Effulgent

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♡Lilith♡

The old rotting room fills with music at each deliberate press of the key symbolizing every individual laceration on my heart, every bruise my soul has endured, every tear I've shed alone in the dark not even having the comfort of my sadness needing to double check my surroundings and make sure I was alone, not wanting to inconvenience those around me.

My mother's voice rings in my head even now, unrelenting and taunting. You have to be perfect, fix your hair, practice, be better, your grades are low, be better.

We have hypothesized that people perceive music as expressive of emotions, I suppose that is true. Anyone within the nearest empty halls would be aware of my heartache. The difference comes when they listen, when they choose to look beyond the stream of sound. If they would find themselves walking towards it to inspect, inquire on the artist not just letting it go as quickly as it came without a second thought.

I'm so lost in the vomiting of my emotions I fail to hear Mrs. Kent return until I hit the last key she claps vigorously.

"Bravo Lilith! That was spectacular" her words seldom make me feel any better. The sound of her panicked strides fill the room as she makes her way towards me sending a shiver through my bones.

"Why are you crying dear?" I know she's mainly asking because of the wrath my dad would have if he knew I was crying, although he wouldn't care to know why. Assuming it was something she did. Her eyebrows furrow when I don't answer, because truthfully, I don't know.

Theon had noticed me, and for some reason that has turned him into yet another person who looks at my exterior. The thought sends a wave of daggers through my heart, I thought... well I don't even know what I thought. Was it silly of me to think he had seen past the exterior? or maybe inside me it's really not all that different. Truthfully, I can't blame him. Maybe I had imagined things.

"I'm okay, I just need to get going" I reply after a long pause. Hastily making my way off of the bench, grabbing my backpack and slinging it over my shoulder. I make sure to keep my head down as I feel tears stinging my eyes once again.

I can't afford for anyone to see me cry.

Don't let them see you cry Lilith!

God I am such a- "Ouch what the fuc-" This is why I need to look where I am walking, I rub my head and look up to see what I just walked into, lord knows it wouldn't be the first time. My blood runs cold as I look up and see Theon looking down at me, confusion lightly plastered on his face.

Great, another thing he has on me.

I'm not sure how long we are standing there, just looking at each other. I mask confusion on my face but honestly, I have never gotten to just soak in his features. Theon is hot, I knew that much when I had to listen to the cheerleaders talk about him in class and sometimes, it gets so annoying that I find myself wanting to throw my books at them.

Which I stop myself from doing, but the urge is palpable

Now that I have somehow found myself in front of him, able to rake over his face I understand why they were so utterly obsessed with him. His icy blonde hair is a unique feature in itself, his gorgeous green eyes, almond shaped. His eyebrows are perfectly arched, does he get them done? I bet he does. I continue analyzing, completely forgetting everything around us until his voice draws me out.

"Why are you crying?" he asks, if I knew better, I'd say there was a hint of concern in his voice, "Stubbed my toe on the way out" I quickly lie, a bad lie at that. He clears his throat, the sudden sound making me jump.