Music From my Heart

Chapter 3

We just stood staring at each other in silence. I couldn't manage to say or think about anything to him. He began walking closer to me and I jumped in my chair a little. Once he was close enough in his headhe turned his head and stared at the ground.

"Angel, are you the one always playing the instruments and singing everyday?" he asked seriously.

"Uh.....Iam...." I said nervously

He quickly looked back up at me. I was nervous and a little scared of what he might do now. I just watched him as he moved and looked around. The shock and amazement never left his face, but I noticed the disappointment in his eyes. It hurt me a little that he was disappointed that it was me. I quickly stood kept ahold of my bass.

"Do you mind leaving? I don't like having people come in here while I'm practicing," I said annoyed at him. He turned to look at me.

"What's wrong with me staying?" he asked with a smirk. His tone went back to the mocking annoyed tone he always used when talking to me.

"You're a distraction," I said getting more annoyed.

"Its not my fault I look as good as I do," he said running his through his hair smiling and began laughing a little.

That was it. I sat my bass on its stand I went over to him and pushed him to the door. Once he was outside, I shut the door and leaned against it, so he couldn't get in. When I felt like he must have left, I went back over to my bass and grabbed it. I sat down again and sat my bass in my lap. As I strummed the strings I began thinking of new lyrics. I stood up and went to my microphone.

The devils been calling

Death at my door

I can't run or hide

This is what I've done

I kept going on with the bass, but couldn't think of anymore lyrics. I went back to practicing one of my other songs I wrote. After a couple hours, I laid on my furry rug and looked at my streaming lights. They all shined like stars in night sky. It kind of made me sleepy and I began dozing off until I fell asleep. Axel came back in later and seen me laying on the floor asleep. He came over next to me and gently began shaking me softly saying my name to wake me up. I slowly began opening my eyes. Tears were in my eyes from the dream I was having about my parents. I quickly looked away not wanting him to see me like that. He turned my head back to him and whipped my tears.

"Angel, mom sent me out here to tell you dinner is ready," he said softly and kindly. He was looking into my eyes softly and lovingly. I began blushing a little looking back into his eyes. I quickly turned away from him making sure my whole body was away from him. "Whats wrong?" he asked. It was really odd seeing him being so nice to me. I felt like he was sick or something. Maybe I was still out and this was a dream. That's it, it has to be just a dream.

"Im fine," I said then laid back down. Maybe if I went back to sleep I'll wake up.

"What are you doing?" he asked slightly laughing at me.

"Nothing," I said and sat up. It really isn't a dream. I sighed a little and glanced at him. "Why are you suddenly being nice to me?" I asked softly.

"Is there something wrong with me being nice to you?" he asked slightly chuckling.

"It's creeping me out," I said not looking at him. "You were never nice to me before, so why are you now? If it's because of what you seen earlier, than don't be nice to me anymore. I don't want your pity or anyone else's. I don't need it. Please, just tell me why you are now suddenly being nice to me."

"I-its.....because....." Hewas hesitating to answer. It made me mad because the only reason why I could think he would be nice is because of what happened earlier. I stood up quickly.

"Let's just go and get dinner," I said and began leaving. He watched and sighed. Once he was over to the door and turned off the lights. He looked at me as I shut the door without locking it. I didn't feel like talking to him. He walked behind me. I'm guessing he felt anawkward silence when I felt annoyed and happier about the silence between us.

"Why didn't you lock it?" he asked trying to make conversation. I stayed silent feeling annoyed by him trying to speak to me. "Angel did I upset you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean too." He sighed kind of sadly. I stopped walking and quickly turned to look at him mad.

"Of course you upset me," I said quickly with anger in my tone. "I don't like pity from anyone. That includes you. Now unless you some other reason for suddenly being nice to me, I'd love to hear it."I put my hands on my hips pissed yet also being sassy.

"I can't tell you that," he said looking down.

"Don't bother me until you can," I said turning around walking to the house with my arms crossed over my chest. I stayed silent as I walked and him behind me. He stayed silent and had a glum expression. I kept glancing back at him. After a while I began feeling bad. I lowered my arms to my side as I slowed my pace. Soon we were walking next to each other. "I didn't mean it like that. I should apologize. It's just, since the first day we met you've been a jerk to me yet still my friend. When you began being nice you startled me. I was so used to how we always treated each other, so when you began being nice all of a sudden, I was really wanting to know why." I looked up at him apologetically.

"We are still friends," he said. "After seeing you like that you scared me. You said leave you alone and I thought you did mean me. I wanted to be nicer to you so you wouldn't drive me away or anything." He sighed looked at me then suddenly pulled me into a hug not letting go. I felt kind of awkward this time and wasn't sure if I should hug back or try backing away. "I'm sorry," he suddenly said letting me go. "I just don't want to lose you too."A few tears could be seen in his eyes, but he didn't let a single tear fall. My eyes widened since it was the first time I'd ever seen him ever get near to crying. He began walking quicker and got in front of me. "Come on, we better get there before everyone eats everything," he said rushed inside.

I made it inside soon after him, but yet I didn't see him. I was guessing he was already at the table. He wasn't there when I went to the kitchen all the kids were playing with their food and mom was trying to get them to eat. Dad was sitting reading and drinking coffee. He looked like one of the mainstream movie fathers you see with newspaper drinking coffee. I turned out of the kitchen and rushed to go see where he went. If he was near in tears earlier, I knew I had to be there for him. It's been my fault he was upset after all. I kept looking around for him then when I made it up stair I was breathing heavily and my head felt dizzy. I fell to my knees at the top of the stairs. The bathroom door swung open then I noticed him coming out. I looked up at him then my head dropped fell feeling a bit weak. He came over to me worried.

"What are you doing Angel?" he asked.

"I didn't see you when I got in so I thought you were upset," I said still breathing heavily. I felt so breathless. "I thought you might have needed a friend" I smiled at him a little. He slightly chuckled.

"Such a child," he said slightly laughing. He helped me to my feet letting me put most of my weight to him. "You're the one who needs a friend right now." He smiled softly and walked down stairs with me. I smiled a little as we walked together.