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The ending: never say die.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Panic at the Disco’s Brendon Urie’s point of view

All of us were at once there when Ryan called. He said that Althea had awoken and she wanted to see everyone. The doctor said it was a miracle and the life support was disconnected but the words Althea later spoke were hard to take in. She started, “I miss everyone." Althea grinned.

“But I'm tired so I'm going to make this really short. I just wanted to tell each and every one of you that I love you and to move on with your lives, especially you, Ryan. Go for Kelly, I approve of her and I love her.”

She paused and looked at Ryan who was frowning. The smiles on our faces earlier all turned down. “Ryan, you’re my most favorite person in the world. To Brendon and the rest of the guys, continue making great music. Make me proud.”

“I want you to be very happy too after all of this commotion I know I’m probably causing. I want all of you to be happy because I know I will be. I don’t want to see anyone crying, okay?” She gently closed her eyes and smiled.

We had to pull Ryan back from Althea’s body. We all agreed to have her cremated instead. Everyone wore white at her cremation except for Ryan who wore black all over. It rained hard that day. I swore I heard Althea singing, “all was golden in the sky.” My muscles pained to smile.

Thirty second part

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Althea’s point of view

Time is indeed fast. I didn’t even have to escape death when I saw it coming for me already. The next thing I know I was already here, in white wondering if I was already dead as I looked for other people if there was any. This place I’m in was peaceful. Was this heaven?

I only found one person a boy whose back was turned on me. He was sitting on a bench alone. When I got closer, I could hear him crying. My feet took me a few more steps to him. He felt my presence. It was Ryan.

He took me in his arms as he stood up for as long as I can remember. “Come back, Althea,” he said. I didn’t understand. Come back? How? I wiped the tears escaping his eyes. His face, the skin under my fingertips – this must be heaven. He was my heaven. “Come back to me,” he repeated.

“I don’t know how,” I told him. He held my hands in his. “Wake up & tell me the words I’ve been longing to hear from you again,” he whispered looking into my eyes. “What are they?” I asked curiously.

“I love you,” he said & kissed me on the lips. “Me too,” I giggled a little. He showed me the smile I know I’ve been missing. “We all miss you. Why not come back?” he asked. I looked down at the grass. “I’d love to come back but there’s not much back there for me anymore & besides, you’re already here,” I told him.

Thirty first part

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Still Panic at the Disco’s Ryan Ross’ point of view

Sometimes I would blame my lack of sleep for my imagining of Althea’s fingers moving when I would touch them but during those moments, I swear I would hope that it was true. I could feel the sorry in the voices of my friends especially of Brendon’s and of her parents.

My heart was always victorious whenever my brain tells me that what I’m doing is stupid and that they are all right. I should be trying to live my life but my heart would tell me that Althea might wake up with nobody there.

She might get scared because I know she was scared of hospitals. The nights that I would spend in her room were mostly sleepless but if ever I got to close my eyes, I dreamed of Althea. The dreams were flashbacks of what had happened from the first time we met to the time when Ashley came back.

I’d wake up to the part where I imagined the truck pressing against my fragile Althea. During first days, I would always cry but I ran out of tears when the second week of my being here took place.

A month went by and the doctor asked me if I was still hoping. I was confused at his question so I asked him why. He said that it was best if the machine was disconnected already. My insides were outraged so he explained that it was better if she dies with dignity. Dignity! What has dignity got to do with this?

Thirtieth part

Monday, May 4, 2009

Still Panic at the Disco’s Spencer Smith’s point of view

Jon was more than happy to accept it. Ryan always filled Althea’s room with her favorite flowers, callas. He never failed to replace those that looked like they were already wilting. Months passed, Ryan was looking worse.

I tell him whenever I visit that even Althea wouldn’t like what he was doing to himself but Ryan would reply that it was probably his fault these things were happening. He hated leaving her alone. He told me he wanted to be there when she wakes up.

Even Althea’s mom & dad who were already used to Ryan sitting on a white plastic chair beside their daughter’s bed would remind Ryan that he has a life to live but Ryan was loyal if that word could justify his actions.

Panic at the Disco’s Ryan Ross’ point of view

Maybe God does hate me. Just when I know I was making one the best decisions in my life, this had to happen. I clutched the small box I always brought with me. I never opened it again for it was cold, it reminded me of Althea.

My once welcomingly warm Althea was now cold. I never got to reassure myself she would be warm again but I told myself I would never stop hoping. I repeated the lines I kept on memorizing. I would keep it quick. I will not pressureher to say yes though I wish she would.

Twenty ninth part

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Still Panic at the Disco’s Jon Walker’s point of view

I got to recover though, “since when?” “Just last night & Althea knows,” he said. “Well, that was quick,” Spencer said. Fast forward to the last stop of our tour; we were at the place where Althea’s & Ryan’s tale.

Panic at the Disco’s Spencer Smith’s point of view

Ryan let us in into what he was thinking about for weeks. He planned to ask Althea the question we haven’t asked anybody else ourselves but maybe God did really have other plans.

Someone told Ryan through Althea’s phone that she was in the hospital after being hit by a truck that according to witnesses didn’t even check how she was doing. It came out of nowhere just as Althea was crossing the street to the bus. The doctor said that she was in a comatose.

The worst part is he wasn’t sure if she would even wake up. He handed Brendon some papers that Althea had in her hands when she was brought here. They were piano compositions.

Brendon told us that she took lessons before to get over Ryan. After finishing the tour, Ryan almost lived in her room. He would only go to his house to change but he would go back. Ryan offered Jon to stay at his place since there wasn’t anybody else there anymore.

Twenty eighth part

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Still Panic at the Disco’s Brendon Urie’s point of view

“Polar, how did you know?” she inquired warmly but already seemingly knowing the answer for she was throwing daggers at Ryan. Polar? I must have turned red for stopping myself from laughing.

Panic at the Disco’s Jon Walker’s point of view

“I’m sorry for not telling you earlier but I didn’t know if it was my responsibility,” Althea said. “It’s okay, Grizzly,” Kelly said smiling, “there’s one thing I want from you though.” “Tell me, I’d do anything for my Polar,” Althea urged.

“Take care of my Ryan.” Althea couldn’t help but let the corners of her lips fall. “I will,” she replied with a clear fake smile. “I’ll be going. I don’t want to cause the delay in your tour,” Kelly told us. Brendon hugged her tight. “Tell Althea I learned that you’re Panic at the Disco from my brother.”

All of us heard that besides Althea who gave us space to bid Kelly bye and Ryan who was nowhere to be found. When Kelly was outside, she shouted, “Send Ryan my love.” Althea nodded to her.

At the moment Kelly was gone, Ryan made himself visible. “And where were you?” Brendon asked. “Somewhere,” he replied, “I remember Althea already.” The same shock that we had on our faces when he at first didn’t know us at his aunt’s house that day was on our faces except on Althea’s.

Twenty seventh part

Friday, May 1, 2009

Still Althea’s point of view

I would never be the one to hurt her. “But she has to understand, you’re the one I truly love,” Ryan said. “That’s what you say now but that’s what you didn’t say when I needed to hear it from you,” I said standing up and looking away from him. “You know I’m sorry,” Ryan apologized as he stood up.

“I know you haven’t told Kelly we’re moving tomorrow. She will still be your girlfriend until we move. Promise me not to tell her anything about this,” I faced him. “If this is what it takes to have you in my arms again then I swear,” he said solemnly. “I give you my trust - break this & there’s no more,” I told him looking down, thinking if my decisions are right.

Panic at the Disco’s Brendon Urie’s point of view

Althea woke up pretty late much to my disappointment. I wanted to ask her if she also heard people talking last night since I was almost wondering if I was hearing voices but Spencer took Althea’s place anyways. “Was it only I or did you also hear people conversing last night?” he asked. “I thought I was actually going psycho you know,” I replied.

Ryan, who was awake before any of us was, told us that he’s going to be at Kelly’s & will back as soon as possible so we could get in motion. Poor Kelly, I could already imagine the heartbreak she’s about to get but Ryan didn’t have to go far for Kelly was outside the bus. “Oh hi,” was all Ryan could say so we invited her instead in. “This is where all of you are staying?” she asked. Spencer nodded & Kelly saw Althea asleep at her bunk.

“Ryan, I couldn’t believe you didn’t tell me this,” Kelly said. “Said what?” Ryan said trying to be ignorant. We all frowned at him. “Okay, I’m sorry Kelly,” he almost whispered. I could now prove my theory that Ryan was a professional heart breaker now. “Well, that explains a lot,” Kelly said as she sniffled. Just then, Althea awoke.

“Good morning people,” she said, her eyes still shut but they became as big as the moon if that was possible when she saw Kelly’s nose almost red. “Oh Kelly, what did they do to you? Tell me, tell me who did that to you?” she asked at once & she let Kelly sit on her bunk beside her. “I’m going to miss you, grizzly bear,” Kelly told Althea laughing meekly. I can't believe she calls my sister grizzly bear. I wonder what Althea calls her.