Ariel Dunne's pov.
2 weeks after
Brooklyn, New York.
I couldn't breathe, my nerves were jittery, my pulse bumped along very fast what if I stumbled?. What if I failed? These thoughts ran through my mind, when I suddenly felt hands on my shoulder, I am very sure I jumped a few feet high.
"Rogan, you scared the bejesus out of me"
"your shoulders are so tensed, which shouldn't be",he ignored me ,kneading the muscle between my shoulder blades. "I can just imagine the headlines this night ""Ariel Dunne, the Irish sensation who stirred New York and kept them worshipping at her feet"""
"you retard " chuckling I swatted his arm lightly.
"That's why I'm the only one who can stand you funny face " he pulled lightly on my nose.
The door opened and Gina Hayden, my tutor, stuck her head in.
"Are you ready we need the star in five" her attention was drawn to someone muttering about the misalignment of some props.
I sighed, and retired my shoe laces, breathing in and out I pushed the thoughts of everything out, and listen for the opening strains of the keyboard i left the room to the stage, walking towards the curtains the keyboard started playing the tunes for sleeping at last_from the ground up, the music flowed into me, the haunting tunes matching my mood, I danced with passion, I danced for Tom. The song unfurled in my veins, making me feel super human and at that point in time, I felt connect to him, I remembered him buttoning up my jacket in the snow, making me hot chocolate when our parents where out late the night before christmas. The music soared and so did I, if Tom was seeing this he'd be proud of me, then the pitch crescendoed and slowly calmed to a halt and so did I, breathing hard the stage light blinded me so I didn't notice a pair of blue grey eyes staring at me.
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Tom Bannion
It was two weeks after the incident by the graveside and I couldn't get the redhead out of my head. I tried to get out of the clutches of this Mariana, or marrissa whatever her name was as she fawned and gushed over the theatre like it was the opera house.
She was trying to act sophisticated like a woman who had experienced riches, but I saw right through her, down to her badly dyed red hair, rubbing my eyes with the pad of my thumb and forefinger I wonder what I saw in her before picking her up from the club Saturday last week, probably the fact that I tried to get one certain redhead from my mind, I'd settle for any to get the edge off, but now I'm stuck with this money grubbing piranha.
I didn't know why I allowed her incessant whining about me abandoning her since last sunday to move me, but God forbid my mother hears about this, she raised me better what can I say, I'm a mama's boy.
The hall turn quiet and the strains of the music started, the curtains parted to reveal the cause of my distress, I'd recognize that shade of red any where, so deep red I doubt if it was from a bottle. She looked so different, the other time I saw her she was swallowed up in the trench coat she wore, I thought she was malnourished, but no, she was just small, but had curves in all the right places. She moved according to the haunting tunes, and I knew who ever she was, she was close to Tom, she had to be, I was mesmerized by her, I had to know who she was. She danced with grace and the audiences we're awed, I was awed. As the dance ended, the whole auditorium erupted in applause, the curtain closed and my heart started to beat again. Standing abruptly, Marribell whined in that screechy voice that sounded like nails on chalkboard.
"Where are you going? "She tugged on my coat sleeve, I nodded to Mike my part bodyguard part driver,
"Something important came up at the office, I've got to go, Mike would see that you get home safely"I checked my wristwatch I was still the early hours of the night, I could still find out some things, I walked briskly out into the could night air, and slid into my black Chevrolet, starting the engine and the car purred to life. I dialed the number of my private investigator, he would get me what I want.
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