The 8th note.

Are you out there, are you any where, just say goodbye just like in my nightmare, are you lost without me, are you better off dead, you should keep it all here, in the back of my head.

B POV

I see him every day. Love at first sight always seemed like a joke to me, but then I saw him. And I still see him. Every day.

8:52pm he enters, 9:47pm he leaves. Every day the same, just like clock work. Always moving, never changing.

He sits at his piano. It will always be his from now on, even if he leaves tonight and never comes back. It will be his. No one can play it like him. Every day he plays, every day the same piece. A short haunting melody that morphs into a hopeful tune. But then it ends, and their he sits, a lonely man, trying to end his tune.

I watch him everyday, making up stories to match his haunting tune, the melody weaving, light, summer breezes to cold, stormy, winter nights. The tune was about someone, that much I could decode, the rest was left empty.

I would point him out to my friend Ally, she would smile at me, as if she knew something that I didn't, I would ask her, but she would just smile, say I would see, and then direct my attention back to the mans music.

Then one day our other friend Rose come in and saw us looking, she took one look at him, one look at me and then laid down an ultimatum. "Either you talk to him Bella or I will. Your choice." She said, casting one last look in his direction before walking out of the lonely music café.

----------------------------------------------5 days later------------------------------------------------

Today's the day I guess. I was dressed, well im not entirely sure how im dressed actually. I refused to look in the mirror after Alice had her way with me. But I think I look ok. I normally do after her little makeovers, and by little I mean 3 hour long torture sessions.

But that's besides the point, today im going to do it, today im going to talk to him.

8:51 and 48 secconds, 8:51 and 52 seconds, 8:51 and 57 seconds. Cue Bella's heart skipping 2 or so beats in 3, 2, 1, go.

'well I guess its now or never.' I thought as I heard him end his tune for the first time, knowing many more repeats would follow.

As I approached him from behind I heard him breathe in deeply. I decided that talking to him would involve using words so I softly spoke the first thing that came to mind.

"Its not fair to end it their you know, not when its so close to the end." I said softly, trying not to startle him, though I wanted nothing more then to scream how I felt to him. He didn't seem fazed by hearing my voice though, instead he just stood up from the piano bench and turned to face me, I looked up, staring into the depths of his deep jade eyes, the color so pure, so unlike anything I had seen before.

"Well how do you think it should end then?" he asked. His eyes flicking between staring into my eyes and gazing at my lips. I didn't even need to think of an answer, my heart and mind finally working as one.

"With a kiss." I said, almost whispering, as I gazed up longingly at the man I had admired for so long. Not even caring about rejection anymore.

"Well who am I to say no to my muse." He whispered back to me, wrapping his arms around my waist before pulling me close and finishing off his tune.

Wow, I havnt posted in FOR EVER! Lol I feel lazy, but I have my excuses, im sure you don't want to hear then though. So any way, tell me what you think. I wrote it when I was in a bad place in my mental space, so it might suck, no clue, but let me know :)

Ciao.

Bree