"I'm sorry," Dinah replied to me, lost in her thoughts. "I have somewhere else to be." She turned away, lightly brushing my shoulder as she headed for the park across the thickly populated streets. I frowned but made no attempt to stop her, realizing I had acted off pure emotion. My face fell stone cold and emotionless as I watched her walk away. Someone help her if she’s looking for Anthony. Anger and Fear balled into my throat causing me to swallow hard. The foreigner’s eyes lit up as she looked to my face.
“You’re bleeding,” she said softly. I sighed, lightly touching my fingers against my check. When I drew my hand away it was covered in shiny crimson that sparkled in the sun. My wounds never seem to heal, outside or inside.I shook my head and motioned for her to move inside the now empty café. She did, reluctantly, moving to a booth in the far corner. At the counter, the cashier gave me some napkins and two bottles of Coke-a-Cola. I returned to the booth, and sat, still lightly dazed from the fight.
“So you are?” The girl politely asked. Inwardly I frowned; even after what I did to her she gave me courtesy.
“Ryder Fulke,” I said half to remind myself who I was. The girl smiled warmly making me want to run right there. I learned the hard way never to get far into friendships, normally playing on the safe side.
“Lexi Pearson,” her voice chimed like a summer bell. A light smile twitched at the edge of my lips unnoticeable to Lexi.
“What brings you here to NYC?” I said trying, and failing, to make conversation. Her face seemed to fall dim at the thought of home and tears sparkled at the edge of her eyes. Way to go and make the girl cry.
“Lexi, I’m sorry if I-” She held a hand up and shook her head.
“It’s fine, I just don’t want to talk about it.” She ended.
“Ok,” my eyes fell coldly to the floor. “So what do you want to talk about?” I murmured.
“Music?” She asked. My eyes shot open and instantly met hers. I thought I was the only one!
[My Immortal - Evanescence]