Hey loves, here's another new fic! This is just the preface to see what you all think of it. I will warn you that it is a tad darker than my normal stuff; it's also A/U. Enjoy!
She feels the music hit her eardrums, the violin starts to play. She can see some of the steps from this particular tango routine in her mind, playing almost like a movie. She has always been captivated by the graceful art of dance, even as a small child.
Amazed at how two people could glide together across a floor so easily, no words needed, just footwork. As she lets her eyes flutter closed, just simply letting the music take over, small moments of her childhood begin fitting together like a puzzle.
She remembers dancing along to disco, in little shining red boots with her father as he held her up by the waist. The movie in her head now switches to the image of her mother sliding across the slippery kitchen floor. Tears well from her tightly closed eyes, this was the first time in about three years that she envisioned her mother. Remembering almost everything about her, the way she looked, the sound of her voice, her laugh, everything.
The song begins to pick up rapid speed and intensity, her mind throbs with a mass amount of pain as it struggles to keep up with all of her thoughts, that won't stop racing in her mind. Overwhelmed, she bites down on her bottom lip in an attempt to keep from screaming out loud. Only she couldn't, she couldn't just scream, the emotion was way too much for her to bare.
She lets out a slow, short breath as the image quickly changes back to the lustful and easy steps of the tango. She feels a tad calmer, as she literally keeps up with every single step in her mind. It was so easy, so comforting, so simple for her to be doing, almost as easy as breathing.
As the song came to a closing fade, she shut off her ipod and rose from her bed, sitting still. The art dance is her one and only passion in her life, it's the one thing that she wants most in entire world, to be professional dancer.
Yet the courage and confidence are the two things that she lacks. Always feeling awkward, always feeling as though she is an outcast.