01-22-2015, 02:27 PM
Sierra's response to his asking of forgiveness should have made him feel better, but it didn't. Not to mention that he could still feel the tension between them. She was still angry it seemed and Calvin didn't know how to make her feel better. He wanted to, but now he felt very sad and discouraged. The guilt was there too, and Calvin was almost sure that he would have to call Lucas now.
She asked him to play his guitar, and suddenly he felt self conscious. "I've only been playing for three weeks. I'm not very good, but okay."
He played a Spanish folk song he had been learning. He knew the words, but didn't sing along. It was one of the songs he had practiced a lot. He still made mistakes, but for three weeks, he did pretty well, especially given that it was difficult to concentrate. He poured his emotion into it, trying to pull the guilt and sadness away, but even the guitar couldn't take it all away now.
Calvin finished and as he did, he sent Snow images of Sierra as a wounded wolf and Calvin helping to fix it, but he didn't know how. He sent confusion and sadness and asked Snow how he could help her heal and make her happy again. He asked Snow for help - Calvin didn't know what to do. He didn't know why he asked the wolf. Maybe it was because Snow knew her better or that he had almost seemed like the alpha wolf of their little pack - when they were one.
Calvin almost set the guitar down, but instead he offered it to Sierra. "Would you like to try?"
He wasn't sure he wanted to give up his shield. "Or do you sing?"
Calvin wasn't sure how the idea had popped into his head.
She asked him to play his guitar, and suddenly he felt self conscious. "I've only been playing for three weeks. I'm not very good, but okay."
He played a Spanish folk song he had been learning. He knew the words, but didn't sing along. It was one of the songs he had practiced a lot. He still made mistakes, but for three weeks, he did pretty well, especially given that it was difficult to concentrate. He poured his emotion into it, trying to pull the guilt and sadness away, but even the guitar couldn't take it all away now.
Calvin finished and as he did, he sent Snow images of Sierra as a wounded wolf and Calvin helping to fix it, but he didn't know how. He sent confusion and sadness and asked Snow how he could help her heal and make her happy again. He asked Snow for help - Calvin didn't know what to do. He didn't know why he asked the wolf. Maybe it was because Snow knew her better or that he had almost seemed like the alpha wolf of their little pack - when they were one.
Calvin almost set the guitar down, but instead he offered it to Sierra. "Would you like to try?"
He wasn't sure he wanted to give up his shield. "Or do you sing?"
Calvin wasn't sure how the idea had popped into his head.