Those Eyes
Chapter Eight
The song for this chapter is Born to Die by Lana Del Rey.
The next few months of my life were amazing. Nina released her first album entitled ‘Nina: This Is My Story’. It went over well, radio stations were playing her songs left and right and Nina was in the talks of headlining her first tour. Our relationship was still going strong. I knew that I was going to spend my of my life with Nina; there wasn’t a doubt in my mind. I hadn’t seen Nina as happy as she had been over the past few months, but that all came to a screeching halt when magazines and the media began to talk about our relationship.
Nina slipped into an even deeper depression than I had ever seen her in. She was questioning everything. My love for her was the thing she questioned the most. She didn’t understand how I could love her as much as I did.
We constantly fought about whether I loved her as much as she loved me. One night she called me and everything changed.
“Please Harry. Just come over.”
“I can’t Nina; I have a television interview early in the morning. I have to get some sleep, and if I come over now, we both know that won’t happen.”
“Please Harry, I need you. If you loved me you’d be here.” I could hear the pain in her voice, but I chose to ignore it. If I ignored it, it wasn’t really there, right?
“Nina…”
“It’s fine Harry. Goodbye.” Her goodbye sent chills down my spine. It wasn’t like her to say goodbye, in fact, she never said goodbye when we hung up. She always said I love you, and left it at that.
I picked up my phone and tried to call her back, but she didn’t answer. I tried a few more times before giving up. I got dressed and ran to the parking garage of my hotel and hopped in my rental car. It was a forty-five minute drive to Nina’s, I prayed the entire way there that I would get there before she did something stupid.
I ran nearly every red light that I came too and went well over the speed limit on the 405, but I didn’t care, I had to get to Nina. She needed me.
I pulled up outside of her apartment and threw the car 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.
The next few months of my life were amazing. Nina released her first album entitled ‘Nina: This Is My Story’. It went over well, radio stations were playing her songs left and right and Nina was in the talks of headlining her first tour. Our relationship was still going strong. I knew that I was going to spend my of my life with Nina; there wasn’t a doubt in my mind. I hadn’t seen Nina as happy as she had been over the past few months, but that all came to a screeching halt when magazines and the media began to talk about our relationship.
Nina slipped into an even deeper depression than I had ever seen her in. She was questioning everything. My love for her was the thing she questioned the most. She didn’t understand how I could love her as much as I did.
We constantly fought about whether I loved her as much as she loved me. One night she called me and everything changed.
“Please Harry. Just come over.”
“I can’t Nina; I have a television interview early in the morning. I have to get some sleep, and if I come over now, we both know that won’t happen.”
“Please Harry, I need you. If you loved me you’d be here.” I could hear the pain in her voice, but I chose to ignore it. If I ignored it, it wasn’t really there, right?
“Nina…”
“It’s fine Harry. Goodbye.” Her goodbye sent chills down my spine. It wasn’t like her to say goodbye, in fact, she never said goodbye when we hung up. She always said I love you, and left it at that.
I picked up my phone and tried to call her back, but she didn’t answer. I tried a few more times before giving up. I got dressed and ran to the parking garage of my hotel and hopped in my rental car. It was a forty-five minute drive to Nina’s, I prayed the entire way there that I would get there before she did something stupid.
I ran nearly every red light that I came too and went well over the speed limit on the 405, but I didn’t care, I had to get to Nina. She needed me.
I pulled up outside of her apartment and threw the car 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.
Notes
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-L
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.
11/12/13