Lloyd hefted the boom box higher, the vibrations from Peter Gabriel’s voice buzzing down into his spine.
“In your eyes…”
She had to hear. He could see her window was open. There was no way she couldn’t hear this. But would she come out?
His arms ached, but he wasn’t going to set this thing down until she appeared.
“Oh, I want to be that complete…”
The front door creaked open, and she stood framed by the hall light.
Her mouth was moving. He flicked off the volume and set the box down on the sidewalk. “Just give me one more chance, Diane.” He moved toward her.
“I told you to stay away, Lloyd.”
“I’m not gonna go away.”
She stood there until he was only a few feet away. Her eyes burned into his. A gust of wind tossed her hair across her back.
“I warned you.”
“I don’t care, Diane.”
She sighed, and he felt cold air across his face. She opened her mouth and the song came out. It was the same melody as In
Your Eyes, but everything else was different. It was beautiful, and cold, so cold it cut through him like a physical knife. He
glanced down to see what was causing such pain his chest, and saw blood gushing from a deep hole. The blood spread
across his stomach in a second. As vibrations took over his whole body, the last thing he saw was his heart dripping red in
her hand.
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