When You Fall Asleep Tonight (Sequel To My Understandings)
When You Fall Asleep Tonight
This is the end......
*4 months later*
“It’s okay, I can drive, I’m not crippled Austin.” I sighed into the phone.
“I know, it’s just, I want you and the baby to be safe.”
“Hey! What about me! I can hear you, you know.” Max called from the passenger seat.
“You too Max.” I could hear Austin practically snickering on the other line.
“Austin, it’s okay. We’ll be home before you know it.” I said while taking the exit onto the highway.
“O-okay. Be safe. Tell Matt I love him.” He choked on his words a bit, almost afraid.
“Love you too Austin!” Max yelled.
“Yeah, yeah Max.”Austin chuckled.
“Austin, let me get off the phone. See you soon.” And with that I hung the phone up.
A lot has happened with Warped. First off, I’ve established a friendship with Austin to the point where we can actually have a stable conversation. Beau and Val finalized their divorce about three months ago. Val had to moved out and so obviously, I went to Beau’s to make sure he didn’t kill himself or any of his band members.
Of course, seeing each other on a daily basis sparked on some feels and one date lead to another up until the point where I’m now calling Beau my boyfriend. He understands the pain of heartache, he’s mature, and he’s someone I really like spending time with.
I also found out that Kyle left the band and David didn’t tell me. Kyle got his girlfriend pregnant and so he moved out the house while I was on Warped. I was sad. That was my best friend and I’m going to miss him. But I’m glad Kyle opened up another chapter and closed that one that was titled Breathe Carolina.
I had also finally got the pleasure to meet Spencer and an old time friend; Aaron. Spencer and I went on one date (before Beau and I) and things were so awkward. Now, Spencer and I are really close friends and I like at that.
Now, I was going back home after a day out with Max and Matthew. In five months, Matthew has grown a lot and it’s just so adorable. Especially with the little fat on his cheeks that I’ve grown a bad habit to pinching.
I’ve missed my son so much. And now that everything’s right with the world, I can fully enjoy the concept of being a stay at work mom. Sorry Not Sorry went on hiatus and Lights has become a full blown project with me working on my second studio album, from home.
I can keep in contact with Austin and continue to take care and tend to my son. Everything is right. Everything is fucking perfect.
“Hey our song is on the radio!” Max turned it up the speakers to as loud as it would go. “Hey Matt, listen to mommy sing! But more importantly my drumming.” He began fake drumming on the dashboard. I slowed and pulled in behind a car. Five o’clock traffic is the worst, but this is the only way to get to my house from the mall.
The mall was fun and I got to enjoy it to its fullest without any fans interrupting our day. We had went shopping for dresses for the Rise Record party that was being thrown. Max had already bought a tux, claiming it was also going to be the one he wears when I get married.
“Fuck it, I’m taking the exit.” I pulled to the left to head off the exit that goes right around L.A. the road wasn’t that busy, but there were a lot of cars. It all seemed quiet, the music was playing, the sun was shining, and the birds were chirping, well, slowly dying of toxic fumes, but same riff. It all suddenly changed when a driver was texting, you could see the iPhone from where we were.
“Idiot-ELLIE LOOK OUT!” Max screamed next to me. The headlights of the texter were getting closer and closer. They weren’t heading in the opposite lane, no, it swerved to the oncoming traffic lane and was heading straight for us.
The car came smashing into us with such a force, it was like being punched in the face. You could just hear the sound of the metal being ripped apart and it made me want to vomit. It knocked the wind out of me and I couldn’t see my surroundings.The sun that once shine was nothing but road and rubble. Our car hit the road barricade and it triggered the airbags that blew out without warning.
It hit me directly in the chest and sent me flying backwards, but not far enough thanks to the seatbelt.I could taste blood on my lips and feel coldness gushing from my nose. When I turned over, Max was moving, as if waking up. His face was bashed, nose was bleeding and a thick gash was on his forehead. Our eyes locked for a split second. The green eyes I loved were filled with fear, fear of dying. He closed his eyes and squint in pain before turning his head. The only thing running through my was my son and best friend. Are they okay?
“Matthew.” Was all I could murmur. When I thought the worst was over another car was heading straight for us, but on Max’s side. I cried and closed my eyes, gently hitting my head on the steering wheel. Now all I had to do was wait for death to take us all.
-Austin-
“Hello?” I picked up the phone and continued rubbing Emily’s feet while sitting on the couch.
“Is this Austin Carlile?” I stopped. I sat right up and shifted off the couch so I could begin pacing.
“Who’s asking?”
“Doctor Collins assistant at LAX hospital.” I relaxed. Doctor Collins is no stranger since he did all of Ellie’s prenatal care when she was pregnant.
“Yes. Why?”
“Elizabeth Schmitt has been in a car crash and you are her number one contact.” I stopped pacing and stood dead still.
“What?” I asked, my voice breaking. I felt Emily shift on the couch and she was next to me.
“She and Maxwell Cooney are in critical condition in L.A.X Hospital. You best to come down to make your final goodbyes to your wife and son.”
*4 months later*
“It’s okay, I can drive, I’m not crippled Austin.” I sighed into the phone.
“I know, it’s just, I want you and the baby to be safe.”
“Hey! What about me! I can hear you, you know.” Max called from the passenger seat.
“You too Max.” I could hear Austin practically snickering on the other line.
“Austin, it’s okay. We’ll be home before you know it.” I said while taking the exit onto the highway.
“O-okay. Be safe. Tell Matt I love him.” He choked on his words a bit, almost afraid.
“Love you too Austin!” Max yelled.
“Yeah, yeah Max.”Austin chuckled.
“Austin, let me get off the phone. See you soon.” And with that I hung the phone up.
A lot has happened with Warped. First off, I’ve established a friendship with Austin to the point where we can actually have a stable conversation. Beau and Val finalized their divorce about three months ago. Val had to moved out and so obviously, I went to Beau’s to make sure he didn’t kill himself or any of his band members.
Of course, seeing each other on a daily basis sparked on some feels and one date lead to another up until the point where I’m now calling Beau my boyfriend. He understands the pain of heartache, he’s mature, and he’s someone I really like spending time with.
I also found out that Kyle left the band and David didn’t tell me. Kyle got his girlfriend pregnant and so he moved out the house while I was on Warped. I was sad. That was my best friend and I’m going to miss him. But I’m glad Kyle opened up another chapter and closed that one that was titled Breathe Carolina.
I had also finally got the pleasure to meet Spencer and an old time friend; Aaron. Spencer and I went on one date (before Beau and I) and things were so awkward. Now, Spencer and I are really close friends and I like at that.
Now, I was going back home after a day out with Max and Matthew. In five months, Matthew has grown a lot and it’s just so adorable. Especially with the little fat on his cheeks that I’ve grown a bad habit to pinching.
I’ve missed my son so much. And now that everything’s right with the world, I can fully enjoy the concept of being a stay at work mom. Sorry Not Sorry went on hiatus and Lights has become a full blown project with me working on my second studio album, from home.
I can keep in contact with Austin and continue to take care and tend to my son. Everything is right. Everything is fucking perfect.
“Hey our song is on the radio!” Max turned it up the speakers to as loud as it would go. “Hey Matt, listen to mommy sing! But more importantly my drumming.” He began fake drumming on the dashboard. I slowed and pulled in behind a car. Five o’clock traffic is the worst, but this is the only way to get to my house from the mall.
The mall was fun and I got to enjoy it to its fullest without any fans interrupting our day. We had went shopping for dresses for the Rise Record party that was being thrown. Max had already bought a tux, claiming it was also going to be the one he wears when I get married.
“Fuck it, I’m taking the exit.” I pulled to the left to head off the exit that goes right around L.A. the road wasn’t that busy, but there were a lot of cars. It all seemed quiet, the music was playing, the sun was shining, and the birds were chirping, well, slowly dying of toxic fumes, but same riff. It all suddenly changed when a driver was texting, you could see the iPhone from where we were.
“Idiot-ELLIE LOOK OUT!” Max screamed next to me. The headlights of the texter were getting closer and closer. They weren’t heading in the opposite lane, no, it swerved to the oncoming traffic lane and was heading straight for us.
The car came smashing into us with such a force, it was like being punched in the face. You could just hear the sound of the metal being ripped apart and it made me want to vomit. It knocked the wind out of me and I couldn’t see my surroundings.The sun that once shine was nothing but road and rubble. Our car hit the road barricade and it triggered the airbags that blew out without warning.
It hit me directly in the chest and sent me flying backwards, but not far enough thanks to the seatbelt.I could taste blood on my lips and feel coldness gushing from my nose. When I turned over, Max was moving, as if waking up. His face was bashed, nose was bleeding and a thick gash was on his forehead. Our eyes locked for a split second. The green eyes I loved were filled with fear, fear of dying. He closed his eyes and squint in pain before turning his head. The only thing running through my was my son and best friend. Are they okay?
“Matthew.” Was all I could murmur. When I thought the worst was over another car was heading straight for us, but on Max’s side. I cried and closed my eyes, gently hitting my head on the steering wheel. Now all I had to do was wait for death to take us all.
-Austin-
“Hello?” I picked up the phone and continued rubbing Emily’s feet while sitting on the couch.
“Is this Austin Carlile?” I stopped. I sat right up and shifted off the couch so I could begin pacing.
“Who’s asking?”
“Doctor Collins assistant at LAX hospital.” I relaxed. Doctor Collins is no stranger since he did all of Ellie’s prenatal care when she was pregnant.
“Yes. Why?”
“Elizabeth Schmitt has been in a car crash and you are her number one contact.” I stopped pacing and stood dead still.
“What?” I asked, my voice breaking. I felt Emily shift on the couch and she was next to me.
“She and Maxwell Cooney are in critical condition in L.A.X Hospital. You best to come down to make your final goodbyes to your wife and son.”
Notes
Now before you all cuse me out and potentially murder me, THERE IS A FREAKING SEQUEL.
I'm not that cruel to leave things at that ^^^^^^^
What kinda of sicko would I be if I did?
Anywho, the sequel is called Reinventing Your Exit (Courtesy of Underoath) and it's posted right after this. Thank you to all who stuck by with this story despite the fact that you wanted Austin and Ellie together.
Although (spoiler alert), in the sequel, there will be plenty of Ausitn and Ellie moments.
Til next time.
@Cassie
There's a sequel! Don't worry!!!
6/19/14