Other Fan Fiction ❯ Lacrimosa ❯ Ch.2 ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Silpelit 
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.13.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 134 | Status: Work In Progress
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.13.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 134 | Status: Work In Progress
Across the city, Verona Apartments, Penthouse Suite
Russo angrily slammed the door, nearly bruising his wife's nose in the process. He couldn't believe that little worm of a man had danced around yet another punishment. What did he have to do to make the chief of police that Toleoni was nothing but dirt? He reached walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of wine, pouring two glasses. He nearly dropped the bottle as he heard the door slam once again. Russo wheeled around to see that his wife had let his daughter's friend Lucy in. The two of them walked into the kitchen, and Mrs. Russo offered Lucy a soda. "Actually, Lucy." she asked, diverting the conversation in an entirely different direction. "Could you go call Alicia for me? I need to speak with her. It's important." Lucy nodded. "Sure." Mrs. Russo thanked her as she walked toward the staircase.
"I wonder what it is." Lucy muttered to herself as she knocked on her best friend's door. It was always something 'big and important' with Alicia's family. Sometimes, she thought Mr. Russo milked the whole mafia thing for all it was worth, and he was doing an excellent job at it.
All snide thoughts ceased as Alicia opened the door, revealing her red rimmed eyes and tear-streaked face. Lucy almost jumped in surprise at the contrast of Alicia's usual mood. "Alicia?" she said gently. She shook her head. "Come on in." she said sullenly, walking toward the small couch by the balcony. She flopped down and sighed. Lucy noticed that she was still in her pajamas, her strawberry ringlets pulled into a ponytail that fell to her waist. Her violet eyes were still wet with tears, and she lifted her hand to angrily wipe them away. Mrs. Russo's request forgotten, Lucy walked over to Alicia and embraced her, surprised when she didn't pull away as she usually did.
This was definately abnormal. Alicia didn't readily engage in public displays of affection with anybody. "What happened to you?" Lucy asked. "You look ready to fall apart." Alicia shook her head again, and Lucy felt her fists clench against her back. "That cold hearted bastard." Alicia hissed. Lucy raised her eyebrows. "Do you have any idea what my father is going to do?" Alicia demanded. Lucy shook her head, straight scarlet hair brushing against her shoulders. "He's marrying me off." she ground out through clenched teeth. "And to who? Derrick Marino! That prick!" Lucy wasn't sure if Alicia meant Derrick or her father. She pulled away from Lucy and sat back on the sofa, reaching for a can of Sprite that stood on the coffee table. "And guess why he's doing it?" she barked. Lucy could barely ask why when Alicia continued her angry monologue. "Money!" she spat. "Basically, he's selling me to that greasy disgusting asshole who's five years older than me, for money." Alicia sat back and waited for her friend's response. Shaking her head again, Alicia stomped over to the closet and began digging through her entire wardrobe. "You know," Lucy finally said from the couch. "You could pass it off as child abuse. You're still only sixteen, anyway. There's got to be a law or two in his way. When is.....it.....anyway?"
Alicia sighed and turned back to her friend. "September." she said with a groan. "I'm going to be married to a giant zit in three months." Alicia heard Lucy snort at the zit comment. "Come on, help me find my white shoes." she said. "I'm determined to have fun tonight at the fair, no matter what my dad says. It's one of the last times I get to hang out with you, right?" Lucy nodded, unsure of whether to speak or not. Alicia could be moody at times, and considering her complete 180 degree flip from tragic to sarcastic, she assumed it was safe to carry on normal conversation. Mrs. Russo's request suddenly occurred to her. "Oh yeah." Lucy said warily. "Your mom wanted to talk to you. She said it was important, but I guess that's what it was about, right?" From within her closet, Alicia snorted. "That old bitch never stops squawking, does she?" She removed a white dress and shoes from the closet and moved to the vanity mirror to the left of the couch. "She can forget it." Alicia said. "She can just deal." She began to pull her hair up into two high pigtails and tied them with white ribbons, each pigtail falling to her shoulder blades in two distinct ringlets.
Alicia glanced over at the clock on the wall next to her bed. "It's five." she said out loud. "What time were we supposed to meet Sean and his friend?" Lucy thought for a moment. "Um, six. I think." she said. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time to get there. " Alicia nodded and pulled on the white dress and shoes. "Do I look alright?" she asked Lucy, turning around once. "You look amazing." said Lucy with a smile. "You always wear clothes like those Victorian dolls." Alicia smiled, brushing her soft curls. "Thanks. I know you're lying through your teeth, but I needed that." Both girls laughed as Alicia continued to apply her makeup.
Five-thirty came quickly, and the two girls hurried down the stairs as to avoid Alicia's parents. As they rushed out the door, a chill of excitement ran down Alicia's spine. She could feel that something was going to change that night, and suddenly she felt that there was a way she could get out of marrying Derrick Marino at summer's end. With a considerably better attitude, Alicia led the way to the fairground near the city's outskirts, not knowing what was to come.
"Sean, if your girlfriend doesn't show up in three minutes, I'm leaving." Damian grumbled. He was standing next to the ferris wheel line, and so far wasn't seeing any of the wonderful time his so called closest friend had promised. Skyler and three of her friends had walked by earlier, and laughed hysterically when they caught sight of Damian, which caused him to wonder why he'd fallen in love with such a sadistic individual. "Oh, come on, man." Sean urged. "Jacob's going to be here in a minute. At least stay an hour, then I promise you can leave." Damian glared at Sean. He hoped Jacob would arrive soon, needing someone to keep him from marching over to the Lucky Duck pond and holding Sean's head underwater.
"Remind me again why I'm here." Damian sulked, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I told you." Sean said. "Lucy's parents won't let her date anyone alone. So I brought you and Jacob and she brought a friend." Damian stared at Sean in disbelief. "So basically, I'm here for you? No other reason?" He nodded. "Pretty much." Damian considered killing him, but a sudden weight on his back prevented it.
He cried out, and his surprise faded to frustration when he realized that the weight was laughing hysterically. Jacob had fell to the ground as Damian shook him off, still laughing. "Why the hell is Damian here?" Jacob smirked to Sean. "From what I heard, he turned into a shut-in. Still stalking that Skyler girl?" Damian sighed. "Not anymore, okay? Drop it." Jacob laughed. "So the king of creepers gave up? Didn't think it was possible. " Punching him in the face seemed more and more appealing. Sean's cell phone ringtone cut through the carnival music and mixed conversation. "Hello?" he answered. After a few hurried words, he snapped the phone shut and looked in the direction of the entrance gate.
"Lucy and Alicia just got here." he said. "They're buying their tickets." Lucy's friends name sounded slightly farmiliar to Damian. "Alicia.. Where have I heard her name before?" he thought.
Sean's shout cut through his thoughts. He walked up to Lucy and embraced her, kissing her quickly on the lips. "This is my friend Alicia." Lucy said, when they pulled apart.
Damian, who had not been paying attention, snapped his vision to the girl next to Lucy.
She was easily the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
She had soft, shell colored ringlets that hung to her waist, falling over her pale shoulders like a pink waterfall. The white, puffy knee length dress she wore blended with her skin, and she seemed like a ghostly glow against the dark grass. He realized, with immense pleasure, that she was staring right back at him.
"Oh yeah." Sean said. "This is Damian and this Jacob."
"H-hi." Alicia stammered, her violet eyes wide. Her hands darted down to the hem of her dress and she fiddled nervously with the lace.
"Let's go on the ferris wheel first." Lucy said. Sean and Jacob both agreed, but neither Damian nor Alicia said a word in response. "Hello?" Lucy said to Alicia, waving a hand in front of her face. "Helloo? Alicia, wake up!" Said girl jumped in surprise. "Ferris wheel....right." she said absentmindedly. "Okay."
Lucy looked confusedly at both Damian and Alicia. "Well, let's go."
Neither of them said a word to their friends while in line for the ferris wheel. Occasionally, Alicia stole glances at Damian, careful not to move her head too quickly. He was the most handsome boy she had ever seen. His dark chestnut hair was slightly long, almost touching his shoulders, and fell over his eyes, parted at the side. He was tall and slender, but she could tell he was slightly muscular by his pale arms. He wore a black shirt and tight jeans that made him seem even taller. Her cheeks flushed as he quickly glanced in her direction, his emerald eyes catching hers. "Next." the carnival worker called, and pointed to the next empty seat on the ferris wheel.
Blushing heavily, Alicia realized that they were the only ones left of their friends. "After you." Damian said, holding the gate for her. "Th-thank you." Alicia said, nervously stepping into the seat. Damian sat next to her, and the seat ascended slightly, jerking them up. Alicia blanched at the sight of the people below her became farther away, and she shrunk back into her seat. Damian turned to her. "Are you scared?" he asked, noticing her expression. She nodded stiffly, inching closer to him. "I don't like heights that much. " she muttered timidly. Damian smiled at her, and she blushed. "I won't let you fall." As the wheel completed its first rotation, Damian slid his arm over her shoulders, pulling her closer, chuckling softly as he felt her jump. Alicia turned to face him, wanting to say something, but the words died in her throat.
Both stared at each other, eyes meeting, forgetting where they were. Slowly, their faces moved closer and closer, until they could see every detail of the other's face.
They're lips met cautiously at first.
Damian was surprised, yet utterly and completely pleased. He'd forgotten entirely of Skyler Cuthbert as he kissed Alicia.
His arms slid around her waist, her hands clutching his shoulders. Damian ran his tongue gently over her lips, and she kissed him harder, with more energy. He could taste her strawberry lip gloss as he kissed her.
They pulled away suddenly, looking each other in the eyes. "That was my first kiss..." Alicia whispered, hands still on his shoulders. Damian smiled again, cupping her flushed face. "I'm glad I could give it to you." he whispered, kissing her forehead. His heart was racing, his palms sweating like he'd never known them to. 'Do I love this girl?' he thought to himself. 'I must be insane! I just met her, and I don't even know her last name...' He turned back to Alicia, confusion mudding his mind. She was so beautiful, her soft shell colored hair blowing against her pale face, her huge violet eyes gazing up at him with what appeared to be concern.
Both jumped as the ride came to a halt. Damian climbed off the ride, and held his hand out for Alicia, helping her off the seat. They spotted Lucy, Sean, and Jacob were congregating by a sausage vendor, laughing at some nonsensical thing that Jacob had said. Damian smiled at her and tugged her arm gently, leading her to the side of the ride. Scratching the back of his neck nervously, he leaned against a small tree, trying to find the right words to explain how he felt. "I know I just met you." he said, nervously looking her in the face. "But I honestly don't know what to make of how I feel for you. I feel, drawn to you." Alicia's face flushed bright red, pale hands fiddling with the hem of her dress. He stepped forward and cupped her face in his hand. "Can I get to know you? I want to make sure what I feel for you is love. I'm not trying to get you into bed or anything, I swear..."
Damian's speech faded as Alicia grasped his hands with hers. "Do you really mean it?" she asked, thrilled. "No one's ever felt this way about me, and I've never felt the way I do now about anyone else." Damian smiled joyfully, cupping her face with both of his hands, kissing her gently.
After several moments, Alicia suddenly remembered the three people responsible for their meeting. "Oh, that's right." she said, turning around. "I forgot about Lucy and the others, I hope they...." the words died in her throat as she realized that Jacob, Lucy, and Sean were nowhere to be seen. Her cell phone trilled out an irritating tune, and she flipped it out, reading the text message she had received from Lucy.
"Looks like you and
your new friend could
use some space.
Meet me at the
teacups at ten."
Alicia smiled. "Thank you so much, Lucy." she whispered to herself. "What was that?" asked Damian from behind her. She turned around, smiling excitedly. "You wanted to get to know me, right?" she asked happily. "Lucy and the others ditched us." She held up the phone. Damian laughed softly and pulled her to him, running a hand through her hair. Alicia grabbed his hand and led him off to the various rides of the carnival, enjoying the evening she had, savoring the last moments she had free of Derrick Marino and her father's hold on her.
She'd find a way out, she was sure.
So very sure.
Russo angrily slammed the door, nearly bruising his wife's nose in the process. He couldn't believe that little worm of a man had danced around yet another punishment. What did he have to do to make the chief of police that Toleoni was nothing but dirt? He reached walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of wine, pouring two glasses. He nearly dropped the bottle as he heard the door slam once again. Russo wheeled around to see that his wife had let his daughter's friend Lucy in. The two of them walked into the kitchen, and Mrs. Russo offered Lucy a soda. "Actually, Lucy." she asked, diverting the conversation in an entirely different direction. "Could you go call Alicia for me? I need to speak with her. It's important." Lucy nodded. "Sure." Mrs. Russo thanked her as she walked toward the staircase.
"I wonder what it is." Lucy muttered to herself as she knocked on her best friend's door. It was always something 'big and important' with Alicia's family. Sometimes, she thought Mr. Russo milked the whole mafia thing for all it was worth, and he was doing an excellent job at it.
All snide thoughts ceased as Alicia opened the door, revealing her red rimmed eyes and tear-streaked face. Lucy almost jumped in surprise at the contrast of Alicia's usual mood. "Alicia?" she said gently. She shook her head. "Come on in." she said sullenly, walking toward the small couch by the balcony. She flopped down and sighed. Lucy noticed that she was still in her pajamas, her strawberry ringlets pulled into a ponytail that fell to her waist. Her violet eyes were still wet with tears, and she lifted her hand to angrily wipe them away. Mrs. Russo's request forgotten, Lucy walked over to Alicia and embraced her, surprised when she didn't pull away as she usually did.
This was definately abnormal. Alicia didn't readily engage in public displays of affection with anybody. "What happened to you?" Lucy asked. "You look ready to fall apart." Alicia shook her head again, and Lucy felt her fists clench against her back. "That cold hearted bastard." Alicia hissed. Lucy raised her eyebrows. "Do you have any idea what my father is going to do?" Alicia demanded. Lucy shook her head, straight scarlet hair brushing against her shoulders. "He's marrying me off." she ground out through clenched teeth. "And to who? Derrick Marino! That prick!" Lucy wasn't sure if Alicia meant Derrick or her father. She pulled away from Lucy and sat back on the sofa, reaching for a can of Sprite that stood on the coffee table. "And guess why he's doing it?" she barked. Lucy could barely ask why when Alicia continued her angry monologue. "Money!" she spat. "Basically, he's selling me to that greasy disgusting asshole who's five years older than me, for money." Alicia sat back and waited for her friend's response. Shaking her head again, Alicia stomped over to the closet and began digging through her entire wardrobe. "You know," Lucy finally said from the couch. "You could pass it off as child abuse. You're still only sixteen, anyway. There's got to be a law or two in his way. When is.....it.....anyway?"
Alicia sighed and turned back to her friend. "September." she said with a groan. "I'm going to be married to a giant zit in three months." Alicia heard Lucy snort at the zit comment. "Come on, help me find my white shoes." she said. "I'm determined to have fun tonight at the fair, no matter what my dad says. It's one of the last times I get to hang out with you, right?" Lucy nodded, unsure of whether to speak or not. Alicia could be moody at times, and considering her complete 180 degree flip from tragic to sarcastic, she assumed it was safe to carry on normal conversation. Mrs. Russo's request suddenly occurred to her. "Oh yeah." Lucy said warily. "Your mom wanted to talk to you. She said it was important, but I guess that's what it was about, right?" From within her closet, Alicia snorted. "That old bitch never stops squawking, does she?" She removed a white dress and shoes from the closet and moved to the vanity mirror to the left of the couch. "She can forget it." Alicia said. "She can just deal." She began to pull her hair up into two high pigtails and tied them with white ribbons, each pigtail falling to her shoulder blades in two distinct ringlets.
Alicia glanced over at the clock on the wall next to her bed. "It's five." she said out loud. "What time were we supposed to meet Sean and his friend?" Lucy thought for a moment. "Um, six. I think." she said. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time to get there. " Alicia nodded and pulled on the white dress and shoes. "Do I look alright?" she asked Lucy, turning around once. "You look amazing." said Lucy with a smile. "You always wear clothes like those Victorian dolls." Alicia smiled, brushing her soft curls. "Thanks. I know you're lying through your teeth, but I needed that." Both girls laughed as Alicia continued to apply her makeup.
Five-thirty came quickly, and the two girls hurried down the stairs as to avoid Alicia's parents. As they rushed out the door, a chill of excitement ran down Alicia's spine. She could feel that something was going to change that night, and suddenly she felt that there was a way she could get out of marrying Derrick Marino at summer's end. With a considerably better attitude, Alicia led the way to the fairground near the city's outskirts, not knowing what was to come.
"Sean, if your girlfriend doesn't show up in three minutes, I'm leaving." Damian grumbled. He was standing next to the ferris wheel line, and so far wasn't seeing any of the wonderful time his so called closest friend had promised. Skyler and three of her friends had walked by earlier, and laughed hysterically when they caught sight of Damian, which caused him to wonder why he'd fallen in love with such a sadistic individual. "Oh, come on, man." Sean urged. "Jacob's going to be here in a minute. At least stay an hour, then I promise you can leave." Damian glared at Sean. He hoped Jacob would arrive soon, needing someone to keep him from marching over to the Lucky Duck pond and holding Sean's head underwater.
"Remind me again why I'm here." Damian sulked, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I told you." Sean said. "Lucy's parents won't let her date anyone alone. So I brought you and Jacob and she brought a friend." Damian stared at Sean in disbelief. "So basically, I'm here for you? No other reason?" He nodded. "Pretty much." Damian considered killing him, but a sudden weight on his back prevented it.
He cried out, and his surprise faded to frustration when he realized that the weight was laughing hysterically. Jacob had fell to the ground as Damian shook him off, still laughing. "Why the hell is Damian here?" Jacob smirked to Sean. "From what I heard, he turned into a shut-in. Still stalking that Skyler girl?" Damian sighed. "Not anymore, okay? Drop it." Jacob laughed. "So the king of creepers gave up? Didn't think it was possible. " Punching him in the face seemed more and more appealing. Sean's cell phone ringtone cut through the carnival music and mixed conversation. "Hello?" he answered. After a few hurried words, he snapped the phone shut and looked in the direction of the entrance gate.
"Lucy and Alicia just got here." he said. "They're buying their tickets." Lucy's friends name sounded slightly farmiliar to Damian. "Alicia.. Where have I heard her name before?" he thought.
Sean's shout cut through his thoughts. He walked up to Lucy and embraced her, kissing her quickly on the lips. "This is my friend Alicia." Lucy said, when they pulled apart.
Damian, who had not been paying attention, snapped his vision to the girl next to Lucy.
She was easily the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.
She had soft, shell colored ringlets that hung to her waist, falling over her pale shoulders like a pink waterfall. The white, puffy knee length dress she wore blended with her skin, and she seemed like a ghostly glow against the dark grass. He realized, with immense pleasure, that she was staring right back at him.
"Oh yeah." Sean said. "This is Damian and this Jacob."
"H-hi." Alicia stammered, her violet eyes wide. Her hands darted down to the hem of her dress and she fiddled nervously with the lace.
"Let's go on the ferris wheel first." Lucy said. Sean and Jacob both agreed, but neither Damian nor Alicia said a word in response. "Hello?" Lucy said to Alicia, waving a hand in front of her face. "Helloo? Alicia, wake up!" Said girl jumped in surprise. "Ferris wheel....right." she said absentmindedly. "Okay."
Lucy looked confusedly at both Damian and Alicia. "Well, let's go."
Neither of them said a word to their friends while in line for the ferris wheel. Occasionally, Alicia stole glances at Damian, careful not to move her head too quickly. He was the most handsome boy she had ever seen. His dark chestnut hair was slightly long, almost touching his shoulders, and fell over his eyes, parted at the side. He was tall and slender, but she could tell he was slightly muscular by his pale arms. He wore a black shirt and tight jeans that made him seem even taller. Her cheeks flushed as he quickly glanced in her direction, his emerald eyes catching hers. "Next." the carnival worker called, and pointed to the next empty seat on the ferris wheel.
Blushing heavily, Alicia realized that they were the only ones left of their friends. "After you." Damian said, holding the gate for her. "Th-thank you." Alicia said, nervously stepping into the seat. Damian sat next to her, and the seat ascended slightly, jerking them up. Alicia blanched at the sight of the people below her became farther away, and she shrunk back into her seat. Damian turned to her. "Are you scared?" he asked, noticing her expression. She nodded stiffly, inching closer to him. "I don't like heights that much. " she muttered timidly. Damian smiled at her, and she blushed. "I won't let you fall." As the wheel completed its first rotation, Damian slid his arm over her shoulders, pulling her closer, chuckling softly as he felt her jump. Alicia turned to face him, wanting to say something, but the words died in her throat.
Both stared at each other, eyes meeting, forgetting where they were. Slowly, their faces moved closer and closer, until they could see every detail of the other's face.
They're lips met cautiously at first.
Damian was surprised, yet utterly and completely pleased. He'd forgotten entirely of Skyler Cuthbert as he kissed Alicia.
His arms slid around her waist, her hands clutching his shoulders. Damian ran his tongue gently over her lips, and she kissed him harder, with more energy. He could taste her strawberry lip gloss as he kissed her.
They pulled away suddenly, looking each other in the eyes. "That was my first kiss..." Alicia whispered, hands still on his shoulders. Damian smiled again, cupping her flushed face. "I'm glad I could give it to you." he whispered, kissing her forehead. His heart was racing, his palms sweating like he'd never known them to. 'Do I love this girl?' he thought to himself. 'I must be insane! I just met her, and I don't even know her last name...' He turned back to Alicia, confusion mudding his mind. She was so beautiful, her soft shell colored hair blowing against her pale face, her huge violet eyes gazing up at him with what appeared to be concern.
Both jumped as the ride came to a halt. Damian climbed off the ride, and held his hand out for Alicia, helping her off the seat. They spotted Lucy, Sean, and Jacob were congregating by a sausage vendor, laughing at some nonsensical thing that Jacob had said. Damian smiled at her and tugged her arm gently, leading her to the side of the ride. Scratching the back of his neck nervously, he leaned against a small tree, trying to find the right words to explain how he felt. "I know I just met you." he said, nervously looking her in the face. "But I honestly don't know what to make of how I feel for you. I feel, drawn to you." Alicia's face flushed bright red, pale hands fiddling with the hem of her dress. He stepped forward and cupped her face in his hand. "Can I get to know you? I want to make sure what I feel for you is love. I'm not trying to get you into bed or anything, I swear..."
Damian's speech faded as Alicia grasped his hands with hers. "Do you really mean it?" she asked, thrilled. "No one's ever felt this way about me, and I've never felt the way I do now about anyone else." Damian smiled joyfully, cupping her face with both of his hands, kissing her gently.
After several moments, Alicia suddenly remembered the three people responsible for their meeting. "Oh, that's right." she said, turning around. "I forgot about Lucy and the others, I hope they...." the words died in her throat as she realized that Jacob, Lucy, and Sean were nowhere to be seen. Her cell phone trilled out an irritating tune, and she flipped it out, reading the text message she had received from Lucy.
"Looks like you and
your new friend could
use some space.
Meet me at the
teacups at ten."
Alicia smiled. "Thank you so much, Lucy." she whispered to herself. "What was that?" asked Damian from behind her. She turned around, smiling excitedly. "You wanted to get to know me, right?" she asked happily. "Lucy and the others ditched us." She held up the phone. Damian laughed softly and pulled her to him, running a hand through her hair. Alicia grabbed his hand and led him off to the various rides of the carnival, enjoying the evening she had, savoring the last moments she had free of Derrick Marino and her father's hold on her.
She'd find a way out, she was sure.
So very sure.