I sat in my room and tried to play my guitar, but since I was so tired and weak, I didn't have the strength to do it. Growing up, I always had a talent with the guitar and piano. It's all I ever played. When I was ten years old, my parents got me a guitar for my birthday and I knew that I had some kind of talent.
I could sing, but there were times where I couldn't. I write private songs that I hope to actually perform someday. Then there are some songs that are popular and I redo the melody and the instruments. All I ever do in my spare time was just music.
"If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in a river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song~." I sing then I groan. "Dammit! Stupid strings." I complain as I try to tighten the guitar strings. "These stupid guitar strings need to be replaced." I complain again then I get up and put my guitar away.
"Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme." I hear on my balcony, walking out, seeing Kanato singing.
"Remember me, to one who lives..." I sing at the end with Kanato.
He looks at me in shock and I smile at him as I shrug my shoulders then stand by him.
"Oh, Piper." Kanato greets then I walk next to him and lean on the balcony fence.
"You're pretty good at singing, Kanato." I compliment him.
"You too, Piper." Kanato agrees and I smile. "Isn't tonight beautiful?" He asks.
"Yeah, it is." I agree. "At my house, Faith and Ciara would pressure me to go on the roofs with them. I would and we would sit on top of my roof and look at the stars." I tell him.
"That sounds like fun." Kanato comments.
"Sometimes." I tell him.
"Why sometimes?" He asks.
"There are some days where I just really don't want to go out and just sleep." I answer then I look at him, seeing how close he was to the edge. "Hey, how about you stand on this side of the balcony fence?" I suggest.
"I'm fine." Kanato rejects and he begins to sway his feet back and forth.
"I'm not the kind of person that worries about danger, but you can seriously hurt yourself." I tell him and he looks at me.
"That face. You're wearing a face of anxiety and fear. It's quite adorable." Kanato compliments and I sit on the fence with him. "I hate it when you make that face. It makes me worry why you're so afraid of me." Kanato complains.
"I'm not afraid of any of you. The only thing I'm afraid of from you guys is that you'll find out why I'm always taking pills and why I never eat. I don't care whether any of you drink me out or any of that, but I hate it when people ask me what's wrong with you. It makes me feel like I can't take care of myself and I have to depend on others to help me." I explain. "The only thing I'm afraid of at this moment is that you're going to fall." I remind him and he sighs.
"Do you really want me to get down?" He asks and I nod my head. "Then give me a kiss." He demands and my eyes widen.
"What?!"
"You heard me."
"Can it be on the cheek?" I ask and he shakes his head no.
"Nope. An actual kiss." Kanato says and I look away. "If you're unable to, then go away." Kanato comments and I get off the fence. "I thought you don't listen to us." Kanato reminds me.
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