Serenade Virtuoso - Part II
Anita's POV

BY: Nuyourican

Disclaimer: This was Tamara's idea of getting JC out of the doghouse after Anita found out about Tamara's pregnancy and the sire of her child. Oopsy!

I know I was wrong for putting any blame on Tamara. This was Jean-Claudes fault. What is it about him that I just can't leave him, not even after this. Here I am sitting my room talking to myself. I get it, that is what is wrong with me I am loosing it. Lyza was right...love makes you do crazy things...maybe THAT is why I TRIED to stay away from it.

I got off the bed, cause I had had enough sulking and I had to work, and walked to the closet to find something to wear. Just as I passed the door I heard the sound of music just outside the door. I was about to brush it off as someone just being obnoxious when i heard the sensual tone of Jean-Claude start to sing. It froze me right in place. I was so shocked that I didn't even really pay attention to the words at first. I turned and faced the door as if he was standing right there and I was gazing into those to true blue eyes. That is when the words clicked.

I walked to the door and leaned my forehead against it as my heart constricted tighter and tighter. I wanted to cry but I refused. Why can't I say mad at him?

I opened the door, more so to confirm that it was really him and not some tape, and found him on his knees...just as the song said. I couldn't help but smile. There was NO WAY I was going to let him live this down. There was also no way that I was going to let him know how much the gesture meant to me.

To see a 400 year old, eloquently posed, French vampire in fitted black linen pants and a blue peek-a-boo shirt that accentuated his eyes was enough to flatter any girl...AND then to have him on his kneess was even more priceless. I don't even think I heard the rest of the words in the song. I tried so hard not to bust out laughing when he REALLY started to get in the song.

He closed his eyes as if he was the creator and I just knew I was going to loose it there. I felt someone else but paid it no mind. It made things even better that someone else saw the show and would maybe help me prove it to others.

The song finally came to a close and he just knelt there staring at me, waiting for some kind of response. I couldn't speak at the moment cause I was too busy laughing inside...laughing and crying. I wanted nothing more then to throw myself in his arms and never let go, but I could bring myself to do it.

"That was....what can I say...breathtaking." I said the last in a swooning kind of way and could no longer hold the giggles in...nor the urge to hold him. I stepped closer to him and stared down into the blue orbs that held my heart. I placed a hand on his left cheek and said, "What am I to do with you? I can't kill you and you make it so hard to love you yet so easy." He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him, pressing his right cheek into my stomach. I squeezed my eyes shut tight to hold back the tears and whispered, "Damn you Jean-Claude. I hate you." Mentally I was screaming that I loved him and didn't know what I would do without him. He was smart enough not to say anything, but squeezed my waist a little tighter....letting me know he heard me and that he was sorry.