Pre Chapter Fourty One- This Is Only The Beginning: Part Two

                                    

                                          
Here it is guys, I'm trying to make the last chapter like a movie, like go out with a bang. So I hope you guys like what I have, like I said, it's not a lot..
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Ella Fitzgerald, "Queen of Jazz." such a unique sound that was brought to Lizzie's ears at such a young age, from her song "Dream and Little Dream of Me." To her duet with Louis Armstrong "April In Paris." 
How could something such as small as music make such an impact on someone?
ON LAST CHAPTER of Banana Pancakes
"I want mommy." Kari whispers and puts her nose to Florence's neck. 
Florence looks around as everyone was calling families or texting, people talking and looking confused and concerned. 
Was this wedding still going on...
"Yeah..we all do." Florence said slowly and quietly to Kari as she held her close.
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Run away brides, let's see..I guess you really see those lots in the movies right? 
There's plenty of good explanations as to why the bride suddenly wants to bolt off the altar, from the man or woman she's supposed to marry. 
Reason one 
-She's not ready,
This is currently at the top of the list because..well again it's something from the movies. The guy wants the house and the stay at home wife, someone to see when he comes home, again..do they always want that..
Reason two, 
-Commitment
You see when it comes to commitment, the woman has a hard time believing their significant other is going to stay..hold on..does that fall under reason one..anyway-
Reason three, 
-Anxiety
Tha-
Reason four 
-Guilt
Now guilt..guilt is..hmm
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"Stop it." Lizzie says to herself as she smacks at her forehead, still trying to catch her breath. 
Her breathing had gotten significantly faster because of how fast and how long she had ran-
"Mmm." Lizzie whines and holds her hand to her chest, she starts pacing to try and stop herself from spiraling, but it doesn't seem to work because now she had circled back around the small pound for the fifth time.
Why did she do something like that, how could she do something so stupid like that! 
"She doesn't want you." Lizzie mumbles to herself, it had final bubbled out of her throat. The realization making her stop by a small tree and breaking down just even harder than the last. 
Lizzie puts her head to the tree as her hot tears make it down her red cheeks, staining at her very wedding dress she's supposed to get married in. 
"Liz, where are you!" 
"Lizzie!" 
She can hear them, she can hear all of them but..she can't speak because of how hard the lump in her throat is, she can't move because of how much her knees had buckled from the first choked sob. 
The loud yelling had now turned into echoes and then eventually muffled silence as she covered her mouth to keep herself from screaming. 
That's when she heard it..that voice
"My funny valentine." 
The voice had suddenly made Lizzie want to cry even harder; clamping her hand as tightly as she could to her mouth as her back was to the tree. 
"Sweet comic valentine." Even by the sound of their steps, she knew who it was. 
"You make me smile with my heart." Lizzie had suddenly taken her hand off her mouth to breathe just a little better, not realizing her crying had slowed down and turned into quiet sniffles. 
"And your looks, your looks are laughable, unphotographable." Lizzie closed her eyes as she turned herself around to face the tree, both of her hands on the large oak tree. The bark pressing against her fingers made her feel like she was a least bit grounded. 
"Yet you're my favorite work of art." Lizzie slid her hand up the tree, a piece of bark starching the inside of her thumb as she turned her head to hear just a little better. 
"Is your figure less than Greek. Is your mouth a little weak?" Lizzie didn't notice the smallest smile lift of her lip or how her fingers danced across the brown tree. 
"When you open it to speak, are you smart?" Lizzie sighed and stopped the movement from her fingers. 
"But don't change a hair for me, not if you care for me." The footsteps she had heard and stopped just a couple of feet from her which made her hold in her breath. 
"Stay little valentine. Please stay." The footsteps that had stopped had now started to slowly make their way closer and closer to where Lizzie was currently. 
"Each day is valentine's." Lizzie had tried to keep her breathing even as she let it go, not being able to hold her breath for so long. 
"Each day is valentine's day." The footsteps only got closer and closer and then finally-
"I found you." Qoya said, putting her forehead to the tree. 
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So I was wrong, it's not even 1,000 words..like now I feel like more shit. Things are just bad bad and more bad, anxiety with a sprinkle of stress, hell it's like a whole salt shaker dump. 
But I'm gonna try and get off my ass and write the rest, because I like how I wrote all this. 
Again I'm so sorry I keep doing this, I don't know how long I'll keep this writing stuff up, because it's so hard. I love writing when there isn't so much pressure with uploading, I like writing for you guys because I love reading comments, people loving my work and it makes me happy and my life less shitty. 
So, I keep says so..I'm going to try and write, so I can finish this book and write some one shots and then the mini book..hopefully I can because if not I'll just make it like three minis maybe five, at this point I don't know what I'm capable of. 
I love you all and just, please, please take care of your health, it's so important. 
-Derppy out..for now