Unchained Melody
Prologue: Chapter 2
Chloe Lane sat quietly on her bed, staring at the pile of clothes siting in her suitcase. She could hear her mother moving around in the room beside her own, frantically packing her own belongings. Suddenly she no longer felt a longing to be shipped off to New York, but she could not explain the reason. Perhaps it was due to the prolonged virus she had. Hopefully her blood test would reveal what type of cold or influenza she had, then perhaps she could find some sort of drug that would stop her dizzy spells. She'd also been told that she had fainted a few times, but there was no recollection in her mind of such happenings. Nonetheless, no person in their right mind would be able to pull off an audition in her condition. There was no way.
The loud ringing of the doorbell made its way up the stairs through Chloe's open doorway. The brunette's immediately darted over to her window. She stood up slowly and walked over, pushing up the glass and popping her head out into the open air.
Brady's familiar jeep sat parked on the curb in front of the Wesley house. Chloe felt her lips turn upwards in a small smile. She hadn't been expecting any visitors, especially this close to her departure for New York. She looked farther out her window and saw Brady standing just beneath her on the doorstep, his hands stuck in his pockets as they almost always were. It was his classic pose. He apparently didn't notice the fact that he was being watched, at least not from above. In fact, if he had been aware of it, then it might have given him a peculiar feeling, as if something paranormal were happening. And that paranormal thing would stir him up inside, because he would think he was being watched by someone very high, like and angel. He had always believed in them. His mother was an angel.
Chloe drew back from the window and closed it gently. She pushed her half- open suitcase out of her way and climbed silently down the stairs. Ironically enough Nancy had already answered the door. Chloe slowed her pace. What was this? No screaming?
Brady stood casually in front of Mrs. Wesley, a smile on his face. They were conversing in a rather pleasant manner, or so it seemed. Nevertheless, it was a civil moment. Maybe Nancy was finally growing up, Chloe thought to herself as she hobbled down the least step. Both pairs of eyes were glued on her immediately. About to greet them, Chloe suddenly got another wave of dizziness. She held onto the stair rail and tried to steady herself.
"Chloe honey, Chloe! Are you alright?" Nancy asked, bustling over to her daughter. She wasn't able to act as if nothing were wrong with her daughter. She knew that that was what her husband had insisted she do, but he must have forgotten the fact that this was their only daughter and whatever was wrong with her seemed a little more serious than a cold or anaemia. "Maybe we should postpone this trip, just for a few days…"
Chloe steadied herself and shook her head. "No, Nancy. I am not missing this audition! I don't care if I have some petty little sickness. This is something I want and am going to do." She turned her raven head and noticed for the first time that Brady had his eyes glued on her. "Oh, sorry…" She said slowly. "Hi, Brady." She smiled slightly. "I wasn't expecting you."
Brady nodded and returned her smile. "Well, I just thought that maybe I'd drop by before you had to leave for New York, you know, to wish you luck…so…good luck." He dug his hands into his pockets again.
Chloe stood quietly for a moment. "Thanks." She said simply. The fact of the matter was she didn't really know what else to say to Brady at that moment. Maybe she could have planned for this, but obviously there was no way she could have. She didn't want to let Brady go at that, either. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy having him around. The thought that perhaps he could have accompanied her to New York had crossed her mind more than a couple times. He had been her teacher, and that in itself was an accomplishment, considering the fact that they did nothing but argue for months after they'd met.
Nancy tapped her foot impatiently and looked down at her watch. "Craig should be back by now. If we want to make this flight…"
"I could drive you, Mrs. Wesley."
Nancy looked up from her watch and gave Brady a curious look, as if this were something she would not have expected. She was too quick to judge, as she almost always was. But she did have reason this time, at least in her own mind. Brady was related to Phillip, and that boy had brought nothing worth while into her daughter's life. Though blood is thicker than water, she continually failed to see that there are more than a few flaws in every family.
"If Craig does not show up in the next five minutes, then I suppose I will have to take up your offer, Brady." Nancy sniffed. Then she turned towards Chloe. "Are you sure you're alright Chloe?"
Chloe nodded. "Nothing is going to keep me from this audition, Nancy. Noth-- "
And suddenly there was something that would keep her from that audition. Her eyelids fell over her eyes and she fell into darkness. Brady caught her, but she didn't know that. Chloe was completely out of it. Nancy's eyes grew wider with fear. Fear for her daughter's life. She knew she had her mother's intuition. She'd been right. There was something wrong with her daughter.
"We need to get her to the hospital right now…" Brady said, lifting Chloe up into his arms. He could feel her temperature slowly decreasing. He wouldn't let her go, not now. Not now that they'd come so far in their relationship. He bolted out to his car as Nancy ran out behind him, flailing her arms frantically.
Something was really wrong.
Prologue: Chapter 2
Chloe Lane sat quietly on her bed, staring at the pile of clothes siting in her suitcase. She could hear her mother moving around in the room beside her own, frantically packing her own belongings. Suddenly she no longer felt a longing to be shipped off to New York, but she could not explain the reason. Perhaps it was due to the prolonged virus she had. Hopefully her blood test would reveal what type of cold or influenza she had, then perhaps she could find some sort of drug that would stop her dizzy spells. She'd also been told that she had fainted a few times, but there was no recollection in her mind of such happenings. Nonetheless, no person in their right mind would be able to pull off an audition in her condition. There was no way.
The loud ringing of the doorbell made its way up the stairs through Chloe's open doorway. The brunette's immediately darted over to her window. She stood up slowly and walked over, pushing up the glass and popping her head out into the open air.
Brady's familiar jeep sat parked on the curb in front of the Wesley house. Chloe felt her lips turn upwards in a small smile. She hadn't been expecting any visitors, especially this close to her departure for New York. She looked farther out her window and saw Brady standing just beneath her on the doorstep, his hands stuck in his pockets as they almost always were. It was his classic pose. He apparently didn't notice the fact that he was being watched, at least not from above. In fact, if he had been aware of it, then it might have given him a peculiar feeling, as if something paranormal were happening. And that paranormal thing would stir him up inside, because he would think he was being watched by someone very high, like and angel. He had always believed in them. His mother was an angel.
Chloe drew back from the window and closed it gently. She pushed her half- open suitcase out of her way and climbed silently down the stairs. Ironically enough Nancy had already answered the door. Chloe slowed her pace. What was this? No screaming?
Brady stood casually in front of Mrs. Wesley, a smile on his face. They were conversing in a rather pleasant manner, or so it seemed. Nevertheless, it was a civil moment. Maybe Nancy was finally growing up, Chloe thought to herself as she hobbled down the least step. Both pairs of eyes were glued on her immediately. About to greet them, Chloe suddenly got another wave of dizziness. She held onto the stair rail and tried to steady herself.
"Chloe honey, Chloe! Are you alright?" Nancy asked, bustling over to her daughter. She wasn't able to act as if nothing were wrong with her daughter. She knew that that was what her husband had insisted she do, but he must have forgotten the fact that this was their only daughter and whatever was wrong with her seemed a little more serious than a cold or anaemia. "Maybe we should postpone this trip, just for a few days…"
Chloe steadied herself and shook her head. "No, Nancy. I am not missing this audition! I don't care if I have some petty little sickness. This is something I want and am going to do." She turned her raven head and noticed for the first time that Brady had his eyes glued on her. "Oh, sorry…" She said slowly. "Hi, Brady." She smiled slightly. "I wasn't expecting you."
Brady nodded and returned her smile. "Well, I just thought that maybe I'd drop by before you had to leave for New York, you know, to wish you luck…so…good luck." He dug his hands into his pockets again.
Chloe stood quietly for a moment. "Thanks." She said simply. The fact of the matter was she didn't really know what else to say to Brady at that moment. Maybe she could have planned for this, but obviously there was no way she could have. She didn't want to let Brady go at that, either. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy having him around. The thought that perhaps he could have accompanied her to New York had crossed her mind more than a couple times. He had been her teacher, and that in itself was an accomplishment, considering the fact that they did nothing but argue for months after they'd met.
Nancy tapped her foot impatiently and looked down at her watch. "Craig should be back by now. If we want to make this flight…"
"I could drive you, Mrs. Wesley."
Nancy looked up from her watch and gave Brady a curious look, as if this were something she would not have expected. She was too quick to judge, as she almost always was. But she did have reason this time, at least in her own mind. Brady was related to Phillip, and that boy had brought nothing worth while into her daughter's life. Though blood is thicker than water, she continually failed to see that there are more than a few flaws in every family.
"If Craig does not show up in the next five minutes, then I suppose I will have to take up your offer, Brady." Nancy sniffed. Then she turned towards Chloe. "Are you sure you're alright Chloe?"
Chloe nodded. "Nothing is going to keep me from this audition, Nancy. Noth-- "
And suddenly there was something that would keep her from that audition. Her eyelids fell over her eyes and she fell into darkness. Brady caught her, but she didn't know that. Chloe was completely out of it. Nancy's eyes grew wider with fear. Fear for her daughter's life. She knew she had her mother's intuition. She'd been right. There was something wrong with her daughter.
"We need to get her to the hospital right now…" Brady said, lifting Chloe up into his arms. He could feel her temperature slowly decreasing. He wouldn't let her go, not now. Not now that they'd come so far in their relationship. He bolted out to his car as Nancy ran out behind him, flailing her arms frantically.
Something was really wrong.