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Razor Blade Symphony: Ch. 23

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The coffee shop was small with tables, couches, and chairs. Clary and I sat in the back of the coffee shop next to a fireplace that was gated off. My hands were clasped around an ice coffee cup and they stared to feel like ice. Clary sat next to me with a notebook in front of her. She had a pen that was shaking in her hands as she wrote.

"I'm so nervous," Clary said, softly as a girl with a guitar sang a love song into the microphone. She looked at me as she took a drink of her ice coffee.

I smiled. "You'll be fine."

"And next up," a bold guy was up at the microphone with a wooden clip board in his hand. He was dressed in a green polo shirt and khaki pants. "This is a first time poet, Clary."

She squeezed my hand and walked up to the microphone. I sat at the table, sipping my ice coffee slowly as I watched her read her open. If she was nervous, she didn't show it. She stood completely still with her hands holding tight to her notebook. Her voice was even and she kept good eye contact.

The bell above the entrance rang behind me and I turned around. Jake and Andy walked into the coffee shop. I quickly turned around in my seat, praying they wouldn't see me. They walked to the windows table that was up on a ledge. Jake had a smile on his face that stretched from ear to ear as he watched Clary. He was dressed in black jeans with a plain, black t-shirt. Andy sat at the table, leaning back in his chair and his fingers tapping on the table. He was dressed in a black, v-neck shirt with a black scarf tied around his neck, a fabric bandana around his head, a feather hanging from his ear, and black jeans with holes in the knees and cowboy boots. His eyes were coated with faded black make up and his blues had dark clouds about them.

I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb. I was waiting for him to notice me. Clary's poem seemed to drag out longer than I thought it was. When she was done, everyone clapped. She smiled at everyone and quickly walked back to our table.

"How did I do?" She whispered, excitingly.

"Why are Jake and Andy here?" I asked, completely ignoring her question.

She turned around and looked at them. Keeping my head low, I looked at them as well. Jake had gone up to get coffee and now stood in a line of four people while Andy sat at the table, staring at me. "I invited them."

"Why?" I stared at her with wide eyes.

"Because Jake and I need you and Andy to make up," she spoke in the same irritated tone I spoke to her with. "I don't care if you don't want to, you have to."

I sighed and looked down at the table. I took a sip of my ice coffee and pushed back on my chair. Before Clary could say anything, I walked out of the door.

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The sky was turning black and cars drove by. A light breeze was blowing through and my hair was flying every which way. If I knew how to get home, I would have started walking. The bell rang behind me. I turned around to see Andy standing there. He looked at me as if he just found out I wasn't dead. His eyes held a mist to them, gray clouds covering the beautiful blue they once were. He was hesitant as he walked over to me.

"Get away from me Andy," I snapped, my voice was almost a whisper. "Just go away."
He swallowed hard. "Please Sierra, let me explain."

I shook my head, laughing under my breath. "That would be a waste of time. There is nothing you can say that would make any of this better."

"Sierra, I'm sorry," Andy blurted out. He stood firm, his eyes locked on me as the wind blew his hair off his shoulders. "I don't know why I acted the way I did." He rubbed his hand through his hand. A white bandage was wrapped around his knuckles from when he punched the window. "I shouldn't have acted like that. I finally got what I wanted. I can be with you without worrying about Scout or her bed buddy. You are all that matters to me. I don't want to lose you."

I stared at him. A lump rose in my throat that cut my breath short. I felt like I wanted to cry. I was frozen where I stood. Tears formed in my eyes, burning them and threaten to come out. I didn't want to cry in front of him. I didn't even want to stand in front of him. I shook my head and looked away from him. "Thank you for the apology but I can't be with you. I can't be around you. Just go away."

"I can't," he said, stepping towards me.

I tried to step away from him, pushing him away from me but he didn't move. I pushed harder. "Get away from me Andy!" I cried. People around us stared at us.

He grabbed my arms, holding me tight, and pulled me into a kiss. His lips were cold against mine, his lip ring felt like a needle stabbing my lip. There were still fireworks when we kissed. No matter how hard I tried to pull away from him, he held me tight against him with his lips pressed hard against mine. It wasn't too long before I couldn't fight him anymore. I molded against him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He held me tight against me, his arms wrapped around my waist. I could feel the smile on his lips.

Through the coffee shop window, Clary and Jake watched us with smiles on faces and their fingers laced together over the table.

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"It's about time," Clary laughed.

We sat around a table in the coffee shop. Andy sat very close to me, his hand holding mine tightly. My ice coffee was just about gone. The ice died the light brown color of my coffee. Clary had a plastic container with a double fudge brownie and chocolate icing in it.

"You want more coffee?" Andy asked, pointing to my cup.

I took another drink, thinking about his question. "Sure,"

He grabbed my cup, gave me a quick kiss, and walked over to the counter. I watched him go, feeling the warm sensation spread through my body again. I turned and looked at Clary as Jake followed after Andy. My best friend smiled at me.

"What?" I asked.

She giggled and drank the last of her ice coffee. "I knew this would happen. Look how happy you and Andy look." She added.

I rolled my eyes and looked back at Andy. He was talking to Jake while the people behind the counter were making my ice coffee.

"See,"

I looked back at my friend. "See what?"

She giggled as she placed her straw in her mouth.

Andy and Jake came back. I took a big drink of my ice coffee as Andy place his arm around my waist. The clouds in his eyes seemed to have disappeared and his beautiful blue eyes were back. Clary was right, he did look happier. I felt happier with his arm around him again.

"What are you doing this Saturday?" Andy asked, looking down at me.

I swallowed a mouth full of coffee. My teeth stung from the sudden coldness and it took me a couple minutes to answer. "I'm not sure yet,"

"Would you like to come to one of our concerts?"

A smile slowly formed on my lips. "Sure."

"Awesome," Andy whispered as he leaned down and kissed me. I felt his lust. He couldn't get enough of me as he kissed me. I wanted to melt in his arms. I wanted to escape with him, somewhere where we could be alone. I didn't want to admit it but Clary was right, I felt so much happier being with him again.
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