Angry Night

 

Epilogue

 

A week ago when I had said those three words to Kevin that day in the hospital, in many ways I had been right but in many ways I had been wrong.  Technically yes it was all over.  The storm passed and we all were able to return safely home to intact houses.  Sure the lawns were a hell of a mess, but we all still had our homes.  And yes all the surprises were over too.  Brian would live, no one else was going to run off and do something drastic, Rick was dead and all of his buddies were safely in jail for life.  So in that sense it was all over.
    

But in others it was not.  The pain was still there.  After having all that happen to you in one month the pain just does not disappear.  There were going to be scars and things we’d have to deal with.  But though it sounds corny I knew that all of us would be able to deal with it if we just stuck together.
    

And finally the future of the Backstreet Boys had been decided.  They were officially a four-man group.  There was no way anyone could replace A.J. and though it would be unbelievably hard without him they all still wanted to do it.  For themselves and for the fans.
    

Their next album was going to be a tribute to A.J. of course.  And they were going to do a tribute song and video much as Puff Daddy had done when Notorious B.I.G. had been murdered.  But on this song there would be no producers, writers, or directors besides the boys.  They wanted it to be straight from all of their hearts.  And like Faith Evans did, I would be a part of the song too.  I knew I vowed I would never perform, but this was for A.J.  How could I not?  Would it lead to a singing career on my part?  Only time could tell on that one.
    

And then there was Kevin and I.  The relationship was still new, but I knew it was going places.  But Kevin just had to understand that A.J. would always be a part of me and hold a place in my heart.  I think he’d accepted that.  And amazingly Elyssa and the guys had accepted our relationship too.  We’d been worried they’d be angry, but they appeared to be happy for us.  We were lying low for awhile though.  We didn’t want to give the fans the wrong impression.
    

And so in many ways it would never totally be over.  You couldn’t simply erase what had happened.  You just had to deal with it and move on.  We were all slowly rebuilding the paradise that we had, had before the vacation.  Our lives wouldn’t be perfect, they never could be.  No matter how incredible they seemed to be before our trip,  life was never perfect.  But things would get better eventually, they would.

 

The End

 

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