Foster

Chapter 8

Chapter 8.

I didn't say anything.

I couldn't say anything.

I was so embarrassed, I didn't speak through out the whole entire meal. I didn't know what to tell him. But he didn't seem to mind the silence, since he didn't ask or say anything.

As soon as well left the restaurant, I started walking a little faster then he did hoping that the silence would still be there.

"You don't have to say anything." He said, I didn't hear his footsteps anymore so I decided to stop as well. "Sing it." He said, somehow I knew there was a cute smile on his face.

I finally decided to turn around, but every time I opened my mouth to say something I blanked. He started walking closer to me, and my heart sunk to the ground when he placed his hand on my shoulder and his face became closer to mine. His warm, minty breath brought chills down my spine and I couldn't help but stare into his warm, hazel eyes.

"Just trust me." He said with a slight smile. I wasn't able to breath, so I stood there like the idiot I am and kept my mouth shut. I did mange to move my head up and down, which I don't why I did. "I want you to show me how you feel, sing it. Really sing it Mia." I froze at his words, we are in the middle of New York freaking city.

And I just ate, I would probably sound like ass either way.

I don't know why my gut was telling me to sing. Every bone in my body was aching to let out this load I have on me.

"Mia, I promise you that you will feel better." He said while a gush of cold air hits our faces causing our teeth to cringe together. He the stepped back, removing his hand away from my shoulder. And his body that was keeping me somewhat warm moved and the cold hit me even more. I watched him as he stood a couple feet away from me and smiled genuinely towards me.

What song reminded me of assface. My body was raging at the memories that were starting to flash back.

Then I closed my eyes, and let the lyrics take over me.

Something told me it was over

When I saw you and her talkin'

Something deep down in my soul said, 'Cry, girl'

When I saw you and that girl walkin' out

Whoo, I would rather, I would rather go blind, boy

Than to see you walk away from me, child, no

Whoo, so you see, I love you so much

That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby

Most of all, I just don't, I just don't wanna be free, no

Whoo, whoo, I was just, I was just, I was just

Sittin here thinkin', of your kiss and your warm embrace, yeah

When the reflection in the glass that I held to my lips now, baby

Revealed the tears that was on my face, yeah

Whoo and baby, baby, I'd rather, I'd rather be blind, boy

Than to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah.

I didn't know I was on the ground, until I felt the cold pavement. I also didn't know I was out of breath. I opened eyes and looked up.

And that's when I saw him, Lucas. His eyes, they seemed watery as if he was crying. He was frozen, and his gaze never left mine. I couldn't get myself to stand up, or move for that matter.

Then I heard something that seemed really far.

Applause.

I didn't realize the huge amount of people that have surrounded me. People who are now applauding, for me. People in New York City actually liked my voice.

My eyes started to search for Lucas as the crowd started to crowd around me.

"How are you not famous?" I heard a female voice say.

"You are fantastic." I heard an older man say.

But none of what they said mattered right now.

Where is Lucas?

"That guy, is an idiot. Total dumbass." I recognized the husky voice. And as I turned around I couldn't help but smile.

"How did you know that he hurt me?" I asked without realizing. He moved closer towards me, his warm breath hitting my face.

"Because, Mia you couldn't speak. And when you can't speak about something, it either hurts or it's to big. Therefor you sing about it, to let out all your emotions. Which you just did, you've been keeping that locked up, haven't you?" He said not moving on bit from how close he is.

"You had no idea." I said softly, hoping he heard me.

"Let music speak for you Mia."

He then leaned in and hugged me tightly, causing me to cry. I don't know why I did, but I couldn't stop. His warmth kept me sane. Being in his embrace got me to realize that life is finally beautiful, and I should be thanking music for that.

Authors note!

Short, I know! But I thought it should be for some reason. I hope you like it though! If you have any comment, then please be my guest! Don't forget to vote and such.

By the way, if your not in Chicago consider your self lucky.

It's like the ice age all over again.

-much love