You Make My Heart S m i l e
C h a p t e r 2
Hear Me
The Silence Will Set Me Free
Beep, beep, beep, beep, CRUSH!
I opened my eyes slowly and looked at my fist. Aw crap.
"Stupid me." I moaned, rolling out of bed and stretching my arms in the air. I looked to my broken alarm clock and stifled a laugh. "Oh well."
I walked out unto my balcony in my white silk nightgown and stared at the sunrise. I had a perfect view of the east ocean, the water turned pink with the rising sun. I took in a deep breath of fresh air and exhaled loudly. Cars hurried by on the street below me, people rushing on their way to work. Every Saturday in Destiny Islands was like this. Well…this day was different.
"Hello up there!" a voice called from below. I looked across the street, but I saw no one.
"Down here!" I looked at the side walk almost directly beneath my balcony and stifled a sigh, him.
"What do you want?" I asked coldly. He smiled up at me with his beautiful white smile.
"I wanted to see you!" He called back. Today he was wearing a black and gray striped hoodie, underneath was a white v-neck that showed off the muscles in his chest. His black cargo pants clung loosely to his slender legs and his black converse completed his ensemble.
"First of all kid, I don't know you! Second of all, how the hell do you know where I live?" I asked, the question surprising him.
"We are neighbors! Duh!" He laughed.
"Are not!" I argued.
"Ok I live a couple houses down the street."
"That still doesn't explain how you know where I live. I don't know where you live." I pointed out.
"How about you come down here and I'll explain everything?" he offered.
"No."
He sighed. "Suit yourself!"
He turned around and started walking away. God…this kid's a creeper or something, I swear.
I walked back into my dull white room and shut the blue curtains. Slipping off my silk nightgown, I dressed for today, black skinny jeans, a blood red tank top with white converse that I had drawn on with black sharpie. I grabbed a pair of wide rimmed, rounded black sunglasses and stuck them on the top of my head.
Buzz…buzz…buzz.
I picked up my phone. "Incoming call. Kairi." The screen said. I hit enter and pressed the phone to my ear, only to pull it back when she shrieked into the other end.
"NAMINE! WE GOING TO THE FAIR! WE ARE PICKING YOUR UP RIGHT NOW!" then she hung up. Well that doesn't leave me much of a choice…
Grabbing a thin black jacket, I started downstairs.
"ONEE-CHAN!" Seth said hugging me.
"Seth. What are you doing up so early?" I asked glancing at the clock. 6:04. And why was Kairi up this early?
"I was having a hard time sleeping! I watched the sunrise!" He explained.
"I see. Was it pretty?"
"Very!" I smiled.
I sat on our beige, suede couch, Seth immediately taking a seat next to me. He picked up the remote control, turned on the television and started flipping through the channels. Bad soap operas, old cartoons, Pokémon. He settled on some show about a kid who couldn't train a dog.
"Sit Jack!" the little boy on television said while the dog cocked its head to the side, wagging its tail. Seth giggled and said "I want a dog! A golden retriever!"
I placed my hand on his head, messing up his hair. "Dogs are handfuls, Seth."
He looked slightly crushed and I pulled him closer to me. He smiled.
Suddenly a loud knock pounded on my door, followed my uncountable, consecutive door bell rings.
"I'm coming! Gosh Kairi, STOP RINGING THE BELL!" I yelled angrily.
She had rang it once me before stopping, her laugh sounding clear through the door.
"Bye Seth." I turned and waved to him, him returning my wave before turning his attention back to the screen.
I looked through the peephole and saw an eye pressed right up against it.
"Is that necessary Kairi?" I asked her opening the door.
"Yes it is. Let's go!" She dragged me by my wrist until I stopped her.
"Wait!" I exclaimed as we almost got her car.
"What?" She asked, giving up on pulling me against my will. Wise choice in my opinion.
"I need my key!" I explained, running back to my door, clearing the three steps with a single leap. I burst through the door, scaring the crap out of Seth. Apologizing, I went up to my room and grabbed my silver key with a gold N on it. Jogging back down the stairs, I grabbed a golden chain off the banister. Why is that there? Telling Seth to behave and to tell his mother where I went, I made my way back outside.
Kairi's old red van sat in my driveway, the slider door open with Sora's feet dangling out. Making my way over to him slowly and jumped in the doorway and laughed at his yelp he let out.
"Sora? Was that you?" Kairi asked. I guessed that she was getting him something from the trunk.
"Yeah…" He said, pouting.
"Scoot over." I laughed, pushing him across the near empty van. "Oops." I said as his head hit the other door.
"Oops is right!" He scolded, rubbing his head. Kairi slammed the truck down and sat in the driver's seat, motioning for me to sit in the passenger's seat. Moving Sora's legs in and sliding the door shut, I sat up in the front. Kairi, putting the beat-up van in drive, pulled out of my driveway and started out down Jay's Place. I envied Kairi. She had her birthday a couple months ago, making her the legal age to drive.
"So what is there to do at the fair?" I said, breaking the silence.
"You've never gone?" Sora asked surprised.
"No…" I said.
"Well, let's see. There are games, like basketball shooting contests and stuff, a bunch of vendors that sell things from skirts to puppets, oh! And a dunk tank!" Kairi said excitedly.
"I want to dunk Seifer this year." Sora half whispered to himself.
"Good luck. I doubt he'll volunteer to be dunked." Kairi chuckled.
"A guy can dream right?" We quickly fell into silence. Well, Sora decided to break it.
"I'm really special cause there's only one of me! Look at my smile" He shoved his face next to mine with a big grin on his face "-I'm so damn happy! Other people are jealous of me!"
Kairi shook her head but he pretended not to notice.
"This is my Lovehandle and this is my spout," He made himself look like a teapot. "But if you tip me over Momma said 'KNOCK YOU OUT!'"
"Shut it Sora!" Kairi yelled, throwing a water bottle at him, which sailed into his face. He fell dramatically to the floor of the van and stayed still.
"I think he's dead." I giggled, poking his face.
"Yes. I'm dead. Bury me!"
"Stop fooling around!" Oh like Kairi never does that. "We're here."
"FAIR! I WANT A CORNDOG!" Sora screamed, jumping out of the van and running down the boardwalk.
The fair was near the beach, the clear blue waves visible just below the horizon. Seagulls hunted for scattered popcorn and some preyed on the pink cotton candy the little kids had in their grasps. Kairi lead me down the board walk to a vendor with a pink beret on top of long blonde hair and a black and white striped shirt on. She smiled and spoke with a French accent.
"Ohé!"
"Ohé!" I replied.
"Comment allez-vous?"
"Bein, merci."
Kairi looked at me surprised. "You speak French?"
I nodded and turned back to the lady.
"Excusez-moi, Parlez-vous anglais?"
"Oui. I do speak English."
"Care to translate your conversation Namine?" Kairi asked.
"Later." I told her, examining some black and white checkered belts.
She sighed, irritated, and walked away. The sad thing is, I didn't notice she was gone. I turned to ask her a question to see she wasn't there.
"Kairi!" I called and I looked through the crowd. But she was nowhere to be seen. I shrugged and walked over to a water shooting game.
"Hello Ms. Wanna play?"
"Sure." I said, handing him a 20 munny. "What do you got to do?"
"Aim the gun at the hole in the middle. First person to get there bar," He pointed to a display board with lights that lit up as the water hit the sensor. "Wins a prize!"
"Sounds cool to me."
Another person sat in the seat next to me and paid his fair. "Now with a total of three players, we can begin!" The vendor said. "One, two, three, aim!"
The water rushed out of the gun, hitting the senor in the middle of the shooting area. I got this in the bag. A loud bell rung and he cheered "Winner!"
It wasn't me. "Great." I groaned, seeing who won.
"Thank you!" He said, accepting his prize of a large stuffed bear.
I started to walk away, before he could notice me but, I was too late.
"Hey! Wait up!" He ran over to me, bear under his arm. His shiny blonde hair glistened in the morning sun and his bright blue eyes were full of warmth.
"What do you want?" I asked, making sure to put emphasis on the you.
"I have a name you know." He laughed, obviously not offended by my rude comment.
"I don't care too much to learn it." I snapped.
"Man, why are you so cranky?" The warmth in his eyes faded to be replaced with mischief.
"I'm not cranky. You are just too sensitive." I told him.
"Come with me." He pleaded, grabbing my hand.
I sighed and said, "Fine."
A smile grew on his face and he stared running, to where I had no clue.
"Where are we going?" I asked, nearly tripping over an abandoned cup of soda.
"Well, I want to put this away," He said gesturing to the bear.
He lead me to a large stage, lights stationed all around. A performance? No one was here right now so I figured this was for later.
"Stay here." He said, releasing my hand and running behind the stage. He came back in less than a minute. "Miss me?"
"Not really."
He frowned slightly, opening his mouth to speak, but was stopped by a sudden kiss. Olette. Her brown hair was pulled up into a ponytail, her spikes still sticking up. She was wearing a white mini skirt with a too bright for my liking orange tank top. She was holding a soda in one hand and had a light tan bag slung over her shoulder.
"Baby!" She said when he pushed her away. "What are you doing here with Ms. Doom and Gloom?" she asked, making a face at me.
"I'm showing her around the fair."
"C'mon sweety! Show me around!" she said pushing me away from him.
"Olette. Haven't you gotten it yet? We are over."
"Aw, honey-cakes, we only had a fight. We aren't over." She said, pushing her lips to his again. He pushed her away and wiped his lips.
"I mean it Olette. Over. O-v-e-r."
She had a look of disgust on her face. "You choose her," She pointing to me. "Over me?"
He smiled and nodded.
Olette balled her hands into fists and turned to me. She grinned and slapped, satisfaction lighting up on her face.
He slap swung a bit, but I wasn't going to show her that. "Get it through your thick skull. You and him are over. I love him now." I said, jumping to his defense. Did I just say that? I don't love him!
She smirked. "Prove it."
"Fine." I said, a plan popping into my head. Walking back over to him and turned and gave her a smile before grabbing his jacket collar with both hands and pulling his lips to mine. My lips moved against his, his eyes filling with surprise, then understanding. This was exactly what Olette would not be expecting. His lips moved back against mine, making the kiss look real.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw her green eye release a single tear. She threw her soda at us and said to him, "I hate you!" before running away.
I released him and he laughed. "Real of fake?"
"Fake, of course." I said, wiping my lips and taking off my jacket.
"Oh. You're soaked." He pointed to my shirt.
"You are too."
"This will not do." He said, slipping off his jacket and taking mine from me. He threw them behind the stage and I gave him a questioning look. "No one will take them. Trust me. C'mon." he grabbed my hand and took me to a close by stand.
"Pick anything!" He said, flashing the white smile of his. "Price doesn't matter."He added when he noticed my hesitation.
I picked up an identical tank top to the one that I was wearing.
"Aw. Something different! Like, blue!" He held up a blue one to me. Blue like his eyes. "I think this will look great on you!"
"Ok." I mumbled. He chose a t-shirt the same color as the tank top he was going to buy for me and paid the vendor.
"Let's go get changed." Leading me back to the stage, he opened a door leading to a large storage closet. "Sorry. The bathrooms are terrible. I hope you don't mind changing in here."
"No, I don't." I stepped in and shut the door, quickly taking off my wet shirt and replacing it with the new one. Taking my time, I looked around the closet. Instruments were in cases filed by first name, names like Hayner, Axel, and Demyx were on the little yellow tags, telling whose was whose. I scanned every case and thought. Which is his?
I knew for a fact he wasn't a drummer. He didn't seem like the type to do that. Guitar? Some kind of brass instrument? Then I noticed the nicely constructed grand piano sitting in the corner, calling me.
I tiptoed over and sat on the dark wooden bench and lifted the fall, the dusty keys showing that no one had used this particular piano in a while. I tested it, pressing a single key. The soft noise rang through the room, echoing slightly. I took in a deep breath and started to play, my hands flowing over the keys.
AN: It's a good idea to listen to the song "Hear Me" By Kelly Clarkson right now! The piano makes things confusing! BACK TO THE STORY!
Mid, low, high. "Hear me." Mid, low, high. "Hear me," My hands repeated the cords.
"You gotta be out there. You gotta be somewhere. Wherever you are I'm waiting. Cause there are these nights when I sing myself to sleep."
I stopped played when a hand softly touched my shoulder.
"Don't stop." He whispered.
I looked up and met his blue eyes. Blue eyes full of wonder. I shook my head and stood up, setting the fall back into place.
"But why?" He gave me a puzzled look.
"I haven't played since my parents were murdered."
Flashback
I screamed in terror as my mother bled slowly to her death, drowning in her own blood. The man gave me a look of fear, not knowing what he had just done. He stood up and kicked me away from the door, making a break for it. Tears streamed down my cheeks as he ran, not knowing he had just ruined my whole life, putting a girl my age through hell. I stood up and ran over to the phone, slipping on my mother's blood, the life dying her eyes.
My fingers pressed the buttons quickly, an operator immediately picking up.
"9-1-1 emergency."
"My mom and dad!" I said through my sobs.
"We will send an ambulance right away!"
I hung up the phone, my tears now burning my eyes, and sat in a corner. I sat there until help came through our wide open door. I sat there as they investigated, I sat there. Just sat there.
Warm arms held me into a tight embrace. "I'm sorry he whispered."
I looked up at him with an empty stare. "You don't know the half of it." I turned and walked out of the closet, leaving him behind. His arm was outstretched to me but I didn't turn back.
Pianos are just so pretty :3
Namine's French conversation:
Lady: Hello!
Namine: Hello!
Lady: How are you today?
Namine: Fine, thanks.
Namine: Excuse me. Do you speak English?
Lady: Yes. I speak English.
Sorry this chapter took so long to get out! I wanted to update sooner but writer's block isn't fun DX And sorry for errors in grammar and spelling! R&R! Please! Please oh Please review! It made my day to see reviews! Roxas is a stalker! Stalker stalker stalker! STALKER! And Sora is a teapot! XD
Songs: The Happy Song by Liam Lynch and –Trumpet announcer- The song of the chapter is Hear Me by Kelly Clarkson!
Responding to Reviews!
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~The Silence Will Set Me Free