Hello! Short chapter, but still here! Hope you'll like it! :)


JK Pov

I woke up covered in sweat.

I was shaking so badly wondering if the thundering in my heart would cease. I wanted to kill that villainous and corrupted feeling born in my chest. That desire to know what would have happened next. Would features have finally appeared upon her face, indicating me that somehow, some brunette with a violin was the only one for me?

I couldn't believe that.

Wouldn't care about it and move on.

I didn't like that lack of control, that simple euphoria spreading like a small flicker of light growing back from the ashes into a new life.

I wanted that emptiness back because I somehow knew that this joy would end me for good when it would turn its back against me in hatred and sorrow.

Who was that anyway?

Certainly not that girl I met not so long ago in a creepy and dark park that she called her shelter.

That weirdo which played the violin…

Why had a violin appeared out of thin air? I didn't reckon seeing one ever before in my dream.

Desperation was biting at me that was all. My soul couldn't simply let go when an opportunity presented itself to me so nicely.

That probably was what friendship felt like…

Right?

-X-

Madeleine read all day ignoring her frustrated parents as she would usually do. The mole that she was didn't especially care about going out and try making new friends.

Annoyed at their presence in the house and expecting with great joy the moment when they would finally leave to take out her instrument was slowly burning her insides.

She needed to keep her mind occupied, away from thoughts of the stranger.

That bell kept resounding in her head like a faraway rhythm. Weirdly it wasn't annoying. It's soft thumping variated in ranged from high to low in an endless refrain.

The door closed.

She was alone.

Finally.

Descending in the kitchen to grab some quick snack, she ate rapidly and went back in her cave.

Out of inspiration on which song to play, she opted to try that simple composition that kept on ringing in her skull.

Her first composition.

Somehow, the small pressure she applied on the chords as she vibrated with them moved and transported in the music, soothed her.

If…

If she went back to the park tonight, would he be there?

Would he keep his promise and listen to her play just as she did?

Why was she caring so much about some strange emo dude wandering in a park in the middle of the night?

Maybe because aside from the colors of their clothes they were pretty much doing the same thing and acting the same way…

Was she really comparing herself to someone she really did not know?

That was certainly stupid of her.

Lost in her thoughts brought up by the music, she shut her eyes close trying to concentrate enough and empty her mind of his presence.

But somehow, it made it worse.

Now, her mind was recreating each and every detail she had been able to perceive of his face.

She couldn't get a clear image of his face as it mostly was covered by bangs, but the way his mouth twitched when he spoke and the small stubble that covered the end of his chin was telling her enough about his age.

He had told her, but she still didn't feel like trusting him.

At least, she was trying to convince her own self of such a blatant lie.

She hadn't played in front of a lot of people. He should consider himself lucky she ever decided to grant him the wish of hearing her play.

She hated that guy.

Why was he messing her head up like that?

He hadn't even done anything in particular that could have made him any more special than the guys that had tried going out with her before.

He wasn't attractive…

Alright, that was wrong too. She did like the way they both contrasted like the relation between ying and yang, both complementary to each other as an unbreakable team.

She was the melody, he, the words transposing the emotions.

Stop right now. These delusions will get you nowhere. Just play tonight and see what he has to say. If positive, befriend him, if negative, use your skills and kick him out of your place.

No romance, no relationship if the first case happens.

No love out of this.

Friends.

But…

Madeleine stopped playing realizing she was hot all of a sudden. Red in the face and sweating, she went and got a glass of cold water which she drank in one gulp.

What was wrong with her?

-X-

The night came in earlier than she would have thought.

Her palms clammy, she pressed her violin against her chest and got out of the house undetected.

The walk to the park was slower than usual as she felt nervous and anxious.

Why was that?

He wasn't dangerous and she knew it.

He could have end her way before that and he chose not to.

That seemed convincing enough.

Reaching the old metal gate, she felt the air leave her lungs as she saw him balancing slowly on the seesaw.

A look in her direction and she would melt completely away.

Why did he have to do this?

Even though she couldn't perceive his dark orbs, she felt the weight of his eyes upon her as she crossed the last barrier between their two beings.

-Hello, she said timidly in order to break the ice.

To that, he simply waved his hand in the air beckoning her to come closer.

-X-

He waited for her to sit by his side.

Before pronouncing a word, he wanted to make sure his voice would not falter.

He was nervous and terrified.

As if she felt the same or sensed that, she simply sat and place her violin underneath her chin.

And started playing.