disappear

And drink a beer

At first I didn't think it was fair, me and Steve going off to fight while everyone else stayed home. I mean Steve was Soda's best friend, he should have went with him, family or not, instead of feeding Steve to the dogs and going on with his life without a thought. And Tim and Dally, that cold hate could have been useful over there, instead of just getting them arrested all the time. But now I'm glad they didn't have to go. It makes me sick to think about that pointless war killing them, and even if they did come back, they wouldn't be the same. Soda couldn't grin, Darry couldn't love his brothers, Tim and Dally couldn't even hate anymore. They'd be like me.

Funny how the good ones go

Too soon, but the good lord knows

The reasons why I guess

Sometimes the greater plan is kinda hard to understand

Right now it don't make sense

I can't make it all make sense

When I got into town I couldn't go home or to see my old friends, they would be meeting a stranger for the first time and I wasn't ready for that. I walked to the corner store. It's funny, I'm old enough to buy alcohol now and yet they take one look at my uniform and don't even bother asking for ID.

So I'm gonna sit right here

On the edge of this pier

Watch the sunset disappear

And drink a beer

I walked to the lake with my six pack. It wasn't right for Steve not to be coming back maybe if he was I wouldn't be this way. It's hard to run from yourself, every time I close my eyes I see a coffin draped in a red, white and blue flag; maybe it was Steve's, maybe it was mine. I saw awful things over there, I did awful things, but it wasn't me. It may be hard to run from yourself, but after a couple bottles it's easier to push your mind away. So until things go back to normal, I think I'm gonna sit right here, on the edge of this pier, and drink another beer.

So long my friend, until we meet again

I'll remember you

And all the times we used to

Sit right here on the edge of this pier

Watch the sunset disappear

And drink a beer


Thanks for reading, I hoped you liked it.