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|synchronized symphony (standard:romance, 1101 words)|
|Author: ysogiron||Added: May 14 2009||Views/Reads: 1462/748||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so. -- David Grayson|
Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so. -- David Grayson The whole house was run amuck. Buzzes of conversations, hearty laughter from both men and women and the jovial kind of music the house hadn't heard for an eternity filled the dimly lit gardens and so were the smell of served expensive drinks and sweets. All the while, Sebastian Stevens sat brooding on one corner, which was strange for he was usually situated among women during such parties, frantic to get to know the mysterious man that he was. A bottle of alcohol in one hand, his position and the way he was sitting made him appear like one ordinary party crasher, just in there for the food. The bottle's mouth remained unkissed. He still had not made a swig yet although he had been holding it the moment he sat there. In the dark, his eyes seemed to be confused and searching, his mind almost at a complete loss. “You're looking very good these days, my dear. Well, don't take my comment badly. Of course you were a natural beauty but, this change-- is it because of the old man's grandson?” The old man's grandson. Right, people never knew Sebastian. Not even his name, Nicole thought but she just smiled at the question. Perhaps it was all because of him. Where are you, dammit? Talk. “I'll just go get some more food inside. Enjoy yourselves,” came the cheery voice. Finally. He searched for her in the dark. Then, he was staring at her, his eyes following her every move amidst the guests, as though fearful he might lose her. She was talking to them with the proper respect and politeness he never heard of her when talking to him. He stood up and went to her. “Let's talk”. He took hold of her arm and dragged her to their room, ignoring people as they passed by while she kept excusing themselves. “Okay, let's talk but you really don't have to drag me in front of the guests.” She pulled her arm free of his tight grip but he immediately grabbed her other arm. “You're hurting me,” she complained in an unsteady voice, because he really was, and not just physically at that. His eyes narrowed. “The hell I am but tell you what woman, this doesn't even compare to how you've hurt me,” he said bitterly before closing their room's door. When he let go of her arm, she went immediately to the farthest corner of the room, near the window, just in case he decided to hurt her, she'll just jump off. He winced when he saw her massaging her arms unconsciously. When he stepped closer, she stepped back. “I don't know how I've hurt you, Sebastian, but I–” she hold out a hand to stop him from getting any closer to where she was standing because she was feeling faint and it would take more time to jump off of the window if she was. He stopped just by the bed instead and she sighed with relief before she continued, “I'm sorry. Whatever it was, I didn't mean it – to hurt you, that is. I never wanted to hurt you, you know that, so could we just,” she swallowed and spoke her last three words just above a whisper, “forget about it?” His eyes pierced right through her and it frightened her. Punishments always frightened her although this was the first time he got really furious. This was their first night. All over again. “You think this is all a joke?” She shook her head and swallowed hard even though she didn't even know the ‘this' that he was referring to. “God, Nikki. I want to wring your neck,” he let out a desperate sigh and sank into the bed. He shoved a hand into his hair. There was a full minute of silence with only their breathing to be heard. Hers was frightened, his, frustrated but uneven just the same. He stared at her. She looked at her feet. Finally, he asked her in his normal tone, “You Click here to read the rest of this story (48 more lines)
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