The Last Song Page #4
about that house.
Can you not see that? My parents
are holding on by a thread.
Perfect? Nothing's been perfect
in my family for a long time.
I had a brother. Mikey.
He died last year.
How?
Car accident.
My mom was driving.
Mikey and I were in the back seat,
goofing off, playing Mercy.
We were being idiots.
She turned around to tell us to stop,
and she lost control of the car.
He was killed instantly.
It's just so hard
to feel happy in that house.
It's the only reason
I didn't invite you to the wedding.
I went out with those girls
because I was...
trying to feel something again.
No one has made me feel
like you do, Ronnie.
I don't want to lose you.
I love you, Will.
I love you too.
And, since you asked...
...there is something
that you don't know about me.
Come here.
What are we doing here?
Hey. Did you have a good time?
What?
I played today.
That's...
That's good. How did it feel?
Like I never stopped.
Dad...
I'd probably talk about this with
a girlfriend if I had one here, but...
I don't, so...
So you wanna talk?
You wanna talk?
Here we go.
Let's talk.
Yeah?
So you... you like this guy?
You like him...
You like him a lot?
I like him more than a lot.
- Really?
- Is that crazy?
Well, a little, but...
love is, Ronnie.
Crazy... a little.
Thank you.
Good night, Dad.
Dad!
- Hey!
- There she is.
Look, a shoplifter and an arsonist.
I'm sorry. Did you not know
about your dad and the church?
- Hey! Hi.
- Hey, Jonah.
- This is so cool.
- It is cool.
- Hey, honey.
- Hey, Dad.
OK.
What's up?
Keep your head in the game, brother.
Got it?
Yeah!
Good game, man.
Yeah!
Here you go.
Come on. Open it!
Dad!
Dad, you're right.
I got invited to the wedding.
- That's great, and...
- Thank you.
Since I know
you have nothing to wear...
to a fancy Blakelee mansion to-do...
- I wasn't gonna ask you.
- Forget it.
Besides, I never got a chance
to get you a prom dress.
- Not that you went.
- No.
Why do you come here so much?
I spent half my childhood
in this building.
Then why do people
say you burned it down?
- You heard that?
- Is it true?
Yes.
I was the last one in here that night.
I'd come in here to play the piano.
The next thing I remember is waking up
across the street...
after the firemen had carried me out.
- How did it start?
- I...
Just stupid. There were some candles
burning, I had fallen asleep, and...
- Dad.
- I might have been a little confused.
I was taking medicine
that my doctor had given me...
- Medicine? What doctor?
- Ronnie, it's OK.
It's OK now. I'm fine.
This was last year. I'm fine.
- You're OK?
- Yes.
OK.
He thinks that he did it.
My dad thinks that he's the one
that burned down the church.
I'm sure he didn't do it.
It's just...
just people talking.
Can we talk?
What's up?
- What's up, Will?
- You got to come clean about the fire.
You didn't just say that.
Her father thinks he did it. People in
town think he did it. You know that.
How long you known this girl?
You've known me your entire life.
And you know that,
if you say anything...
my life is over.
They'll say it was arson, Will,
and you know that.
I'm going back to work.
Just let it go, all right?
I just want my money, OK?
I don't have it, Marcus,
and you know that.
- Just get it. Just get it. OK?
- Please.
- Hey!
- I'll get it.
Excuse me! Excuse me.
We're talking over here, OK?
- Blaze, are you OK?
- I said get the hell out of here!
- Blaze!
- Just go away!
Marcus! Stop!
I'm not running
a damn homeless shelter!
- Don't go!
- I want my money.
- Don't go. Stop!
- Get off the car!
- Off the car!
- Don't leave me!
- I have nowhere else to live!
- Shut up!
Don't go!
Great! Great! Do you see what you did?
Are you happy now? God!
- You don't deserve that, Blaze.
- You don't know me, OK?
You don't know anything.
You just don't get it.
Dad says lunch is ready.
I can't eat. I got to find something
to wear to the wedding.
What happened
to the money Dad gave you?
If you tell him, I kill you, OK?
I was on my way to buy the dress and...
I gave the money away.
What?!
Wow, you may be older,
but I am so much smarter than you.
- Where did you get all that?
- Where to begin...
This is for when I told Dad
I didn't see you at the festival.
This is what I won playing liar's poker.
Remember when you snuck
in past curfew in New York?
That's for that.
This is for the guy with the tattoo...
OK, that's enough. I get it.
I can't take your life savings.
Knowing you, there's a lot more
where that came from.
And besides, I like Will.
I don't want him breaking up with you
'cause you look crappy at a wedding.
Thank you.
- I don't think he'll like it.
- I like it.
- You can't wear that to a wedding!
- I like it!
- Save me some cake, man.
- Yeah.
Yo.
Hey, no funny business.
I don't think you can actually
try funny business at a wedding, sir.
You can definitely
try funny business at a wedding.
- I've done it.
- I see.
Kind of makes this
a mixed message, then.
- Hands off, OK?
- Yes, sir.
Ronnie.
Do I look all right?
Yeah.
Do you, Philip Louis,
take this woman, Megan Blakelee,
to be your lawfully wedded wife
as long as you both shall live?
- I do.
- You may now kiss the bride.
- Hey, Blaze.
- Hey.
Look, I...
I didn't deserve it, what you did
the other day, but... thank you.
- It's OK.
- I broke up with him.
Marcus. You're right,
he's totally a jerk.
- And I moved out.
- Good for you.
Yeah.
OK, well, I should get back to work.
I'll see you around then, OK?
Thank you.
- You're a good dancer.
- And you're a liar.
- You're also the prettiest one here.
- And now I know you're lying.
Get away from me, Marcus! I mean it!
- You think you can just leave?
- Yes! We're done!
Look, I got your note. I didn't like it.
We're done when I say we're done.
Marcus, what are you doing here?
- Hey, just stay out of this, rich boy.
- I want you to leave.
- Will? Who are these people?
- I got it.
- I'm not gonna ask you again.
- You people.
so much better than me.
- Blaze, walk away from him.
- No, no, no. You stay.
This is his sister's wedding,
for God's sake.
You're leaving. Get out of here.
Suit yourself then.
- Hey! Get in your truck!
- What?
- How about now?
- All right, man, all right.
I changed my mind.
I don't want her. I want her.
She seems like she'd be pretty fun
to have around for the summer.
- Huh, William?
- Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah?!
- Will!
- Ronnie!
Will! Will!
That's enough! Get up!
Will...
Just take the girl home.
Both of them. Just clear out.
- Well, that was fun.
- Yeah.
Think I finally won your mom over!
Hey, guys! Dad thinks the turtles
are gonna hatch tonight. Come on!
- All right, let's go.
- We don't want to miss it!
- Get out here!
- We're coming!
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