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Theatre of Strings Chapter 3 - Right now… If Now… And Now...
🕑 Added 2020-07-15 04:00:02 +0000 UTC
6Am at Michael’s house. Kisa and Myra where sleeping together, one week have passed already, their house was still closed due to insect extermination, Michael, who just finished breakfast goes upstairs to wake up Myra, he was dressing a pink unicorn Kigurumi, his pajamas.
- Hey Sleeping Beauty, made some food for us. - He said
Myra mumbled and sat on the bed, coughing.
- Uhhhh, not feeling Ok… Guess I’ve caught a flu… - She stood up and went downstairs, being followed by the shiba.
- Damn you are looking terrible, lemme make you something. - Michael went back to the kitchen as Myra took a seat at the round and big glass table - Well, we have a concert on a blues house on a few days… Actually on around two days, are you sure you will be able to sing? -
- Yes I will, your bastard, and I *COUGH* DAMMIT. -
Michael went back to the table, with some eggs and hot cocoa, Myra took the plate and sipped the cocoa.
- Since I know that coffee gives you some headache, I made you that cocoa, tried putting some honey, a bit of lemon and orange syrup on it, hope you like it. -
- Yes, it is… Amazing… Thank you. -
- So, how was the race? We didn’t have enough time to talk about that ya know. - He said while taking a seat.
- The race was nice, I had pretty much time to enjoy with Kisa, I don’t have enough words to thank you… It is the best wedding anniversary I had so far… But even that way, the way back home was melancholic, I remembered about everything we went through before arriving at this place… And it makes me feel like I do not deserve her... -
- Flash back time? -
- Yes, flash back time. Time to remember stuff that happened 9 years ago. Back in 2019., one year after Kisa’s graduation on the school. A week ago, Myra’s mom, Magnolia, has passed away. Keith has just arrived at home, drunk and aggressive. I called her, she was having a very strong depression and each passing day she was fearing her brother more and more, Keith just wasn’t Keith anymore. I called her, I stole dad’s Carrera GT2 Rs and went to her home. -
- Hey, I knew about what happened… I’m getting you out of there as soon as possible. Get everything ready, I got two tickets to USA and some emergency money, I’m taking you to start our life on our own. I don’t want to keep living like a damn rich queen, our dads were rally stars but I just hate this life, I want to make everything by myself. Money won’t buy happiness, but just to be with you, that’s what I call happiness. Get ready, I’ll be there on 20 minutes. -
Kisa then answered after a few seconds of killing silence.
- Alright, it is ok. Keith is always getting back home, drunk and angry, he still hadn't found a way to deal with that, I’m going with you, for my own safety, he isn’t my brother anymore. *sighs* I’m getting my things ready. -
- Fine, I’m on dad’s car, you can take the guitar with you too, there is no problem at all. This high life shit… I already had enough. I’m not daddy's little girl anymore. See you in front of your home. -
- It’s so easy for her… Since mom got that illness my brother had to get a job, that job didn’t paid him very well, and he could barely bring home the bacon… Since that day he became an alcoholic... Why the entire world is against me… - Said Kisa to herself before standing out of her bed and start to get some clothes and her passport.
She went downstairs and found Keith bleeding, he fought someone. Kisa offered help but he almost beat her, that’s not the sweet boy who was her older brother anymore. She just passed through the door and found Myra waiting outside a black Porsche 911, wearing a brown leather jacket and ray ban aviator sunglasses.
- You are late… And your brother and mother… Again, I’m sorry for them… O offered help when I saw him but he just ignored… But well, get inside the car, we have only one hour until our flight. You’re lucky your mom got your visa one month ago… I know you two were planning to travel… Anyway, Just get in the car, there’s no time to lose… - The beautiful wolf girl went back to the car with her girlfriend.
- Finally together by our own, huh? - Kisa said, with a soft smile. -
Myra has just finished her cocoa.
- Well, that’s *COUGH* it, after the travel, we used to live together for like two years, I was working at a strip-tease club as a janitor. - She then Mumbles something - wish I were working as dancer tho… - Then she goes back to her usual tone. - Was not getting that much, but at least I could afford some cheap housing. After those two years, lot of bullshit happened, but that’s a story for another day. -
- Wow, that’s… A lot. So, what about we take a walk, or just call alexa and go to the usual strip-tease club tonight? -
- Deal. -
Two days later, in the usual studio.
- DAMN I’M 100% AGAIN! LOS ANGELES BE CAREFUL, THE WOLF IS BACK - Myra yelled to the microphone.
- Holy fuck can you stop with that cringey shit? - Kisa and Alexandra complained together.
- Let’s play the new song? - Mizuki asked.
- Yes, new song. - Myra answered.
Mizuki played a few notes on the synth before being followed my Alexandra’s drums and Kisa’s guitar, with a strong bend on the 15th fret of the B string.
- On a cloudy night, the wind blowing in the street.
On the road, I saw you waiting for the red lamp.
Filled with regret, you just got beautiful as usual
I remember now, your voice is the only thing I think now
That’s when such hot feeling become gentler.
Right now… If now… And now…
It is as sad as the passing days and months that grow colder
Right now... If now... And now…
We take different ways.
Right now… If now… And now...
The sound of the footsteps of us disappear into corners of the street… -
The ballad ends with the guitar fading you on the other instrument’s silence.
- Hey, I like that one, girl, you made some interesting lyrics in there, the ballad is awesome - The shiba said. - We should play that one on the Saturday Night Live at the Blue Note LA, pretty sure people will like it. -
- Nah, I have something better in mind for that night, since it is going to be our chance to get known… Well, if we are not being well known already, I heard ‘Panicking’ playing at the radio today - the wolf said, playing with the Mic’s cable.
- YOU WHAT? - Everyone shout together
- Yeah, that’s weird, I know, guess we are just pretty lucky, our downloads counts also grown up - Myra shows her phone with the download counts.
- Hecking shit, did you saw it, Mizuki? - Alexandra pulled the cat to close of her.
- Dammit, do you think it was that weird and mysterious girl who bought all of our keys? - The cat asked.
- Yeah, I’m almost sure it was her. - The cheetah answered
- Damn, we are so lucky - Kisa commented while looking at the display. - Maybe we just hit the jackpot, but, to be fair… I am not sure if the music world is something that really is for me… I mean, I have other dreams but if we get famous I won’t be able to develop them. -
- Let’s just give a try, you are complaining before it even started, we can just play for a few years and then we disband, go do something else and etc - Mizuki replied.
The day after the phone rings, shining on a slight blue color in the dark of Kisa’s bedroom, was almost mid-day and she was still sleeping. She answers the call.
- Uh… What? Really? She is in there? Ok, give me some minutes, I need to shower and take a bus first… Also, the concert is today, right? Yeah, thanks -
In the bus looking through the window, she reminds about her last misadventures on uncle sam’s country, her break up, her getaway from California, the time she spent as a painter, how she met Michael…
- Everything started 5 years ago when I was 19, just one year after graduating... - She said while looking at the bus window with a melancholic expression. - But that’s enough, let’s focus on the now, Kisa! You are about to hit one of the best thing that happened to yours and your friends life! -
The hybrid arrives at their usual point. Everyone is on the same table as always. Kisa takes a seat at the side of Alexandra.
- What a time to wake up, sleeping be… - Myra’s voice is interrupted by the doorbell ringing and the door opening. - It’s her? -
- Pretty sure, yes, judging by the clothes, I’m very sure is her - Mizuki, surprised, put her tea cup on the table.
- Oh, yes, yes, I just arrived, you must see their faces, no, no, that’s all, thanks. - The woman standing at the front of the door finished the call, put her phone on the pocket of her jacket and took her off her sunglasses, putting it on her shirt, between her breasts and walking on their direction.
- No way it’s her - Everyone said together.
