Break my chains

Chapter 9

"Your getting pretty good on a piano. Is there anything similar to that?", I ask. I look up and he is still looking at me. And he's been doing that since we were playing the piano together, and my cheeks are getting so hot that I think I'm sweating. I try to wipe my sweaty hands but on my suit but forgot it was slippery and is leather. "Something like it. My mother used to play all the time.", he says. Our steps are slow. I feel that he isn't my body guard and never was. It gets a little to hot and I start to fan myself with my hand and an awkward silence took over. "How old are you?", he asks. Now I look straight into his eyes. "Eighteen", I manage to say under un-moving lips. "You?", I regret what I just said quickly. "A year older," he says, "Basically nineteen.", he says. I give him one of those crazu looks. "Why do you look so much older and......... buff.", he smiles and says, "Really. Thought I always look younger.", and he does only when he smile or laugh. His dimples on each side of cheek. But then he smile slowly dies down. Finally we get to my door and I can feel him still staring at me. "If only we had more time.", I said with a sigh. "Don't try to be slick.", he says. "I don't see how.", I say trying to hide a smile with a concern face. But, a laugh comes out eventually. He laughs as well and says, "Alright, you convinced me. Then he waved his hands as everything went still and silently. Everytime I said something, echoes will reflect everywhere. I sigh in amazement. It never gets old. I can feel my violet eyes get brighter as I say stuff out loud. "My dad is an a*****e!", even if I screamed no one would hear, me.Pane stared into my eyes, amazed as well on how they get brighter. He comes a little closer and puts his hand in my cheek. I didn't flinch or push away like any normal person would. Instead, I lean closer. And for the first time, I am thankful for what I am because if I wasn't, I wouldn't be standing here as my heart skips beats and I'm struggling breath. He pulls away. "You should go. You need to get some sleep for tomorrow. ", he says. I nod and look to the floor as the flush in my cheeks doesn't cool down. He waves his hands again and everything is normal. I pass my wrist through the sensor and take one last look at him. He wears an apologetic look on his face as he gets ready to stand guard. I enter my room, feeling half embarrassed and happy as fluttery things attack my stomach. I plop onto my bed, replaying the memory and put it in a permanent mermory file inside my brain.

I place the suit from yesterday through the fast cleaning machine inserted in my wall that comes out through the other end. I put it on and decide to put on a little black eyeliner and lipgloss. I take my phone in case for lunch. Today we work with guns in room 2. This time I try to stay in a stable position to avoid be pushed back and miss the target. I put my tired hand down and run my hands through my plain and straight hair. I missed the target four times and the closer I gotten to the center of the target was three lines away. "Try to squint one eye a little and make sure the gunpoint is aimed at the target.", he says. I try again doing what he instructed and landed one line set from the center. The first time was fine, a little. Pane checks his, supposedly, watch and takes me to lunch. I pick at my salad since I'm really not that hungry and listen to the music and concentrating in the lyrics. Not entirely because I have one earphone off to listen to anything important or weird. "Sing to me.", Pane says. I stare at him. "Sing?", I ask hoping that I heard it wrong and need to clean my ears. "Sing. Sing to me.", he says. He looks at me all calm and soft. "Sing what?", he does not know any music I know of so this makes it difficult for him. "Anything, just sing.", he says. Suddenly, I feel like I could trust him and been with him for years. And the beautiful voice slips from my mouth.

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only now you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

And I sing in my best voice as he stares and listens to every word.