When I'm Missing You
Chapter 3
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I saw him for the third time.
It was dark, and raining, but I did not care.
I let the icy droplets fall through the heavy strands of my hair, dripping into my eyes, soaking my shoulders.
Lightning lit the streets to an almost daylight brightness before it was plunged once again into darkness.
He was on the inside, and I was looking in. Soft candle light lit his face and the smooth surface of the piano at which he sat.
I supposed the power had been cut off, and he was stuck in the small music shop, unwilling to venture out into the storming streets. The soft twinkling of piano keys barely reached my ears as I stared at him through the rain and the dark and the window, watching his shoulders move as his fingers flew across the keys, his head swaying like a metronome, his hair falling over his forehead. I watched as he looked up at the sheet music written before him, his golden eyes opening. Bright gold eyes that hid dark things.
Thunder rumbled, lighting flashed and the rain continued to fall, pounding down until it was just a monotonous noise to my Shadowhunter ears. I sat, crouched on the fire escape and watched until my eyes had drunk their fill, even if my heart and my mind and the strange tugging in my gut still felt confused.
The boy was a mundane.
Unreachable, even for me.
But I still wanted him, I was still obsessed.
Because for that brief moment when our eyes had met for the first time, even through the sweaty crowds and my own inattention, he had recognised me.
The golden boy stopped playing and paused for a moment, turning his face to gaze out the window. A sudden flash of lightning lit the street for a split second, just long enough for the boy's gold eyes to zero in on my position on the fire escape. My heart pounded in my chest as he continued to stare in my direction.
The world was dark again and I stood up, curling my whip around my wrists and slipping down the fire-escape with an elegance no mundane could ever replicate.
Lightning flashed again and I saw the boy's eyes searching for me.
But I was gone.
Yeah...this story puts me in a funny mood. I am seriously loving writing it.
I wanted to update once more before I focused on my other story that is almost finished.
Hope you enjoyed just reading from Isabelle's point of view.
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