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ᎻꮖꮐꮋᏞꭺꭰꭹ
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Jul 15, 2015 06:47PM
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((Yup! Before your break we talked about him sneaking on to see her while she's practicing her music alone. Do you remember what happened with them?))
((Didn't he cheat on her in the recording studio and got the girl pregnant?))
((I dont remember her getting pregnant, but I know they got engaged))
((Oh. Maybe she could cheat on him with someone so he breaks off the engagement?))
((Yeah, we can say that happened. We don't have to play it all out though. Just the David and Melody bit))
((Okay. Weren't we gong to have it that David signed up for private lessons just to see her?))
((I can ^.^))Melody was sitting alone in the music auditorium, on a bench right in the middle. She had a stand set up with her music sheets on it, and her violin under her chin. She would stop playing every second or so to scribble or write something down on her sheets.
David stepped into the auditorium. When he saw Melody he couldn't help but think of the good times. ((Just to spite him she should sing Bad Blood))
((Lol yes!))Melody didn't hear him as she began to play without stopping. She began to sing (let's say she wrote it) a song called Bad Blood that was basically about their relationship four years ago.
He walked over then stopped when he heard her sing. He frowned then continued walking
"Cause baby now we've got bad blood, you know it used to be mad love, so take a look what you've done, cause baby now we've got bad blood." She sang the chorus, then stopped, biting her lip as she wrote something down.
He then had an idea. "I can't take it back, look where I'm at. We was on D like DOC, remember that? My TLC was quite OD, ID my facts. Now POV of you and me, similar Iraq. I don't hate you but I hate to critique, overrate you. These beats of a dark heart, use basslines to replace you. Take time and erase you, love don't hear no more. No I don't fear no more, better yet respect ain't quite sincere no more."
Melody gasped and jumped up, her stool flying backward. Her violin hit the ground loudly. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" She shouted, blinking at him.
He stepped back a little. "I'm here for a private lesson." He said quietly.
"Y-you're my student?" She stuttered, swallowing hard. She was wearing jeans and a hoodie and she had on her signature glasses.
He nodded. "Yeah. I…I wanted to see you and this was the only way." His face was staring to get red
She blinked, furrowing her brows. "Why would you need to talk to me?" She picked up her violin. "Don't you have your fiancé to deal with?" She muttered bitterly.
"I already delt with her. After she cheated on me." He pulled up a stool. "I thought maybe…i don't me…we could be friends again?"
"You can't be serious." She said, then laughed harshly, shaking her head. She began to pack up her violin.
"I am. But if you don't want to then I understand why." He muttered a song under his breath
"I better hope you understand." She said loudly. "You broke my heart, David. And because of that I have been unable to move on with my life the way I want it to go." Tears began to gather in her eyes. She picked up her stool.
He nodded. "I'm sorry. I know you hate me. I'll just go then. Have a good life Melody." He sang the song a little louder as he walked away
"What are you singing?" She suddenly said.
"The song I made for you for our two year anniversary." He started to sing it.
She sucked in a breath and listened to him for a while, then shook her head. "Please stop."
He stopped. "I'll go now." He walked back to the door
She hesitated. "What was that rap that you did?" She asked.
He looked at her. "It was just something I thought of when I heard the song."
"And you came up with it on your own?" She asked.
He nodded. "I did. Do you want to hear it again."
She nodded and bit her lip. "Yes please. If you don't mind."
"Okay." He took a deep breath. "I can't take it back, look where I'm at. We was on D like DOC, remember that? My TLC was quite OD, ID my facts. Now POV of you and me, similar IraqI don't hate you but I hate to critique, overrate you. These beats of a dark heart, use basslines to replace you. Take time and erase you, love don't hear no more. No I don't fear no more, better yet respect ain't quite sincere no more."
She listened, bobbing her head to the beat of his rap. She then decided to add to it. "Oooooh, it's so sad to, think about the good times, of you and iiiiiii, cause baby now we've got bad blood, you know it used to be mad love, now take a look what you've dooooone, cause baby now we've got bad blood, hey! Now we got problems, and I don't think we can solve em', you made a really deep cuuut, cause baby now we got bad blood!" She sang beautifully.
"Remember when you tried to write me off. Remember when you thought I'd take a loss?Don't you remember? You thought that I would need yah. Follow procedure, remember? Oh wait you got amnesia. It was my season for battle wounds, battle scars. Body bumped, bruised. Stabbed in the back; brimstone, fire jumping through. Still, all my life, I got money and power. And you gotta live with the bad blood now." He rapped after her
As he rapped she walked closer up to him, then re-sang her verse then the chorus, then softened her facial expression. "bandaids don't fix bullet holes, you say sorry just for show, if you live like that you live with ghosts," she sand softly, their faces inches apart. She repeated the verse and shouted into the chorus again.
He walked closer to her. He waited for get to finish. "That was pretty good."
"Did we just write a song?" She murmured, peering at him from over the rim of her glasses.
"We have to write it down!" She exclaimed, turning away from him and scrambling for paper.
He nodded. "Okay." He walked over and helped her. ((I'm going to bed. Goodnight))
She handed him pencil and paper and got some for herself.((Goodnight))
He started to write the lyrics down.
A few hours went by of them making up the song. She sighed and curled her hair behind her ear. "There, I think it's all done."
"It looks good. I had fun doing it." He smiled
Melody nodded and gathered up all the sheets of paper.
