Unexpected

Chapter Two: Unfaithful

Perhaps you have never awoken to the sound of a song that you enjoy. If you have not, you should some day. It is a very pleasant occurrence and it was an enjoyment that Jinx had the good fortune to experience. As she awoke to the sound of Flash playing the same piano song that she had fallen in love with the night before, she smiled brightly; something that she did not often do.

Still sleepy, she didn't realize how angry she normally would have acted. Still sleepy, she didn't care. She just listened to the notes bounce off the instrument into her eardrums. Then the enchantress with pink hair stood up and walked slowly, curiously over to the beautiful black piano looking around her all the while. It was truly a stunning place to be in, she thought to herself.

Maybe Flash was sleepy too because he didn't seem to realize that Jinx had tip toed all the way over behind him and was watching him play. Feeling dripped out of his fingers that pressed the keys below them and oozed through the song. Emotion was imprinted all over the expression on his face and just the way he moved so delicately was expressing something. Her hair was falling out of its strong bands and the enchantress couldn't stifle the urge to let her florescent locks free. The feel of her hair cascading to her shoulders as the notes cascaded to a more alto range was amazing. Everything seemed so perfectly timed.

Suddenly her lips from her smile to a frown. The drowsiness didn't change the fact that she was bad luck. Something wrong was bound to happen. And even though this thought tightened her shoulders, she instantly relaxed as the crimson haired gentleman kept playing. And for once in her life, Jinx let go. She didn't care that she was bad luck; she was going to enjoy the moment and not let what she was affect it. It was the very first time she'd thought like this before and later she knew she would wonder if it had been wrong of her, but then she didn't care. The young lady just relaxed and sat next to the young man on the piano bench.

Instead of stopping the instant she sat beside him like most boys would have done, Kid Flash simply finished up the song quickly. It took three seconds for their eyes to lock onto each other. And Jinx, tired or not, was still somewhat her quirky self as she quirked up an eyebrow, "I thought you were going to have me back home by sun up."

He grinned, "Why so? Don't you want to spend some time with me?"

He didn't seem so emotional and serious now. Her heart dropped at that, she enjoyed him being serious. She began to frown again and wish she was home. Still she paid him a compliment for the first time since she'd known him, "That was beautiful what you were playing."

At last the enchantress hit a soft spot. His face fell from arrogant to emotional again, "Thank you." And though it seemed like a perfect time to drop the subject, she went on, "It sounded like something that's been playing in my mind my whole life," she was being really honest… it shocked the both of them. He nodded, "It's about a woman who can't quit being unfaithful to her boyfriend. It's a really emotional piece."

What an inappropriate song to play in her mind all her life. Yet the subject of the song didn't change the fact that it had indeed been playing in her mind. No matter how weird it seemed, it had and she couldn't take that back. "Are there words to it?" He didn't seem to want to answer the question and instead ran his fingers along a strand of her light red hair and a soft smile graced his face as she noticed that his head piece wasn't on, "Your hair is down," Then she also noticed he was dangerously close to her and inched away from him.

All too suddenly she was falling off the bench… she must have been closer to the edge than she thought. Once again she braced herself for the impact that never came. So quickly she found herself safely in his arms once more. And once more she had a hot pulse and safe feeling. She wanted to struggle, or would have if she wasn't somewhat in shock to be in his grasp so fast. Yet as his face got closer to hers it was as though time had been stopped.

She normally would have struggled; she normally would have clawed him and caused him pain. Maybe it was because she thought she was still tired even though her blood was pulsing in hot flashes through her body causing her to be wide awake. Or maybe it was because she was caught off guard. But either way, when his soft lips pressed lightly against her cherry blossom own, she pressed back. She was being held tighter, closer to him and she began to hold him closer to her. The lady had never felt something like this ever in her life.

It was intoxicating. The moist feeling of their lips parting and joining back together was ecstasy to her. Unlike everything else the boy she was against did, he kissed her slowly and gently and she began to find herself loving every bit of it. His fingers were sliding through her hair and they were both glad that she'd let it down. Trails of hot fire flamed wherever he was touching her. The contact of his warm breath against her wet petal soft lips was earth shattering to her. The same went for her and naturally she had no idea.

Then she woke up from her daydreaming and found herself still sitting next to him on the piano bench whilst he played. "Damned be these fantasies!" She mumbled ever so softly, yet still dripping with rage. She hated it, the feeling that she needed something or someone. She'd never been dependant on anything but the air she breathed and the sustenance everyone required to survive. Simple food, water and air were all she ever thought she had to have.

Jinx didn't need this boy, she couldn't. Yet a small voice in the back of her mind tempted her, "Must it be so forbidden? He doesn't mean to lock you up." Then what she called the sensible voice countered, "You can't know that. Unlike Raven, we're not telepathic. We cannot read minds. Never trust anyone; never rely on sheer dumb luck." The honey sweet voice still insisted that it was the right thing to let these things unfold. Sense was turning less sensible and merciful, "How could that ever unfold to US? We're damned, we're unlucky, we're mean, and we are evil." "We don't have to be," Temptation still stuck to the cause, "We could change, we could save people. People could love us, I know they could." "Who could ever love Jinx? No one believes in bad luck anymore, and those who do hate it. No one could ever love us. No one would even find us pretty. With Jinx's pink cat eyes? Who would love us?"

The enchantress couldn't take it anymore. The thought of being deprived of the feelings that she wanted to feel so badly were pushing hot tears to the surface of her eyes. "Pink hair, pale skin, black dress and striped stockings. We are a freak show, not a beauty." She didn't need confidence, she told her self, and she didn't need self esteem. But how could that be with the tears running down her cheeks and the awful pang in her heart? The young lady's feelings were a mess and she could no longer handle the lack of comfort. There was no consoling to a woman with no love, no warmth.

She was ill fortune… but for every broken mirror, there is a new one waiting to be hung. Perhaps that being here could change how she looked at things. Perhaps staying her could give her the tempting consolation of freedom. And the one perhaps that even though she didn't think it was possible was the one that made her stay. Perhaps she could get some real food. "When in doubt, follow your tongue," she mumbled and laughed.

Upon hearing her laugh, Flash instantly ceased playing and looked at her, "Did I play a note wrong?" This in turn, made Jinx laugh harder, "No, I'm hungry!" Why was she all of a sudden in such a good mood? She glared at him mockingly, "Get me some food, or I'm leaving." The crimson haired boy raised an eyebrow in question, "I thought you wanted to leave immediately." Jinx smirked as she made her final decision, "I won't if you feed me."