A heavy bass throbbed out of a two story house with a for sale / sold sign on the very edge of the somewhat emaciated lawn right next to the sidewalk, followed by a long and mourneful note drawn out and held, clearly the work of a violin. To whom it belonged to, Nick didn't know, but he wanted to find out.
The music spoke to him, touched his soul, and made him feel . . . different.
Nick was interrupted from his musings by soft, gentle tapping on his door and the quiet, barely noticeable squeek of the hinges— that's going to drive him insane if he doesn't fix that soon. A little girl with angelic blue eyes and bouncy blond curls poked her head through the doorway.
"Nick, Mom said we're going to the new neighbor's house, you know, the one that Maya—"
"Thanks, Angel." He said with a very obvious grimace, "Let her know I'll come down soon."
Angel's eyes filled a little with tears, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to . . ." She drifted off as her big brother came and scooped her up into his arms. She buried her face into his black hair and cried a little for him.
"Shh, it's okay. It's not your fault. Calm down, it's okay." He whispered as he rocked her from side to side. Angel sniffled. She pulled back and gave him a small smile.
"Love you."
"Love you too. Now go get! I must get ready for the oh-so-boring dinner to come!" He switched tones, hoping to lighten the mood. It worked.
Angel scampered off to let his mom know and for him to 'get ready'. Sadly, he turned back to look at the framed photo of her. Shoulder- length, light brown hair highlighted with natural blond, and sparkling brown eyes. Maya. His girlfriend, or at least was his girlfriend. She died from a drunk driver, barely two weeks ago.
i know it's super short but please give it a chance, if at least three people review I'll post my second chapter (even though this is more of a prologue) tonight/tomorrow/immediately. Thanks!