Sparkle
Part 14: The Heartache
Relena stood on the stage in Radio City Music Hall. This place intrigued her far beyond anything she could ever see in your mind's eye. Her eyes roamed over the seats that would be filled in two months. She was rehearsing now. The music was washing over her. Then her eyes fluttered to Heero and Solange actually entertaining each other's presence. She furrowed her eyebrows and then held her head high.
* Oh, I'm overdue
Give me some room
I'm coming through
Paid my dues...*
Relena's voice drifted off into nothing and salty crocodile tears fell from her face. She dropped the microphone and Relena's dancers stopped moving. Relena ran off the stage and all the way to her dressing room. Solange smirked and Kele saw this. Jumping down off of the stage, she stalked over to Heero and Solange.
" Why are you doing this to her, Heero? She hasn't been able to perform properly since you two split. I can't talk to her without her crying big, fat tears at me. She's says it's because I look like you. Relena misses you. So do us all a favor and swallow your fucking pride and apologize to her." Kele said. Heero just looked off in the direction Relena had run off to. Kele shook her head in disgust, glared at Solange and walked off.
Relena looked in the mirror. She sighed.
" Happy, Heero? I'm crying like a big ass baby." Relena knocked over her purse and the jingling of her keys startled her. She almost forgot that she'd driven there. Grabbing her purse, she took the keys and dropped her cell phone on the floor.
" Fifth Avenue, here I come." Relena snuck out, avoiding everyone.
Heero walked in Relena's dressing room. He saw that her cell phone was on the dresser and her keys were on the floor. He figured what most ex- boyfriends figure: she went shopping.
Relena walked up and down 5th Avenue. She saw a beautiful dress in Gucci. She walked in and went to find the clerk. It was a sniveling, well- dressed woman with tightly pulled blonde hair. It was pulled back so securely that it made her look bald. She gave Relena one look and turned the other direction.
" Excuse me, I just want to try on that dress." Relena pointed to the dress on the mannequin. The woman made a choking sound and went to take it off. Relena made a face behind her back.
After trying on almost every dress on the whole street, Relena found the perfect one in Versace, her favorite designer. It was a devilish red and had a long V-shaped dip down her chest. The same was on the back. The dress was only held together by one section in the front that covered her lower half. Other than that, it was splitsville. Relena smiled seductively to herself. She paid for it and walked out with the other fifty gazillion bags she had. At her car, Heero and Zechs were waiting.
" Everyone has been looking for you. You can't just go shopping whenever you feel like it." Zechs said. Relena seemingly ignored him and got in her car. Zechs let Heero in the backseat and sat in the passenger's seat. He looked at her sister as she pulled off. She drove like a crazy person all the way to 2 West Street, also the Ritz Carlton. Relena stopped and got out, slamming the door. She was silent all the way until she got to her room. Then the tears came.
Four hours later, when Relena was fooled everyone into thinking she was asleep, Heero snuck into the room. He knew she wasn't sleep. He sat down.
" Go away, Heero. I really have no desire to argue at this ungodly hour. Leave me in my misery." Relena whispered. Heero continued looking at her. Relena finally opened her eyes. Her eyes were watery and glassy from crying constantly. Her face was puffy and red. Her cheeks shimmered with the tears she had cried.
Heero looked down.
" I'm sorry, Relena. I don't know what I was on that day. I guess I was just confused and anxious for you to get better. Please forgive me." He said. Relena partially smiled. She sat up and leaned forward.
" I do forgive you, Heero." Relena kissed his forehead.
" Next time, don't wait two months to tell me that." Relena giggled. Heero smirked and attacked her lips.
AN: Due to popular response, I had to make them get back together. We all know how hard that was for Heero to say, God bless him. N-E-Wayz, is it alright if I have the Grammys at Radio City Music Hall? I love that place. It intrigues me. Thank you HeeroYuy195 for putting me on your favorites list. I'm honored, shocked and amazed. I'm glad you like my story. ^_^
Part 14: The Heartache
Relena stood on the stage in Radio City Music Hall. This place intrigued her far beyond anything she could ever see in your mind's eye. Her eyes roamed over the seats that would be filled in two months. She was rehearsing now. The music was washing over her. Then her eyes fluttered to Heero and Solange actually entertaining each other's presence. She furrowed her eyebrows and then held her head high.
* Oh, I'm overdue
Give me some room
I'm coming through
Paid my dues...*
Relena's voice drifted off into nothing and salty crocodile tears fell from her face. She dropped the microphone and Relena's dancers stopped moving. Relena ran off the stage and all the way to her dressing room. Solange smirked and Kele saw this. Jumping down off of the stage, she stalked over to Heero and Solange.
" Why are you doing this to her, Heero? She hasn't been able to perform properly since you two split. I can't talk to her without her crying big, fat tears at me. She's says it's because I look like you. Relena misses you. So do us all a favor and swallow your fucking pride and apologize to her." Kele said. Heero just looked off in the direction Relena had run off to. Kele shook her head in disgust, glared at Solange and walked off.
Relena looked in the mirror. She sighed.
" Happy, Heero? I'm crying like a big ass baby." Relena knocked over her purse and the jingling of her keys startled her. She almost forgot that she'd driven there. Grabbing her purse, she took the keys and dropped her cell phone on the floor.
" Fifth Avenue, here I come." Relena snuck out, avoiding everyone.
Heero walked in Relena's dressing room. He saw that her cell phone was on the dresser and her keys were on the floor. He figured what most ex- boyfriends figure: she went shopping.
Relena walked up and down 5th Avenue. She saw a beautiful dress in Gucci. She walked in and went to find the clerk. It was a sniveling, well- dressed woman with tightly pulled blonde hair. It was pulled back so securely that it made her look bald. She gave Relena one look and turned the other direction.
" Excuse me, I just want to try on that dress." Relena pointed to the dress on the mannequin. The woman made a choking sound and went to take it off. Relena made a face behind her back.
After trying on almost every dress on the whole street, Relena found the perfect one in Versace, her favorite designer. It was a devilish red and had a long V-shaped dip down her chest. The same was on the back. The dress was only held together by one section in the front that covered her lower half. Other than that, it was splitsville. Relena smiled seductively to herself. She paid for it and walked out with the other fifty gazillion bags she had. At her car, Heero and Zechs were waiting.
" Everyone has been looking for you. You can't just go shopping whenever you feel like it." Zechs said. Relena seemingly ignored him and got in her car. Zechs let Heero in the backseat and sat in the passenger's seat. He looked at her sister as she pulled off. She drove like a crazy person all the way to 2 West Street, also the Ritz Carlton. Relena stopped and got out, slamming the door. She was silent all the way until she got to her room. Then the tears came.
Four hours later, when Relena was fooled everyone into thinking she was asleep, Heero snuck into the room. He knew she wasn't sleep. He sat down.
" Go away, Heero. I really have no desire to argue at this ungodly hour. Leave me in my misery." Relena whispered. Heero continued looking at her. Relena finally opened her eyes. Her eyes were watery and glassy from crying constantly. Her face was puffy and red. Her cheeks shimmered with the tears she had cried.
Heero looked down.
" I'm sorry, Relena. I don't know what I was on that day. I guess I was just confused and anxious for you to get better. Please forgive me." He said. Relena partially smiled. She sat up and leaned forward.
" I do forgive you, Heero." Relena kissed his forehead.
" Next time, don't wait two months to tell me that." Relena giggled. Heero smirked and attacked her lips.
AN: Due to popular response, I had to make them get back together. We all know how hard that was for Heero to say, God bless him. N-E-Wayz, is it alright if I have the Grammys at Radio City Music Hall? I love that place. It intrigues me. Thank you HeeroYuy195 for putting me on your favorites list. I'm honored, shocked and amazed. I'm glad you like my story. ^_^