The Allure of Steel and Flora (Heisenberg x OC)

Emotions Run High

Author's Note: Hello everyone! Mou daijoubu! Nazette? Watashi ga kita! (Yes, I'm a dork, it should've been obvious by now haha). Anyway! Thank you everyone for the lovely views, comments, votes, and follows! I still can't believe this story is at 1.1k views! It's all thanks to you and I could not begin to express how incredibly happy and thankful I am (as well as in shock that I even got to 1.1k for this story on wattpad haha)!

Anyone see playthroughs/walkthroughs of the new RE8 DLC Shadows of Rose =D no spoilers...I just gotta say that I fucking called it so hard! So much so that I don't even have to change the plot for my DLC chapter...that's how accurately I predicted the plot of the DLC! I have to make some minor changes and what not to the storyline and switch around a few things/events, but I ONE HUNDRED PRECENT CALLED IT! lmfao

Disclaimer: I do not own the Resident Evil Franchise, all rights belong to Capcom! Any grammatical errors or inconsistencies that you may find I do hope that you can forgive me and that my chapter is still readable. Happy reading everyone!

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I could feel it, the music, the notes flowing out from the tips of my fingers as they pressed hard upon the keys of the piano. I allowed the pent-up frustration, as well as the agony I've buried deep down, to come to life and manifest itself in the piece I created. All those unspoken feelings of regret and remorse, my fury winding and warping the piece, but at the same time, it had complimented the notes that were being sung from the instrument.

I was never the type to throw things in anger, that was more Karl's way of venting his frustration while mine was always expressed through music... this piece fit perfectly as my fingers moved in a flurry across the white and black keys. I was free to be loud, free to let it all out, and free to get lost in the strange melody I created. My blood boiled, my heart beating fast against my chest at the adrenaline that shot through me the faster my hands went when the piece began to pick up the tempo, and when the music would slow its pace, the following notes would never disappoint. A sense of longing, a need for what was missing, music could speak volumes when words would fail us. I wanted to scream, but no sound would come out. My music was an extension of myself...an exact replication of what I was feeling, yet it could go so much further than what I could say.

Yet, the moment my fingers had slipped and hit a sour note, one single mistake out of a close-to-perfection piece, it had triggered my burning frustration as I slammed my hands on the white keys on my old grand piano producing multiple sounds that were fighting against each other and grated on my ears. The sudden force I had used caused the lid of the piano to slam shut and one of the legs on my piano to snap in half causing me to quickly back away before the piano could collapse and crush my feet.

I just wanted to relax and let off some steam, was that too much to ask? Today was spent recalling memories of a time long past. A time that I could never go back to, reliving precious memories when things were...'normal'. And then remembering that our 'normal' wasn't perfect either with all that I had overlooked...I just wanted a break.

'What once brought me joy...I destroyed...' I thought as I looked down at my broken piano, my teeth grinding in irritation as I let out an exasperated sigh. 'I can't concentrate like this...I'll fix it later...' I moved away from my piano and made my way to my living room where I saw my stereo system that sat shut off by my bookcase.

"Music...I need music." I shuffled like a zombie closer to my stereo, dragging my feet as my body felt completely deprived of energy. I placed my hand on the switch that would turn the stereo on. "I need noise...if I'm left in silence I will continue to think of those that I've lost because of that...woman."