The Lone Musician
Chapter 14 – Healing
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Dante gulped, fumbling with his pocket to reach the gun. He promised to use it only if things got out of hand. That and only that. Lazul fired a few more times, making Dante roll around uncomfortably. He finally pulled it out, took the safety off, and aimed directly at Lazul's head. Lazul paused for a moment before raising her gun, too. Dante's hands shook violently, making the handgun rattle in his weak fingers. Lazul's finger drew back the trigger, making Dante hold his breathe. There was a bang and then Dante felt a sharp pain just above his knee cap. He cried out in pain and began shooting in a blind rage. He heard a short gasp and turned his attention toward Lazul, whose shoulder was now bleeding.
He looked up to see her once pupiless eyes spring back to their emerald green and she was looking directly at him, her gun hanging loosely between her fingertips before dropping and thudding on the carpet. Sirens and voices could be heard outside. She looked at her hands, looking scared and some what feverish.
"Run." she finally said, the words barely audible. "Run. Hide. Now."
She ran over and grabbed Dante, attempting to pick him up and heave him over her shoulder. Dante was still in shock from what had just happened. He had just shot Lazul. Harmed her. Made her bleed. He never thought that he would hurt her. After all, she-
His thoughts were cut short as the air was knocked out of him. At first, his vision blurred then he saw the faint outline of Lazul's face before he lost consciousness.
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The next thing Dante left was something warm and damp touch his knee. He impulsively winced and went to push it away when he left something grab his hand. He recognized his location in Lazul's room, lying on her bed, the covers rolled back.
"Don't make any sudden movement, Dante. This bullet just missed your knee cap. This would be a lot more painful if I hadn't." he heard a familiar voice grumble. He turned up to see Lazul's face leaning over his. A wet cloth was in her hand and she was dabbing the wound on his leg.
"Well, anyway, I'm glad you're awake."
"What happened?" he mumbled, aching in muscles he never knew he had.
"The police came with a strange man in a brown suit. He asked if I had "disposed" of the people who knew. I told them I had. So, you're pretty much a dead man now."
"Dead man. Funny, I don't feel dead. Wait! I SEE A LIGHT!"
"Cut it out!"
He noticed she still held a tight grip on his palm and lightly curled his fingers around her hand. She looked up, turning an embarrassed shade of crimson. He grinned slightly, but she didn't smile back. After what had just happened, she couldn't.
"I'm so sorry I shot you. I lost control. I couldn't stop myself. I tried as hard as I could. Tried to call out. Nothing went through. If only-" she began shooting off her mouth.
"You couldn't do anything. Hush." He said raising a finger to her lips to cut off her words. "I'm sorry I shot you, too. You're aim is pretty damn good. But, I skimmed your shoulder. I bet that brought you back."
"Yeah... But, aren't you hurt? It's my fault so-"
"Lazul."
"-When I shot you couldn't do anything-"
"Lazul."
"-I felt so helpless!"
"Lazul!"
Lazul raised an eyebrow. He grinned again, then winced.
"I'm fine... I bet this isn't half as bad as what Lucia went through."
"... True. But one of her best friends didn't shoot her."
"You have a point as well."
"I mean, it was a chandelier for GOD SAKE!"
"Um, yeah but, er... C'mon, brain! Witty retort, witty retort, witty retort..."
There was an odd silence until Dante spoke again.
"This has been a crazy night, but I still have something on my mind..." he muttered. Lazul suddenly became interested in the conversation once again.
"And that is?" she asked, expecting an answer. Dante smiled once more.
"You didn't do your song."
Lazul blushed. She didn't really want to go into that.
"Well, what're you waiting for? OUT WITH IT!" he said expectantly.
Lazul nodded, continuing to blush madly. She cleared her throat and began, dropping his hand and moving her palm gingerly to her shoulder.
"I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
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These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
-
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me..."
She decided to stop there, the content grin on Dante's face returning.
"You'll do very well..." he said, grinning wider.
"What do you mean?" she inquired, sputtering and confused.
"I forgot to tell you... We're opening for a concert."
Lazul's eyes brightened and she completely forgot about Dante's wounded knee, practically throwing herself at him in a tight bear hug.
"THANK YOU! YOU'VE MADE MY DREAM COME TRUE! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I-" Lazul paused in mid sentence. Dante's smile had disappeared and small beads of sweat were appearing on his forehead. Lazul was careful of his knee, but continued to lie on him. He was staring straight at her and she blushed. Her heart skipped a beat as his arms wrapped around her waist. He brought her closer until they were only inches apart. This was soon remedied. Dante pushed his head forward and his lips pressed to hers. Lazul muttered a very unlady-like curse into his mouth, caught off guard. The kiss was pleasant. She felt a warm comfort being this close. When he pulled away, he was blushing about a a bright enough color to match hers.
"That was new..." she muttered, a little breathless. Dante nodded in response.
"But, it felt good." he whispered. He was using that seductive tone again.
"Stop saying it like that. It makes me fear you."
"Fine, fine. If you want me to, Lazul."
"And don't call me that."
It was the first time she'd ever said that to anyone.
"What do you want me to call you then?" Dante asked.
"Call me Cait. You know it's my real name..." Lazul answered.
"Then, Cait you shall be."
He held her closely again and tucked her head underneath his knee, now completely oblivious to his throbbing knee. Both of them were smiling, but Dante's soon faded as his eyes slowly shut. Once he was asleep, Lazul pulled the blanket over them both and shut her eyes. She was still curious about his song he had in mind, but suddenly she let the thought pass by.
It could wait until morning.
