The Colorful Violin

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Drugs.
Money.
Sex.
Greed.
These are some of the sins of the city.
Everyone warned them to stay away, but they pushed off their warnings carelessly.
Some of them are older, raised on the cities enticements. Others are younger, their innocent doe eyes having seen nothing yet.
A junkie who's trying to stay clean.
A artist drowning in the past.
A dealers debt that can't be repaid.
A small town kid, eager to see what sins lay in the city.
All five are about to be tugged into the seemingly innocent word of The Colorful Violin. A shop with a seductive glow that comes with deadly consequences.
All five have been to the underbelly of hell, leaving them with scars and wounds to deep too fill.
It isn't a question IF they will be lured in because it's always just been a matter of WHEN.
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Welcome to the dark side of New York.

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7. Voices Fuel Distrust

Voices Fuel Distrust

Robin Hemmingways P.O.V

I awoke to clattering in the kitchen and Marcos bright eyes, messy raven hair falling into his face.

"Hi." I mumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as he rolled over,straddling my hips and bringing his face on mine so our noses touched. I grinned as I yawned, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders.

"Robin, you're the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Have I ever told you that?"

I chuckled, looking down at my sweatpant clad legs and oversized Bob Dylan shirt. Wiping droll off my chin with the back of my hand, I brushed the hair away from his face.

"I love you so much,Marc."

"Do you think we should be concerned about the kitchen noises?"

"We'll go check it out in a bit. You're so paranoid!"

People broke in before, you know that!

God, I know, I know.

I shivered as I forced a smiled, bringing his face down on mine. He moved his hand to the back of my head, tugging off the lavender scarf I keep my hair in at night. Giggling, I lightly traced all the dips and curves off his face as he kissed the side of my mouth.

"God, you're perfect." Marcos mumbled against my face, his hand tracing light circles on my side;Moving to my stomach and spine. I gripped his chin, tilting his mouth up so it met mine. Hooking my legs around his waist, I pulled him closer, fisting my hands in his hair.

We both jumped as another loud thump echoed from the kitchen. I pulled away, taking in a long sigh as he ran a hand through his hair.

How could I forget what happened last time?

"We should probably check that out." I hissed through my teeth as his hand was still firmly planted on my side.

The images of our home completely ransacked still sent shivers up my spine and caused me to wake up in the middle of the night.

"We can in a minute.....You're mine for the moment, I never see enough of you!" He teasingly protested, burying his face in my neck. I arched my back as if to melt into his burning trail of kisses. I caressed his warm back with my fingers, pressing my nails down lightly as he moaned softly.

"Marc,you-" I let out a small scream as a booming smash seemed to pound at the door. Quickly, I shoved him off, rolling out to the side of the bed, swinging my feet to the frigid ground.

Someone's in the house!

Even Marco couldn't distract me from this fact!

"That's it! I swear if we have another person breaking into the house, I'm buying a rifle! Maddox, would never break my plates or get up this early on our one and only day off!"

"I know, baby.....It's probably nothing....I just really miss spending time with you."

I nodded, turning my head and kissing him as though I could drown in his whole being. Resting my head on his shoulder, I ran my hands down his chest as I stared into his warm hooded eyes that begged me to stay a little longer.

"You're such a drama queen. Did you know that?" I laughed, standing up and quickly brushing my lips against his.

Rolling my eyes, I opened the door before turning around one last time to get last look at the beautiful angsty angel who sat on my bed. I gestured towards the floor as I locked eyes with him.

"Throw me my baseball bat, babe."

"It's probably just, Maddox. You know sometimes he can't sleep so he wanders around."

I rubbed all the sleep away from my eyes as all the memories from yesterday came crashing down.

The music, oh god the music.

I could still here it thrum in my ears, making my toes curl and cheeks pinken.

Quinn.

Jokav.

Jokav was dead.

I couldn't seem to wrap my head around any of it.

I hummed halfmindly as I snatched the baseball bat myself and ran head first into the kitchen. A doe eyed girl screamed, dropping the bowl of fruit she was clutching with petite, perfectly painted hands.

I laughed hard and loud, tossing the bat to the ground.

She topped out at five foot tall with round cheeks and a soft curvy shape;She was someone who I never pictured Maddox with. I pictured the girl he would be with quite and mousy, just like him.

She blinked her big blue eyes hard, pitching her lips into a fine line.

"Please don't tell me he's cheating on you, honey. I never would have pegged him for the type! I mean, I see that sparkling band and it's lovey;I'm-I'm just putting that out there, Miss.....I'm Juniper Grace....Not that you would care." Juniper's thick southern accent became thicker as she nervously twirled her thumbs around each other.

I opened my eyes wide before letting out another boisterous laugh.

"No! No, he's our roommate! My husband Marcos is in that room." I pointed to the wooden door as her mouth formed an "O" shape. Millions of thoughts rushed through my mind as I tried to place the women.

I knew her;she was someone who've I've seen before.

I couldn't quite place it though.

"I'm Robin.....Did...Did you spend the night here,Juniper?" I chewed on the inside of my cheek, watching the blush climb higher on her heart shaped cheeks.

She was wearing his favorite shirt and some of his old pants.

"I....I......Yes, I did.....NOTHING happened though!.........Not that I wish it had because Maddox is a very sweet, not to mention a handsome man.....I-I was a little inebriated last night and it wasn't fit because of that......" She nervously rambled, wringing her hands and staring a her feet.

"Truthfully, I don't remember much of last night;I just remember bits and pieces."

She was embarrassed, it was coming off her in waves as she stood there and quivered. I took a step forward, wrapping her in a tight hug.

She doesn't look like an addict.

I know what it's like to not remember the night before, it's the scariest feeling in the whole world.

It wasn't like him to step off the wall he blended into too, I knew he would if he had too. I knew he wouldn't have stepped in if he thought everything was okay, something obviously was very wrong to have him step in AND bring her to the house. I would have done the same thing if I saw her but I wasn't there and he did. Maddox, found the strength to save her and I know some days it was hard for him to even get out of bed.

What happened to her?

What was she doing?

What was she thinking?

She's so ignorant to this hellhole!

"Juniper, it's okay."

"Robin......I-I just wanted to have some fun! It was so stupid of me! I was pissed and wanted to get out!.....I remember talking with,Maddox.....Some and then I was afraid of the dark......I convinced him we could share and-"

"Things could have been a lot worst....Just be glad your safe. Is he awake?" I pulled back as she pulled her long maroon hair into a bun;Her eyes wide and confused.

She was high last night; I could smell the cloud of smog that faintly hung on to her. The bitter smell of alcohol wrapped it self around my nose as I glanced at Maddox's door.

I was all too familiar with the smell,Maddox came home many nights reeking of smoke,booze, and drugs.

Maddox brought her here so she could crash somewhere where nothing would happened.

She probably reminded him of what he's missing;She could draw him back!

I cringed as the thought hit me.

I knew I was right. She reminded me of all the things he used too do. I can only imagine what she reminded him of. A little boldness would be good for him but he doesn't need another junkie come crashing into his life and tearing everything he's done apart.

We didn't need that.

My brain corrected as I felt shame rise up into my cheeks, I was being selfish.

She wasn't a junkie, I was just being protective.

Marcos was wrong, Maddox, wasn't using but that didn't mean he could always just start again.

No!

He wouldn't!

She wouldn't!

You don't even know her, Robin!

"No, he's still sound asleep;I didn't want to wake him up. I'm such a hypocrite..........Honey, I knew he was being a misogynistic prick....I did it out of spite! I know it was stupid but it was in the moment and just.....I needed to just fly for a bit. You know? I needed to get out." Juniper rubbed her eyes again as she glanced at the door. I softly smiled, it's been years since Maddox let anybody near him;Camille broke him in a way that I don't think anyone could fix, especially some southern party chick. I silently chastised myself as I glanced back up at her.

I don't know her;she looks familiar but I still wasn't sure why.

She made a mistake, she wasn't going to take him down that dark road.

Maddox, brought her here because she needed help; no because he thought she had drugs.

God, I need to stop letting Marc get too me!

I know Marc is wrong!

I just had to make sure he stayed that way.

"Why don't you go and talk to him? I bet-"

I was almost mid-sentence when the music started again; It was more powerful and more beautiful than I remembered.

Go to it!

You have to go to it!

My toes curled as the itch to run crawled all over my skin.

The noted were pitch black and grey today, a melancholy tune running rampant through my ears.

I practically moaned at the sound that floated through the air. It caressed my face like an old friend, begging me to come find it.

"Honey? Are you okay? You've been staring out the window for a couple minutes now?" She asked quietly, voice filled with concern.

I snapped back to reality as I got up and started to slip on my shoes while grabbing my coat.

I'm coming!

"Tell Maddox, I'm going to find the music. He'll understand! Also go wake him up and talk to him;trust me Juniper, you'll feel better." I forced the words out as I frantically looked around the room, almost wanting to reach out and grab the colors with my bare hands.

I was going to find it and see who it was;It would truly drive me mad if it didn't and I knew it.

I could feel it in a way that was too deep to explain.

It was like a string was tied to me and they were tugging, harder, harder, and harder.

It was like I was born hearing the song. The colors danced and swirled around my head at a nauseatingly fast past as I struggled to catch all of them. It was like a galaxy was thrown into the air and left to struggle and dance forever. It was a beautiful curse that I had to find.

I had to find where it was coming from; I just had too.

It was something I couldn't control; it was beyond me.

I was hopeless caught as soon as I started running down the pale blue hallway.

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