Melody of Fate

Melody of Fate - Chapter I

Like an agent in the night... I am trigged by a song. A rhythm in time expressed by a digital signal wired into my ears signaling an expression of mistrust. Who am I to trust now if I can’t even trust myself. I keep on hearing it. The tune of life, the tune of memories the tune of what I believe is to be the end of my existence. Who would have thought a song hundreds of years old is to be the song that kills the essence of my beliefs my understanding on what I am and who I am. But looking in the mirror now I see a face of something I have hated for so long but have only just realised it. What is this tune? What is this song? What is this melody?

‘Serra are you okay?'

That voice. The familiar voice, can I trust her? but there is that tune again.. Where is it coming from? I stare straight into the mirror to the face I hate. The music getting clearer, louder.. Lyrics. Words. Rhythm. A guitar plays. The most unusual acoustic notes i have ever heard.

‘Serra! What’s wrong?’

There is that voice again. I need to listen. The music. The lyrics. The rhythm.

‘SERRA!’

The lights are bright, standing in front of the mirror. Me. Standing behind me. Jade. What was that? I can’t hear it anymore. The music. The rhythm. The lyrics. I look back at the face in the mirror. It’s just me.

‘SERRA! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!’

I turn around. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Blue jumper. Jade.

‘What?’ I replied still the whisper of that acoustic rhythm ringing in my ears. Lyrics. Words. Music.

‘Are you okay? You look as white as a ghost!’

I can hear it. But I can’t hear it. Maybe it’s coming from the walls? I want to hear it again. Louder. Clearer. It’s like a lost memory from my child hood. Something I know. Something that I used to hold close to me. But I just can’t pinpoint what it is. or where it’s from. Or how I even know it.

‘I’m okay’ I replied

‘Serra we were meant to meet across the street 20 minutes ago’

It’s gone now. The rhythm. The lyrics. The acoustic noise. What just happened?

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Below is just a draft of what might or might not be in the story.

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I close my eyes..

Slowly it increases. Each beat in time with my heart. My every move in time with each acoustic note. I can’t control it. The acoustic noise surrounds me. Warm. Cold. Happy. Sad. I want it to be louder! I want to feel the music within me!

Then Silence.

Blood. It seamlessly drips from my fingers. Each time creating a new sound. I look down. More blood. The melody starts to return. A flow of emotions mixed with something else. That acoustic noise. Where is it? I close my eyes and concentrate on the blood flowing from my hands. Louder. With every drip. It gets louder. I can hear a wondrous mixture of melodies in a rhythm flowing through every fibre of my body. A mixture of chemical, emotional and physical bliss. Whatever this is. I like it.

Jade. Blood. Floor. It’s gone, the noise. Blood is everywhere. What happened? I look down, my clothes is dyed with Jades blood. It’s happened again. Knife in my hand. This can’t be happening. Not again. The noise is gone. I can think. I drop the knife.

 I open my eyes again...

‘I just don’t think this would work’ I Replied. Lyrics. Rhythm.

‘Serra it will be okay! I promise, the worst that could happen is that they say no to our idea. And if that happens then we can come back with another one. But i know this will work!’

I can’t stop thinking about what happened in the bathroom.  How could this be happening to me? Am I going mad?

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Below i dont know if i wil even use this. it doesnt fit with the style i have written so far.

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It’s hard to breath. his hands are clenched around my neck. What is going on? Why is this happening? I close my eyes. I try and think about my life. Water. I can hear water, waves crashing. I’m on a beach the warm sun hits my face, the cool refreshing breeze with that wonderful ocean smell. Where am I?