She was far too into the song that she was playing, to hear the door open. She wasn’t aware anyone was in the room with her until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her body stiffened, her mind flooding with the pain but the pain instantly stopped when she heard his voice, her body relaxed under his touch. She stopped playing turning her head so that she was looking up at him “I’m sorry if I bugged you.. I didn’t think anyone was around” she said in a voice that came no louder then a whisper. She slid over on the bench, giving him room to sit down beside her. “I.. I never thought I’d play in front of someone” she admitted to him.
Her heart was racing faster then it should be, the feelings she felt for him the night that she was released, ran through her body as if it was that night all over again. She knew that he was always going to have a spot in her heart, but she didn’t think that her feelings for him would become this strong. They took over her body.
Miguel laughed as Savannah started apologising for “bugging” him, she could never bug him, not as long as he lived and loved her. “I’m glad a walked in, you look simply angelic playing that piano. Don’t let me stop you, continue. The melody is beautiful”. Miguel sat down next to her, their bodies touching and his heart beating incredibly fast. That wasn’t really new however, whenever he was near Savannah his heart started beating fast, she was the reason that it kept beating. The hope that they would one day unite was the only thing that was keeping him sane in the horror story of this Versailles palace life. He had the feeling that he was meant to be here, that he was meant to find her playing the piano. Once again it was him, and no one else, that found out something new about Savannah. The signs were hard to ignore, they were meant to be together but she just didnt see it. I’m going to make her see it.
Miguel took one long look at Savannah as she was playing the piano, not able to see how such a creature was real. He just loved her so much and would make her see that she loved him too. Miguel knew she loved him, the electricity between them was hard to ignore, and the look in her eyes as she looked at him, but she still couldn’t see it. Miguel decided that he would just enjoy this moment with her, the fight for her could continue later. “Could you play me as a melody?”
After waking up in Sullivan’s room, Savannah still had no want to go back to the infirmary, even though she knew her bandages needed to be changed. The only thing she wanted to do was play the piano. It was something that she had taken up when she was younger, and since then it had always been something that calmed her and cleared her mind. It was like it paused the world around her, giving her the chance to actually breathe for once. Slowly pushing herself out of his bed, grabbing onto her IV roller for extra help. She stood there for a couple minutes, grabbing his picture from his night stand before she continued towards the door and out it. The room that she had found the piano in, wasn’t too far from Sullivan’s room. Slowly making her way to the room, looking all around her to make sure that there wasn’t anyone in sight. So that she could avoid conversation, not feeling the need or want to talk to anyone.
When she arrived at the door, she opened it quickly, shutting it behind her as quietly as she could. She let out a sigh, leaning herself against the door as she looked at the ceiling. Tilting her head down, she looked at the piano and a feeling of complete calmness came over her. She walked over to the piano, sitting herself down on the bench in front of it, setting her IV roller beside her. She ran her fingers over the key cover, before lifting it up to reveal the keys of ivory that stared back at her. It was like they were begging for her to play them. Placing her fingers against the cool keys, she started playing things that came from the heart. Songs that she memorized the instant she learned them.
Miguel had been walking the halls of Versailles for the past two nights, not being able to be alone in his room and not being able to stay with Savannah like he did the first night. It just hurt too much, the pain he felt crippled him with every thought, every step and every word. He would just have to learn to live without the only source of comfort he had in this horror story of a palace. If he kept pining for her and thinking about her he knew he would go insane. Hark, he was already somewhat insane. Who falls in love with someone at the speed he did? Was it even real or was it just a figment of his imagination? Those were the questions he had been asking himself ever since Savannah had left him for Gabriel, and those were the questions he had been asking himself ever since the night she asked him to stay. It was getting all the more confusing every day and Miguel didn’t like it. If you love someone you should be with them, it’s that simple.
Suddenly, Miguel heard a beautiful sound coming out from a room to his left. It sounded like a song he had dreamt about, a song that he had been waiting to hear, a song that made him cry and laugh at the same time. It was the most beautiful song he had ever heard and he just needed to hear where it was coming from. Opening the door with a force that almost knocked it out of its hinges, he saw the back of a girl, someone he knew. He had known it was her before he opened the door, somehow he had known, and now all he wanted to do was run in the opposite direction, but he forced himself to stay. He knew it would be a mistake, a cause for his confusion later but he couldn’t fight this urge that this is where he was meant to be. Walking up to the girl at the piano he put a hand on her shoulder and whispered, “somehow, someway, you look even more beautiful than usual”.
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lol I forgot to answer this
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oh and steph is my twin for life
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I MEANT THAT AS A RHETORICAL QUESTION YOU HOHO
WELLL I’D HATE TO BURST Y’ALL LITTLE PARTY.
BUT I DON’T LIKE FRIGGING TWINKIES. THOSE ARE NAST.
WHO DOESNT LIKE TWINKIES
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AND HER BEING LIKE TALLAHASSE AND SEARCHING FAR AND WIDE FOR TWINKIES