Unspoken Love

Chapter 4

~Dinah's POV~

After dropping off Normani's notebook, I have the sudden urge to go and visit Camila. As I walk my way towards her house my thought landed on Normani... the knife and the bloody wrist she has, the loneliness in her eyes, the sadness in her atmosphere just made me want to change it. I wanted to make her feel happy, make her feel good, fill those mysterious eyes of her with joy. Kiss the scars away on her wrists and let her know someone is there.

Before I know it i came face to face with Camila's door. I softly knocked. "Who is it?" Someone yell from the other side. "Oh it's me Dinah" I yell back. The door opened and I was invited in by a petite cute brunette. "Come in! are you here for Camila?" She asked enthusiastically. I gave her a smile and nods. "she's up in her room. as you got up the stairs the first door on your right will be it." she instructed. "thanks" I said and walked towards Camila's room.

Camila's door was open and I can hear a sweet lovely tone of Camila's violin.... I didn't know she plays one. I leaned on the door frame as I watch her play delicately while swaying along with the bow of her violin. The melody and the rhythm of the music it creates makes my heart flatter..... it's as if sending me beautiful messages but not with words. I closed my eyes as I let it go through my ear and into my head, memorize every tone, pitch of the music.

As my eyes closed itself from the beauty my thought then landed to me being with Normani.... making her happy... being with her as we spend time as if we have it all.... then it landed on a thought spending time with Camila..... Being loved while loving someone.... I'm not scared to tell her what I feel.... The feeling of security surrounds us both as we held each other in our arms..

I opened my eyes and that's when Camila finished playing the lovely song. "Hey" I softly greeted. she turned around slowly, making sure or perhaps wishing this is not true. "You watched" she said with a grin plastered on her face. "I did.... and I'm telling you... it's beautiful" I said as I invited myself in her room. "Who's the song by?" I asked. "By Camila Cabello." she said while settling her bow and violin down on it's case. "You composed it?" I asked shockingly. She just casually nodded her head as if it's a normal thing.

"What's the title of the piece?" I asked her. "An Angel From Heaven" She said. "whats the story of the piece?" I asked while sitting down on the edge of her bed. She looked at me and back outside her window.

"Everyone has it's own representation of the piece, represent what the message they thought it is, how it sounded like, the pace of the music if it's too fast or slow... but I am willing for you to hear mine..." she said while looking back at me and positioning herself to sit on the frame of the window. "There was an angel in heaven who puts passion in every work she's done, everything she do was loved by everyone because she puts her heart in it.... She gives hope and love for everyone. Then there's a hopeless girl down here on earth, who never thought about life, kept herself from the world. She even considered herself dead. She never once thought being able to think that life has a meaning, and all the sudden the angel came to her life..... The first day they spent together was memorable to that girl's heart.... She was happy, she felt alive, a feeling she thought she will never feel. The girl became happier as she sees the angel by her side... she then thought that life is too short to be miserable, too short to let it fade away once it's time to go.... She never thought she would say that perhaps she could let love over rule her life.... She wants to let the angel know about her love and affection.... She knows that the angel loves music so she decided to put her message into one.... She worked with all her heart..... And the piece that I just played... That was the message" she explained. I didn't know my eyes was balling till I felt a tear drop on my hand.

I quickly dried my eyes, I mean who can't ball their eyes from beautiful story like this? "That was beautiful." I said. She smiled at me "Only if you know" I heard her mumble.. I pretended that I don't hear her say anything. "So what's up with the surprise visit?" she asked while walking towards me, dragging her oxygen tank behind. "I just wanted to see you" I explained. "Camila, Dinah! It's time for dinner" her cousin said. I intertwined my fingers with Camila's long and slim one. It was soft like feather, it was cold as ice yet heat still radiates. Still, the thought of her composing that piece never left my mind, mostly her interpretation.... I know for sure who she's talking about and I can't help myself but to smile and squeeze her hands lightly. I also know for sure that colour crimson invaded my cheeks.