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Those Eyes

Chapter Nine

The song for this chapter is Nightingale by Demi Lovato.



I pulled up outside of her apartment and threw the cark in park. I hopped out and rushed up the front stairs of her building. I waited impatiently for the elevator. Finally it showed up and I punched the number 20. When I got to her floor I ran to her front door, praying that it was unlocked. My prayers were answered, the door opened with ease and I made my way inside. I heard water running so I booked it to her bathroom.

There, lying in the over flowing red-tinted bath water was Nina. Deep cuts littered the skin on her wrists. Her body was completely submerged in the water. I rushed to her side, pulling her limp body out of the water. Seeing her laying there limp in my arms only one thing was running through my mind; her song. “I could really use your melody, baby I’m a little blind, I think it’s time for you to find me. Can you be my nightingale?” She was my nightingale now, she’d be with my for the rest of my life.

Her lips were starting to turn blue. I pulled her the rest of the way out of the bathtub and placed her gently on the floor. I shut the water off and turned back to her. I felt for a pulse but couldn’t find one. I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed 911.

In minutes paramedics swarmed the now tiny bathroom. When I saw them pull the white sheet over her lifeless body I lost it. All the emotion I was trying to hold back came to the surface and bubbled over. She was gone. My Nina, my love, my life, was gone.

“Excuse me, are you Harry?” A police officer dressed in navy asked me.

I looked up at him; my eyes red rimmed and teary.

“Yes.” I managed to choke out.

“Here,” he said, handing me an envelope. “One of the officers found this on the bathroom counter.”
“Thanks.” I managed.

I turned it over and saw my name scribbled across the front in Nina’s handwriting.



Notes

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Comments

@Ciao Niccie

You don't have any idea how much your feedback means to me. :) Thank you so much. It makes me happy to see that this story will stay with you. I could have been more descriptive, but I thought that it would take away from the rawness of the story. And I also wanted the readers imagination to flow with my own.

It's perfectly fine that you listened to Skyskraper, I', just happy that you listened to music at all, since it is a big part of the story.
awaywithwords awaywithwords
11/12/13
I earnestly implore you to heed my words in their literal and true form... I have never stumbled upon a story, regardless the length, that has moved and stirred such compassion for a character, both characters, like this one. When I read about people crying in their comments, I am skeptical at times, but today I did. It's bittersweet. And although it was dark, it had a different essence to it . . . I almost can't describe it. But this was beautiful and I truly felt like I captured what you were eager to express in this masterpiece. I hope more people recognize and praise you for this story. It deserves more votes than the repetitive scripts that linger on here... This story will haunt me, in a good way.

p.s. I cheated by listening to skyscraper on chapter 11, I was a mess.
not working not working
11/11/13
Chpater 1: This is a different way to start a story, but I feel the sad intro sets a good platform for the rest of the chapters, which I like. It's sobering. I like the glimpse of normal and cute conversation, but then I'm reminded of the beginning again... Okay on with the show....chap 2....
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11/11/13