D is for love
Damon looked up as his hands slid off the keys, "Hey," he said giving her a small smile. "Sorry if I woke you. I couldn't sleep so I came down here and saw the piano."
Damon slid over on the bench a little so Blair could sit down next to him, "You feeling any better?"
Blair nodded. "I feel better. That was beautiful, Damon. I didn't know you could play the piano too." she said, as she sat beside him. She looked over to him, and her heart skipped a beat. The moonlight made his eyes look even more beautiful than they already were. She shifted her gaze elsewhere as soon as she realized that she was staring.
Blair nodded. "I feel better. That was beautiful, Damon. I didn't know you could play the piano too." she said, as she sat beside him. She looked over to him, and her heart skipped a beat. The moonlight made his eyes look even more beautiful than they already were. She shifted her gaze elsewhere as soon as she realized that she was staring.
Damon smiled a bit at her before he looked back down at the piano keys, "Thanks," he said quietly. He let silence linger between them before his fingers started idly playing with the keys again.
Blair watched him quietly as he started playing again. She smiled, music was obviously his passion. He looked so comfortable and he was just radiating with emotion. She couldn't remember when she last saw him like this.
Damon knew if he didn't start to sing that Blair would end up asking. The song wasn't his but it was the last song he listened to so he figured that he might as well just go with it, "Feels like you're miles from here in other towns with lesser names. Where the unholy ghost doesn't tell Mary or William exactly what they want to hear. You remember the house on Ridge road told you and the Devil to both just leave me alone. If this is salvation I can you the trembling you'll just have to trust me. I'm scared," Damon glanced over at Blair before fixing his eyes back on the keys, "I am the patron saint of lost causes. Aren't we all to you just lost causes? Aren't we all just lost. Billy, don't you understand? Timothy stood as long as he could and now you made his faith disappear. More like a magician and less like a man of the cloth. We're not question God," His voice got a little louder as he closed his eyes, "just those he chose to carry on his cross we're not better you'll see just all of us, the lost causes. Aren't we all to you just lose causes. Aren't we all to you lost? Lost causes. So all we are to you is all we are is all we are all we are is all we are." Damon stopped singing and let his playing take over as he opened his eyes his fingers moving over the keys effortlessly, "Take what you will, what you will and leave. Could you kill, could you kill me. If the world was on fire and nothing was left but hope or desire and take all that I could bring forth, is this hell or am I on the floor over-desperate? Hold hands streaming of blood again? And then take full weight of me. Guard my dreams, figure this out. It's me on my own. Helpless,hurting, hell. Will you stay strong as you promised. Cause I'm stranded and bare. Meanness is washed up in all that I am is God. Take this and all then graces take me to a place of the father you never had. Ripping and breaking and teasing apart this is not heaven this is my hell."
Tears welled up in her eyes as she listened to Damon singing, pouring his heart out. She couldn't imagine anyone having so much pain in their hearts. She knew that it was just a song, only it wasn't. It was Damon, stripped bare and raw of all his emotions. He was letting it all out through the song and she could feel the heart ache consuming her.
Silence lingered between them as the song ended. She turned to face Damon with her tear filled eyes, her fingers moving to turn his face toward hers. "Damon." she whispered, not knowing what else to say. She closed her eyes as she leaned against the side of his face as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Was it that bad?" Damon asked chuckling a little trying to make light of whatever was going on. He moved his arms around her as he went quiet. He knew why she was reacting to the song this way. It was hard to pretend like everything was okay when it was clear that nothing was okay. Nothing at all.
"Don't cry for me," he said quietly, "please."
Blair moved so that her head was resting on his shoulder. Her hand reached out for his, "I just wish… I wish there was something I could do to make it all better." she said softly.
Note: the song featured in this chapter is Fin- Anberlin