He sat back in the chair and rubbed his eyes, he had been searching for the
perfect song. None of the music was any good, Lucas sighed and sat up
again. He'd been in this place for two weeks and yet he was only at 90
pounds. He felt small and weak, like he'd never be able to please everyone.
"Just please yourself."
He twirled to the door, he hadn't thought he was talking out loud. Adriana, something about her wasn't right. She was as tall as he, but she weighed scarcely more then he had before he had arrived.
"I don't think I even know how anymore." he turned from her and looked back at the computer screen. She still stood at the doorway of his room and smiled. It was seven-thirty. The nurses would shout for the lights to be out at eight. Right now they were eating, and the patients had thirty minutes of calm time. Adriana looked down the hallway and then stepped inside of his room.
"Here, how about this." she slipped a disk into the computer and a window came up. She clicked one of the many files and straightened up, "I heard this song and. I-I thought maybe you hadn't heard it before."
The music started, acoustic guitar, then an electric. A man started singing.
"I'm feelin' crossed I take it inside Burn up the pain, my thoughts are strange"
Adriana took Lucas' right hand and he looked up at her. Her green eyes seemed to sparkle. He stood up and she wrapped her arms around his thin shoulders.
"Just like the things I used to love Just like the tree that fell, I heard it If art is still inside, I feel it"
He looked at her, slowly wrapping his arms around her waste. Her head was laying on his shoulder.
"I wanna bleed, show the world all that I have inside I wanna scream, let the blood flow that keeps me alive."
She pulled up and stared into his eyes, "We can stop."
"No" he shook his head, "No."
Her head layed upon his shoulder again and they danced.
"Take all those strings they call my veins Wrap them around every f*cking thing Presence of people not for me Well, I must remain in tune forever My love is music, I will marry melody"
Lucas smiled, even though his legs were trembling. He kissed her hair and sighed.
"I wanna bleed, show the world all that I have inside I wanna scream, let the blood flow that keeps me alive I wanna feel, I wanna scream, I wanna bleed"
"Thank you." he said softly into her hair.
She put her head up, "What for?"
"This." Lucas bent his head and brushed his lips on hers. She shuddered and he pulled away, "What's wrong?"
Her head shook, "Nothing, nothing's wrong now." Her hands stroked the back of his head, softly pulling him down to her.
"Won't you let me take you for a ride You can stop the world try to change my mind Won't you let me show you how it feels?"
The kiss lasted longer this time, Lucas felt as if his legs would go out from beneath him. Her lips were so soft, so warm and sweet.
"You can stop the world But you won't change me I need music to set me free To let me bleed."
As the music stopped Lucas realized she had to go. She shouldn't be here. But oh, he wanted this. This is what he had craved, what he had prayed for, his hands went to grab her hair, both of his hands worked their way through the mop of dark hair. She sighed and pulled away.
"You're right. I have to go."
He narrowed his eyes at her as she left, "He hadn't said that. There was no way she could have."
"Just please yourself."
He twirled to the door, he hadn't thought he was talking out loud. Adriana, something about her wasn't right. She was as tall as he, but she weighed scarcely more then he had before he had arrived.
"I don't think I even know how anymore." he turned from her and looked back at the computer screen. She still stood at the doorway of his room and smiled. It was seven-thirty. The nurses would shout for the lights to be out at eight. Right now they were eating, and the patients had thirty minutes of calm time. Adriana looked down the hallway and then stepped inside of his room.
"Here, how about this." she slipped a disk into the computer and a window came up. She clicked one of the many files and straightened up, "I heard this song and. I-I thought maybe you hadn't heard it before."
The music started, acoustic guitar, then an electric. A man started singing.
"I'm feelin' crossed I take it inside Burn up the pain, my thoughts are strange"
Adriana took Lucas' right hand and he looked up at her. Her green eyes seemed to sparkle. He stood up and she wrapped her arms around his thin shoulders.
"Just like the things I used to love Just like the tree that fell, I heard it If art is still inside, I feel it"
He looked at her, slowly wrapping his arms around her waste. Her head was laying on his shoulder.
"I wanna bleed, show the world all that I have inside I wanna scream, let the blood flow that keeps me alive."
She pulled up and stared into his eyes, "We can stop."
"No" he shook his head, "No."
Her head layed upon his shoulder again and they danced.
"Take all those strings they call my veins Wrap them around every f*cking thing Presence of people not for me Well, I must remain in tune forever My love is music, I will marry melody"
Lucas smiled, even though his legs were trembling. He kissed her hair and sighed.
"I wanna bleed, show the world all that I have inside I wanna scream, let the blood flow that keeps me alive I wanna feel, I wanna scream, I wanna bleed"
"Thank you." he said softly into her hair.
She put her head up, "What for?"
"This." Lucas bent his head and brushed his lips on hers. She shuddered and he pulled away, "What's wrong?"
Her head shook, "Nothing, nothing's wrong now." Her hands stroked the back of his head, softly pulling him down to her.
"Won't you let me take you for a ride You can stop the world try to change my mind Won't you let me show you how it feels?"
The kiss lasted longer this time, Lucas felt as if his legs would go out from beneath him. Her lips were so soft, so warm and sweet.
"You can stop the world But you won't change me I need music to set me free To let me bleed."
As the music stopped Lucas realized she had to go. She shouldn't be here. But oh, he wanted this. This is what he had craved, what he had prayed for, his hands went to grab her hair, both of his hands worked their way through the mop of dark hair. She sighed and pulled away.
"You're right. I have to go."
He narrowed his eyes at her as she left, "He hadn't said that. There was no way she could have."
