I Love You (Eu amo você) {MJ FANFICTION}

Chapter 10

Toda vez que eu olho...
Toda vez que eu chamo...
Toda vez que eu penso...

It felt like she'd opened her eyes inside of a nightmare when she finally came back out of the deep interweaving's of her own thought and sat up slowly in the dark.

The sound had drifted in through the gaps in the shack, muffled by the cabin door and greeted her ears in that same unpleasant, haunting and disconcerting way. As if wallowing in and out of a fitful sleep for the past six hours, thinking about the prospect of her worst nightmare becoming a reality again at the hands of someone she once considered her brother hadn't been enough to bare already.

Now here was the song.

The final splash of salt in a deep unhealed and slowly unravelling wound.

Her eyes hovered close to the familiar gap that gave a keyhole view of outside.

Half expecting to see Ramel out there, taunting her and sipping beers, toasting with Gonçalo and his crew but what she hadn't expected to see was Michael tossing stones against the surface of the sea with a small portable 8 track player radio plonked on the beach a short way behind him.

She'd sat there suspended in fear for a moment. Wandering if this was a trap and his brothers were right around the corner waiting to make her pay for what she had done to their cousin, but as the song progressed alarmingly toward the daunting, much too familiar chorus, she felt her hands scramble up to the internal lock and pry it open. She pushed the door open and it creaked.

Michael spun his head over his shoulder instantly before his face melted into a beautiful white toothed smile. Under different circumstances she supposed the sight would have been a welcome sight to her but it was just unfortunate that this was the song that was looming darkly in the background.

Lia looked both ways down the beach, wary of her surroundings. Nobody else was around.

"W-what are you doing Michael?" she asked him defensively.

"Enjoying my last night here in Brazil. I thought you weren't coming, I was waitin for ya. I thought you locked up and went. I knocked but...were you sleepin this whole time?" Lia pulled a thin scarf over her shoulders against the cool breeze of the night. The sun had already set.

They had missed it.

She went hastily over to the radio about to turn it off when Michael ran up to her and grabbed her arms, his chest suddenly extremely close to hers.

"Wait, what are you doin?" he said playfully, staring into her eyes.

"Please Michael. Turn it off."

"why, don't you like love songs?" he asked in his high-pitched tone. Lia looked over his shoulder at the mass array of stars twinkling overhead and sighed sharply.

"No...I just don't like this song."

"And why is that?" he poked. His eyes still illuminated with amusement. She'd wandered what had gotten into him. He was never usually this charged up.

"Because I...just don't...bad memories."

Michaels playfulness seemed to settle. He finally allowed her to bend down and she pressed a button stopping the song in its tracks. When she stood up again, he was still very close to her peering down at her with a peculiar expression.

"We missed the sunset girl." He said matter-of-factly. She looked out at the blackened sea and felt a chill go through her at the prospect of being lost in its eclipsing darkness, floating over it, barely able to tell which side led to more deep black sea or the vast black sky above with nothing but empty space and water in between.