Chapter 5 Complications

I stood up and gestured him towards the piano.

What am I going to do?

He smiled as he sat down fluidly. He closed his eyes, placed his slender fingers onto the ivory keys, drew in a deep breath, and started playing.

The tune was too familiar. He was playing "Playing Love" from "The Legend of 1900". The melody line was extremely sweet and tender; his touch was soft, legato and flowing. This piece was one of the pieces dad had taught me, one of my favorite piano pieces.

Was Aster a psychic?

His looks, talents and manners were too perfect.

Any girl would crave for him to be their boyfriend.

[Aster's POV]

She was standing there, quietly, listening to me playing. She looked pensive and even more angelic with the candle light reflecting off her face.

I have played piano every since I was 3 years-old. "Playing Love" from "The Legend of 1900" was probably the only piece I had in mind. My feelings for her were more than infatuation, I think... I'm not even sure how I felt...

I had ended the piece smoothly.

She was smiling so happily, clapping with enthusiasm. I stood up from the chair and faced her. I took her hand once again, and pressed my lips onto the back of her hand.

"It's a pleasure meeting you," I started, "I hope we will meet again someday."

"We will," she reassured with that beautiful blush on her cheeks, "We will meet again, I can guarantee that."

I smiled and pulled out some change and notes. I stuffed it into the bucket labeled "tips" placed on top of the piano. She looked too surprised. "This is too much! I can't have it all!"

"Keep it." I said firmly. "Good bye then."

I walked towards the door and waved, she still looked confused when she gave a long, deep bow.

I headed towards my silver Mercedez-Benz, wondering why Satorius had left in such a hurry and where he went.

As I sat into the drivers' seat and shut the door, my thoughts trailed to her.

Casey Nagoya.

My face had heated up when I thought back to what I did, kissing her hand, showing off on piano (I'm hoping the paparazzi didn't find out). This was all new to me. I never had any feelings to any girl before, except today.

Am I in love?

[Casey's POV]

[10:00 p.m]

He had given me an absurd amount of cash. And he wouldn't want it back! The tips bucket was heavy today. I was happy that the hard work paid off, I was finally a bit closer to saving for Medical School (Very expensive).

Aster was the last guest, so I went to changed back into my school uniform, placing my usual uniform back into it's usual place, knowing how reliable Tina was with washing. I stuffed the tips into my school bag and searched for Giuseppe when I left the toilet.

Giuseppe had wished me good night, congratulated me and permitted my leave. I told him I'd be coming back next week so he smiled and waved good-bye.

[10:15 p.m]

I walked along the path way of Siemens Park, taking my time, not eager to go home.

As I continued, 2 guys had appeared out of no where and approached me. They seemed drunk and looked disheveled; I could tell easily because of their walking styles, they bumped around the things around them.

I tried to avoid looking and walking past them, but failed miserably.

The two guys had blocked the path completely.

"Hey babe! Wanna hang out?" One of the guys had spoken, sounding drunk. I pretended not to hear them and pushed past them quickly. They roared with laughter and started following my footsteps.

"Oh come on baby! Come to Davy!" The other guy had yelled behind me. I started to run along the path heading towards Siemens car park.

They were running after me, their footsteps and drunken laughter echoed in the empty park. I was fully sprinting now, towards the other side of the car park, knowing there was a convenient store were I could take refuge from these insolent people. I was panting badly, and my sprint started to decelerate.

"Come on sugar! Give me a kiss!" The man named Dave had caught up to me and grabbed my wrist. I tried to shake it off, to get him to release me, but failed.

I moved onto plan B.

"Oww!" Dave had yelled as I kicked him in the groin, hard. He instantly let go and as I was about to run, the other guy had blocked my path and wrestled me into a half-nelson. I tried my hardest to escape by stomping really hard on his foot and kicking his shins but he just snickered.

"Let go of me! Let go!" I shouted as he dragged me towards an old and dirty car.

"Let's have some fun tonight, sugar!" The guy wrestling me had whispered in my ear seductively, ignoring my useless pleas. The smell of alcohol irritated my nose. I did not know what he meant by "fun", but I was sure it wasn't going to be good.

Just when the guy was trying to force me into his car, a silver Mercedez suddenly appeared, fully smashing into the back of the old car, deliberately. I was unharmed, but the guy who was wrestling me had instantly let go and shouted numerous swear words (very colorful!) as he ran towards the wreckage. His companion was still holding his groin, half-lying on the ground.

The silver Mercedez had stopped in front of me, door open. I hesitated and climbed into the car quickly when the drunken guy was running towards my direction, swearing loudly.

As I slammed the door shut, the car instantly accelerated away from the car park. I caught glimpses of both guys yelling and pushing each other, fighting. I turned around to look at my savior, who was already studying my facial expressions carefully.

to be continued.....

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