I woke up the next morning alone in bed. I sat up and sighed. I noticed a note attatched to my nightstand.
Dear Luce,
I'd love to stay but I have something urgent to get to.
Cynthia.
So don't think I just up and went without a goodbye. I kissed you before I left. You're beautiful when you sleep. See you at school love.
I got up and stripped my clothes off, heading to the shower. I let the hot water relax my muscles.
As I got dressed for the day, I thought about last night. I don't want to fall in love with you.
Do you hurt Cyn?
Yes. Yes I do.
I shook my head and brushed my hair. I put makeup on and grabbed my bag. It was ten twenty five when I finally made my way downstairs. I ate an apple as I drove to class.
I got out of my car and walked to the building. I saw John sitting on the steps with Cynthia in his lap. When she saw me, she kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back, whispering in her ear as she giggled. Honestly, it hurt me.
I kept walking as the bell rang.
....
John didn't talk to me all day. This had her written all over it. I didn't even bother to ask him. When I'd glance at him, he'd just look away. I felt my heart sink. I told myself not to care. It's clear he will always choose her.
I was walking down the hall when I bumped into someone.
"Oof! Im so sorry!" He apologized. I was about to say something until I saw his face.
"Paul." I smiled.
"Lucy." He blushed. I giggled and noticed his guitar around him.
"Coming over to see John?" I asked.
"Yeah. Gotta practice. We 'av a gig in two days. You coming over to the canteen to 'av a listen?" He looked hopeful. I smiled but shook my head.
"No. Actually i'm just going to go home."
"Oh come on. Just one song?"
"I'm sorry. John seems to be a bit distant from me today." I said looking down.
"Well you're not there for him. I invited ye. Come on." He said grabbing my hand. I smiled and shrugged.
"Just one song." I said.
"One song." He smiled.
....
John looked upset the entire time I was there. Cyn was there as well. When they'd play, she'd go off and talk to her friends. As for me, I was entranced by the way they played. I really listened. The melody, the singing, just everything drew me in.
I couldn't keep my eyes off of Paul. He played so gracefully. He knew what he was doing. He would smile at me now and then while he strummed. John didn't like this at all. But I didn't care. He hurt me. Now he should get a sense of how he made me feel.
The song ended as I clapped. Me being the only one. Paul laughed.
"The only person in the audience that listened!"
"Well I loved it." I smiled. I got up as Paul looked at me.
"Leaving?"
"I told you I'd stay just for one song. Plus I should get home."
"Alright then. You coming to our gig then?"
"No I can't. I have plans."
This caught John's attention.
"Alright then. I'll see you around."
"Yeah. Well, bye Paul." I smiled kissing his cheek. "John." I nodded to him and left the room.
It wasn't long until I heard footsteps behind me. I smiled and kept walking.
"Lucy! Wait!"
I stoppped on the front steps and looked at him.
"What?"
"What kind of plans?"
"Why d'you care? You have somewhere to be remember? Then after the gig, you can fuck Cyn and think of me." I smirked and walked to my car. He followed.
"Come on Luce."
I sighed. "John you're an asshole. I just can't do this. Anytime she's around you act like I don't exist. And when it's just us your a complete different person."
"I know. I'm sorry okay?"
"Do you love her?"
"I told you I don't."
"The truth...you can't leave her can you?"
He stayed quiet and just shook his head. I bit my lip and nodded.
"See you around John." I got in my car and began my drive home.
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Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)
Fanfiction*Book One* Liverpool College Of Art is the place where Jazz is all the craze and where artsy people study. But when seventeen year old Lucy Daniels walks through the doors, she's nothing like the other students. The Brooklyn greaser girl catches the...