AUTHOR'S NOTE
Me: Hey, buds! It's teiaramogami! I'm usin I'maBunnyGrr's computer to write t his, which is why it's so short! This is actually a collab I'm doin with her, and the first one I've ever done! EPIC! Anyway…yeah, this is chapter 2…so…enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the iPod, Kick-Ass, or Le Bien Qui Fait Mal by Mozart L'Opera Rock.
"Well, look at that, Amelia! New York City! Isn't it beautiful, love?"
I scoffed as my dad peered at me through the rear view mirror. "Yeah, sure…whatever Dad. Love it. Completely awesome."
My mother turned in her seat to glare at me. "Watch it, missy. You know we had to move here, it wasn't consensual." I waved her off nonchalantly, "Yeah, yeah mom. I know."
She sighed and looked at Dad for assistance. He mirrored me again and tried his best to sound upbeat. "C'mon, love! You'll enjoy it here, I know! They've got a great school…and there's lots of neighbors around and…and…"
"And that guy on the corner is getting mugged by two gangster wannabes." I added helpfully.
"What?" Mom shrieked, shoving her face against the window of our old beat-down RV. Considering certain…circumstances, I couldn't well SEE what exactly was happening outside, but like most blinds I knew, I could damn well hear it. I mean, who the hell couldn't hear some helpless guy on the street screaming, "HELP! HELP ME!" at the top of his freaking lungs?
Judging by the distance and volume of surrounding sounds, there were two other guys along with him. Dad slowed the car to a chug, but didn't dare stop, or even try to help. "David!" Mom whimpered, "What can we do?"
There was the squeak of leather, and I could practically imagine my father's fingers tightening on the steering wheel as he grumbled out between clenched teeth, "Nothing, Eve. There's nothing we can do."
"Very cool, Dad. We just move here, just enter the city, see/hear this guy getting the crap beat out of him, and decide to completely ignore it. Great first impression. Perfect." I knew better than to say that, but I couldn't help it. I could hear my Dad's sharp intake of breath as my Mom let out a deep hiss, resembling a feral cat. "Amelia Tresser, shut…it."
An emotionless 'Hmph' from my throat, and to drown out her feeble attempts to intimidate me, which, back at home, she could have easily done, but here, in this unfamiliar place, she had absolutely no power, I pulled out my iPod and sunk into the seat, pressing the first button on the left.
"Now where does this strange feeling
Come from
That fascinates me
Just as much as it disturbs me
I shiver stabbed by the beauty
It's like a knife in my soul
The wound going right through my heart
And I feel joy in the pain
I intoxicate myself with this poison
Until it makes me lose my mind"
I nodded along, mumbling the English lyrics under my breath. Unlike most other people my age I'd met, I wasn't into all that, stupid piles of utter bull they had the indecency to call "rap music". It could barely register sounding as good as a cat set on fire would.
"It's the good that causes pain
When you love
Completely normal
Your hate
Enjoy
It's so good to suffer
Surrender to the spell
Let tears flow"
The music flowed quickly, the beat deep and voices fast and resounding. My knuckles tapped along, and my foot dipped into the shag carpet with the violin notes.
"It's the good that causes pain
Causes pain
When you love
Completely ordinary
It's the good that causes pain
Your pain
The true pleasures
Are achieved only through torture
Take down your weapons
Let the tears flow"
I made a mental note to search for an instrument shop once we moved in, my attention suddenly and completely dragged into the violin like dirt being sucked into a vacuum cleaner.
"I can feel
A violent urge
I feel like
I'm sliding towards the ground
If I don't find out
Where this plague is coming from
I adore
Having it under my skin
Bewitched by mad ideas
Suddenly
All my cravings take off
The desire becomes my prison
Until I lose my mind"
I could feel the car slow as my Dad prepared to pull to a stop, and pressed Pause, just as he said, with so much enthusiasm that I was surprised he didn't spontaneously combust, "We're heeeereeee~!"