Giddy ~ GD

Chapter 11 - Music

Listening to music can change the perspective of anything. It will flip any situation around, depending on the playlist you've chosen. You can mask any emotion with a new one, with one the music has chosen for you.

Playing music could be different. You're focused on the notes, but somehow you think about a completely different subject.

Each key pressed rung around the walls on the main floor, humming a harmonic tune throughout the entirety of the mansion. The different notes laid out on the paper belonging to the booklet found in a mysterious room.

Every note read was a magnetic connection, slightly touching the note's key on the piano without further thinking.

My left pinkie finger was decorated with a ring from Victoria when she brought me to her home. My right ring finger glistened in the rising sunlight with a silver ring, handed to my from my grandmother, skipping my mother's generation.

Each finger I examined as I played the tune of a song on the booklet, screw what it was. I just wanted to play. It distracted me. Everything around me came fuzzily as my only focus was my playing and my mind.

I closed my eyes, memorizing the song from years before, and still letting my fingers fly across the keyboard, letting out beautiful notes from the grand piano.

Footsteps emerged from behind me, bringing me to stop, closing the book and turning towards the sound.

"You're playing is amazing, Jenna." Marissa smiles, walking over to the bench and sitting next to me. Her hands ran over the keys, playing a few notes. "Your uncle loved to play the piano."

Marissa doesn't have a wedding ring on her finger. Marissa catches me gazing at her hand, quickly removing it from sight and tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"His name was Noah," She began, "He was my true love."

I smile, adoring to hear the words 'true love' because it was something so passionate that I have never experienced or seen in my life. My dad had two divorces, he wasn't an expert.

"He was my perfect man." Her soft, green eyes lit up with gold flakes as she told me about him. "He was hard-working, loyal, and attentive."

Her green eyes fill up, covering them with a layer of crystal tears. I smiled at her for comfort.

"Jenna," She started to sob, "I want you to promise me something."

I hold her hands softly, rubbing circles along her bones. I stare into her eyes, as she stares back. Her dark brown hair flowed down the sides of her, and her mouth turned into a soft, sweet smile.

"If you love someone, tell them. Even if it seems terrifying, or you don't know how they feel, tell them." Marissa's words hit me. "Say it confidently. Then, whatever happens, work from there."

Each word that forced out of her mouth came at me like a truck. A knot in my throat twists as I struggle to hold in the tears because what she said to me, kills me. I never got to show my appreciation for anyone, I never said I love you because I was too scared. Too scared of what they would think of me.

Marissa sobbed, "Alex, he died of cancer within a month of us dating."

Her thick tears stream out of her, releasing each dark moment from her past. I cried along with her, regretting the wall I built for everyone.

We cry there, not stopping until our tears slowed down.

She stops herself, standing up and wiping away her tears.