Music in My Hart: Huskerdust Children FanFic

Chapter 3: Haunted

     'Who in the fuck does she think she is, Princess Diana?' I think to myself fuming over the outrageously blatant, rude, nosey, bitchy, dramatic but unbelievably, attractive woman! 'What in the hell is wrong with me?' I think to myself attempting to get the alcohol out of my favorite pair of ripped jeans. Getting frustrated I throw the jeans in a grocery bag, tie it up and toss it into my clothes hamper.

      I open my dresser drawer and pull out a change of clothes before throwing on a pair of pajama pants.  I take off my jacket and my shirt and toss them on the floor not even giving a shit about cleaning up tonight. I cross my hands behind my head and lay back on my bed and let out a sigh. 'I shouldn't have drank so much tonight.' I think to myself turning over to lay on my right side.

      I sigh and cross my hands around my chest. I look down at my feet, 'you fucking dumbass! That was her first impression of me and now she's never going to talk to me again. I fucking blew it!' I shoot up in my bed and bury my face in my hands, 'wait, why does it even matter?

       I don't even know this bitch. It's not the first time I've had drink poured into my lap and it's not the first time I've been slapped by a woman and yet, it's the first time that it has actually bothered me. Why?' I shake my head vigorously in an effort to shake the conflicting thoughts from my head. The worst part about all of this was this... feeling.

    This sinking feeling in my chest like I'm not going to be able to fix this. Suddenly a realization sank in. 'This is why my band wanted me to make this deal with Alastor. Shit, they must hate me when I'm drunk. Before I know it, the tears are pouring from my eyes uncontrollably.

     I sniffle and attempt to wipe the tears away only for them to be replaced by more tears. 'No wonder nobody wanted me.' I began to feel this stabbing feeling in my chest. 'It's no wonder that I died alone. Hell, I'll probably spend my entire afterlife alone.'

      My crying has now turned into sobs as the most painful thought of all spreads like a disease radiating to my heart... 'I'm just... unlovable.' I cry the rest of the night until my pillow is drenched and fall into a deep sleep. One minute everything had went black and the next I hear this loud piercing scream in the middle of the night. It was the kind of scream that made you think someone was being murdered in the room across from you. I spring to my feet kicking the covers off of me.

      I don't even bother to throw on a shirt. I sprint to my dresser and grabbed the master keys for all the rooms in the hotel and run to the room in front of mine. I put the key in her door and opened it as soon as the lock turned green. I saw her sitting up in her bed but she looked strange. Like, she didn't seem to know where she was.

      She just looked so... confused. She was panting and looked panicked and was snapping her neck all around the room. I run up to her and kneel on the ground next to her. I place my hands on her arms gently and tried to soothe her, "hey,... it's okay... it's okay, you're safe. No one's going to hurt you.

      You're here at the hotel, in your room... remember?" She turns her head to me and squints her eyes at me as though she were studying my face. "D— Demetrius?" I smile but also raise an eyebrow feeling slightly confused. "Uh... how do you know my name?"

      She pulls up her knees to her chest and hugs them, "I was there when you were at the bar earlier. I remember you telling that older cat your name. I chuckle awkwardly, "oh, yeah... I wanted to apologize for that. It definitely was not one of my best moments. I was drunk and a lot of times I'm not the nicest person to be around when I'm drunk.

     That's why my band forced me to make a deal with Alastor. They said that they wouldn't let me play until I got my shit together." She nods her head at me seeming to understand. "Yeah,... I have my own issues too as you can obviously see." We both shared a laugh for a moment before we just stared awkwardly to the side.

      I climb up to my feet and stand in front of her for a moment. "Well, did you want me to get you a cup of water or something?" She smiles warmly at me, "I'd love that... Thank you."  I smile boyishly at her and scratch the back of my head, "I uh,... I'll be right back." I stuttered clumsily as I turn around and walk out of her room to the kitchen.

       A few minutes later, I get back to her room with a cup of water in my hands. She smiles over at me and I give her the cup. She takes a sip from it and sits it down on the night stand next to her bed. We stare at each other for a moment and I could swear that I nearly lost my breath. "Well, uh.. I should... whoa!"

      I stuttered as I walked backwards and accidentally knocked over her coat rack. She giggles at my clumsiness. I blush bright red and flatten my ears to my head, "I should go so you can go back to sleep." I say finally making it to the door. She smiles sweetly at me and bats her eyelashes which makes me look away because I found it to be way too seductive, "Good night, D."

       I blushed at the nickname she just gave me. "Good night...I just realized that I don't know your name. She laughs, "I'm Jessie. Jessie Hart." I smile shyly and scratch the back of my head, "Well..  good night, Jessie Hart."

         She smiles at me before I gently shut the door behind me and turn to head back to my room. I get to my room and shut the door behind me and smile before walk over to my bed.