Soul�s Tune
Those tired eyes rivet on my own, while her hand trembles slightly, not demanding but offering.
I take the needle from her hand and look at it closely, then my gaze wanders to her again.
"I... I have never done..." My voice is shaking, the whisper fades away, before I even finish my sentence.
She shakes her head and moves closer.
"Don� worry, I�ll show ya."
She rolls up my sleeve and attaches a flexible tube to my arm.
"First ya have ta look for the vein. Veins are bluish, ateries invisible and pulsating. See?"
I nod.
"The levelled side of the needle is on top."
She looks up and raises her eyebrows, making sure I�m listening. When I nod again she smiles and takes the syringe out of my hand. She holds it above my vein for a second and then pushes the needlepoint forward. Only a little.
After that she takes off the tube and injects the fluid slowly into my veins.
I can only look.
Fascinated.
A small line of blood forms its way out of the place of trepan and the girl quickly pushes it together.
"There done."
A rush of euphoria runs through my body immediately. An experience of nausea and vomiting along with elation.
Balance and peace combined with dizziness.
Forget. Forget. Everything.
I lean my head against the wall and sigh contentedly.
My body is floating, I�m save, I�m free, I�m all I ever wanted.
No pain, no agony, just felicity and bliss.
Memories fade.
Soothing. Calmness. Everything.
I want to run, I want to dance, I want it all.
I feel ... detached.
And it feels great
No sorrow, no Trunks, no giggling girl in his arms. Just me. And no sorrows...
If I had only known back then of what was to come.
*
My mouth feels dry when I come to my senses again. I don�t know how long I have been sitting there. One hour? Three? Too long. My mum will certainly go berserk, when I finally come home. Shit.
I gaze at the prick of the needle and then pull my sleeve down again.
When I stand up, I finally notice, that the girl has vanished. The alley is empty. No sign of her existence except for a small piece of paper on the ground.
I bow down to pick it up.
A short note written in a clumsy handwriting.
--- Come again, I�ll wait for you. ---
No name with it. An impersonal contact with no names needed.
But... as good as it had felt. I knew of the consequences. I wouldn�t come again.
I pushed the paper into my pocket and followed my way home.
As already expected � and feared � my mother was waiting for me in front of the house.
She must have yelled at me for about two hours about Dende-knows-what. I didn�t really listen to be honest. I didn�t care at that moment.
After a while she must have realized my absence as well for she sends me to my room to study.
I sigh audibly and hurry to my place, only wanting to escape from her shouting and screaming.
I don�t even bother about food, I just jump onto my bed. Within the next five minutes I am already sleeping.
*
My alarm clock rings far too early and I slam it against the wall with my hand unconsciously. There�s a bang and the sound stops instantly.
"Blast it." I mutter and maneuvre my pillow over my head to block the light.
"Yeah. That�s exactly what you�ve done. Word-for-word." No, not the harpy again. Not in the morning. Not at that time. Not now.
Kuso, I must have been around Vejiita too much lately.
"Just a sec. I�m coming." I mumble. My lids feel heavy. Damn the stupid school.
My door is closed softly and I swing my legs out of the bed. My hand runs through my hair and a certain spot catches my attention.
I sigh.
No more t-shirts until the wound healed up.
*
"Where have you been yesterday, Goten. Your mum called at least five times to see if you were with us in CC." Trunks� voice behind my ear.
I turn around.
"Don�t worry. I was just walking a little. Arranging my thoughts, you see?" I smile my happy-go-lucky smile for him.
"Ah. Ok." He looks at me closely for a moment. "You look a bit pale today. Not feeling well?"
"I didn�t get enough sleep, my mum shouted at me for hours for being late." I shrug nonchalantly and he laughs.
"Fits. So... still sparring tonight?"
He is so very unsure around me. I don�t bite, Trunks. You of all people should know that.
"Sure, same time, same place." He grins and gives me a thumb up. Then he walks away into the opposite direction.
I turn around to see him disappear into his classroom. Just before he enters it, a familiar figure steps up to him and he greets her with a usual kiss.
I avert my eyes immediately and make my way to my class.
Maybe I should visit that girl in that alley again.
Just to make sure she is alright.
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