Fake Relationship

Ch.10

---sit through the music and listen. It's beautiful.---

I went downstairs in to the basement. I played my cello.
(Moonlight sonata)
There is nothing like my grand though. I sat down and started playing my piano.
(Le Onde by Ludovico Einaudi)
I was so lost. I didn't know what to do. Lucas hurt me so much. To think if I went through with it ... he would of showed all his friends and been proud of it like a medal. I feel humiliated. I hate Lucas! He's a jerk. I didn't know he could ever do such a thing. He seemed so nice!

Then there was Allen. He told me he loved me yet he doesn't want to be with me? Does that even make sense? Boys are weird! I love Allen as a friend, but I can learn to love him the way he loves me. I try giving it a chance and he pushes away from it? what?

I heard footsteps coming down, but I couldn't stop playing. The song was ending anyway. The song died out and I heard slow clapping. It was Derek. He had a big smirk on his face.
"I Love hearing you play Noah," He smiled. "But I hate knowing that when you play like this its because you're upset!
He scooted next to me and wrapped his arm around me giving me a big hug. "I love you! If you ever feel like no one really cares about you...know I am here and I will always be!" he comforted.

I hugged him back, crying a little on his shoulder. "I love you Derek! You always know what to say!"
He kissed my forehead. " you will always be my baby sister Noah," he mentioned "Can you play me another song?"
I looked up at him and smiled. I remember when He first found out I was a prodigy low-key. It was around the time we didn't really get along. He was so impressed that I could play all my instruments. I gave him an entire concert. Music is what helped better our relationship as siblings.

He released me from my hug to let me play.
(Bright Lights by Martin Jacoby)
He rested his head on my shoulder. He closed his eyes and listened to me play. About to minutes into the song he whispered in my ear, "I hear you."

It's this bond we formed over the past couple of years. He understood how I felt and everything I couldn't possible say aloud by listening to me play.

"I haven't heard you sing in a while!" he joked.
I rolled my eyes. I mean there was a reason for that. I sing in Chorus, but that's it. I am way to shy to sing out loud for everyone to hear. Thats because in my opinion I wasn't that great. I have trust in my instruments making harmonizing sounds, not my voice!
"Fine! For you!" I said while sitting on my other stool grabbing my acoustic guitar. I sang skyscraper by Demi Lovato.
"I don't know why you're so shy about your voice. Its gorgeous! You need to put your music out there," he persuaded.
"I don't know?" I shrugged.