"Just a waste of time," when the words hit me I didn't expect tue extreme shock even Dana looks back at Izzy with surprised eyes. I cant move, it hurts. Music? A waste of time? I can't even stop my mouth from barely falling open as Izzy stares back at us coldly and almost hisses "What? It's a waste of my time!" I'm sure wewe wouldn't have alisema that a mwaka ago I almost blurt out but I know better and just watch Izzy angrily walk away. What about all the times we spent just having a half saa a siku to at around as Izzy lightly played her guitar, gitaa and I sat there imba the lyrics. Those ads are gon now. The best is to important to Izzy now. Music? A waste? I just can't stand to hear it. I whirl around and lightly step to the window. Dana disapears without warning as I peer out. The same windOw that I had crawled into a few nights zamani as Zach guided me in and whispered I upendo you... Zach, I wish he was here now, he understands what muziki is to me. I press my hands to the window, the moon is full and the stars gleam brightly. I close my eyes and imagine him, dark skin, dark brown eyes, his smile tue and comforting, flying up to me, his strong arms around me... Then I blink my eyes open and the sight of blood on the window makes me gasp. Quickly. I try to rub it away but then only zaidi blood drips out Of my sleeve. so I close the curtains and run into the bathroom to re wrap, upangaji pamoja my arm. When I walk back out Dana has opened the curtains and is staring at the scarlet blood in horror.
"It's okay Dana it's mine!" I per shout and Dana shoots me a angry glance.
"Why? Why do wewe do it?" she dosnt move.
"Because, it takes away the pain on the inside." I sneak ne'er one of her arms blocking the view of the bloodied window."Does it even really matter? Go away, I'll clean it up" I persist with no expression as Dana walks away. Then I start thinking about him again and clean up the blood. Maybe I could run away with him, just me and Zach, free forever. But would I really leave Izzy and Dana? For a dakika I actually consider leaving. No! I can't leave Izzy and Dana... But still I know that that is a swali I wont be able to answer now. Then I stand up and start to walk away but suddenly Izzy is standing in the doorway staring at me. Crap, she saw the blood the looks over at me almost expressionless and oPens her mouth to talk bt I cut in too overwhelmed kwa the pressure
"Don't, just don't even..." I begin to walk away "Don't say anything because it dosnt matter. I am who I am don't change me." When Izzy turns around to watch me go I see one thing I havnt seen in Izzy eyes for a long time, sadness. Her normal, dark, experessoinless eyes are now cracked with hope. I walk away and throw myself into the kitanda curl into a ball and wrap, upangaji pamoja myself tight slam my headphones on. The beat of the music, it's in me, pounding through my vanes, it's in my blood. Don't cry I tell myself, Hold on, don't cry. And as th night slips away I guessed Izzy and Dana were in kitanda too, but when I peered out of the covers I saw a sight that shocked me. Dana was sleeping and Izzy probably thought I was too, as she sat on the window sill... Crying.