Chapter nine
(Drakes P.O.V.)
Everyone went their separate ways after Jenna left, which was strange
I heard the Piano, and then that voice…that voice was so beautiful, so soft, yet it had so much distance
I knew it must have been Jenna
I walked quietly to the doorway of the music room and watched her as she played so much emotion in her voice, sadness in her eyes as she sang the song she knew well
“We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images
When you left you kissed my lips
You told me you would never ever forget these images! No...
I never ‘wanna see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless lover
My back is turned on you
Should have known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you’re gone and I’m haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you!
Should have known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
She stopped the song and smiled sadly, looking down at the piano keys
“Well dad, I hope your proud of me” she murmured, so quiet, I didn’t know if I heard it right
She looked around the music room at the high ceilings painted to look like a ballroom; we used it for events like celebrations and things
I got up and walked quietly away, as not to alert her to my presence
“Drake, I know your there” she called
I stopped and turned around, smiling sheepishly
‘Busted’ I thought to myself
I walked into the room and leaned against the wall
“Where did you learn to play like that?” I asked her
