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Forty Three
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Melody's POV:I felt weak and sick. Like I hadn't eaten anything for weeks or even tasted water for months. I had no idea where I was. It smelled like medicine and that beeping sound. It all made me more sick."How are you feeling, Melody?" A voice came from behind me.Somebody took my wrist and pressed it slightly. Maybe to check the pulse rate. I moved my head and saw a woman in blue scrubs passing me a gentle smile and keeping my wrist down. She looked like a...nurse.This place was weird. I lifted my head to make myself sit up. I wanted to see where I was. What this place was. When the nurse saw me trying, she supported me and I leaned my back against the pillow with a slight groan. My whole body felt numb.This was strange. A hospital room. Why was I here? I looked around and saw a doctor going through some file with a frown. The light was too bright and was stinging in my eyes."What...where.." I opened my mouth.My throat felt dry. Hearing my own voice felt strange. Like I've n
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Melody's POV:[YEARS LATER]"I'm doing great...Dad. All's fine." I said hesitating a bit.It was kind of strange bringing out that word from my mouth. How would you feel calling somebody your Dad you don't even recognize?"And you took the medicine?" He asked from the other end of the phone I was talking from.The reason I was talking from somebody else's phone was because I, a nineteen year old, didn't have a one. I wasn't allowed to, thanks to my Dad. So the only option was the girl dorm's landline or Amelia's phone."You didn't?" He asked."No, no, I did. I mean, I will. I just came back from the library, Dad. I can't do several stuff at the same time." I said taking a sigh and laying down on my bed."Alright, kitten. I'll see you on the weekend then." He said gently.I closed my eyes and nodded."Sure." I mumbled.I placed Amelia's phone beside my bed table and looked up at the ceiling. My dorm room wasn't so bad except that it was a little small for three people. I had two roomma
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Melody's POV:I looked myself in the mirror for the fiftieth time. Grey eyes, brown hair. How come I feel so strange? Why can't I remember my own face?I let out a sigh of frustration and pulled my hair up in a ponytail. This wasn't helping at all. Nothing was helping."Anything I can help with?" A voice came from the doorway.I jerked my head towards the door in surprise and saw Lucy standing there with a warm smile. Lucy was supposed to be my stepmother, or that's what Dad had told me. I wanted to ask where my real mother was, but I had a feeling I wouldn't like the answer to that. What if she's dead? I wouldn't even know how to feel when I've never even seen her."No. I'm fine." I said as my voice wavered a bit.Lucy was a nice woman and I really didn't care why my dad married another woman. She was caring, just like a mother should be. But a part of me didn't want to trust her."You shouldn't be too hard on yourself, Melody." She said with something as pity in her voice.I clenche
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Melody's POV:I had a dream that night.I was between trees. The place looked like one of the abandoned forests I had seen in my Global Studies textbook. It was so quiet and dark that I had almost thought that all was real. That was what surprised me. I knew it was a dream even if I was dreaming.I could see the shadows moving or maybe that were the trees. It was hard making out in the dark. I remembered hearing voices at that exact moment.Forget it all.I had looked around frantically but found no one. The silence was piercing in my ears. I hated this place.Never remember.That voice was so familiar and creepy at the same time. It kept ringing in my head. Until I realized who was really saying it.It was my own voice.I had looked around for an escape, to get out of this nightmare but found myself in an entirely different place. It looked like a beach. It was night. The waves and the sand was the total opposite of the forest I had just seen.And that's when I had jerked open my eye
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Melody's POV:That girl. It was me. That girl was Melody. Her eyes were the same as mine. It was as if I had just looked inside a mirror. That girl was me, but I don't remember doing any of that."I'm asking you something." He said.His voice pulled me back into the reality. He looked nowhere near that boy. That boy was so happy. His eyes were so happy. This one didn't, they looked empty."What?" I asked.Asher. But what was he doing here? What was going on with me? How could I see people who just disappear into thin air? "I asked you what you are doing here?" He asked.I looked at him in confusion. There was this strange feeling inside me when I looked at him. He looked at me like he didn't want me here."I...don't know." I said as my voice dropped into a whisper.I wanted to tell him what I just saw. My insides were screaming to tell him. "You shouldn't be here." He said in a firm voice.I inhaled a shudder and wrapped my arms around myself. I'm going to tell him. "You were so h
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Melody's POV:I closed the front door behind me, quietly and made my way upstairs towards my room. The lounge was dark.That's fine. Nobody's awake.I had no idea what time it was. Probably hours after midnight. I pushed my room's door and got inside. I looked at the crumbled sheets on the bed and closed my eyes.I had been so eager to go there. I hadn't felt more stupid than this. I was crazy thinking it meant something. I was crazy believing in that stupid dream."You took more than two hours, you know." I heard a voice behind me.I was surprised he's still awake. I couldn't imagine him being a decent brother, or stepbrother, who cares about the sister."Yeah, well, there was...traffic." I said quietly.I almost cursed my voice at that moment. Anybody could make out the misery in it.You're not miserable at all.Of course I'm not. It wasn't my fault I got such a stupid dream about a stupid beach. It wasn't my fault I saw stupid hallucinations over there. It wasn't my fault I couldn'
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Melody's POV:The wind whipped my hair across my face as I walked down the hill towards the town. I should've at least gotten a jacket because these cold winds weren't helping at all.You didn't have time before. You don't have it now either.If anybody realizes that I'm missing back at the house, I'm so going to be trapped. Maybe even grounded. But being grounded didn't sound that bad comparing to what I had in mind. If my plan works out, maybe being grounded would be the least of my worries.I managed to reach the busy streets. People were busy like always even though strong winds were blowing most of their things. I went inside the flower shop, grateful for the change of environment.A chubby woman was busy packing some white tulips into a box. When she saw me, her expression turned from concentration to shock and back to a calm expression.I had no idea people could change their faces this quickly."Melody, dear." She greeted though I'm sure I heard a sort of edge in her voice.Ju
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Melody's POV:I was 99 percent sure another flashback was coming any second when I held the snow globe in my hand. But of course, that 1 percent won and the next thing I knew...fire.It all happened when Amelia decided going shopping is worth a party. Specially a college party. I wasn't planning to go either but part of me thought Amelia would want to. Turned out the opposite.Our conversation went something like this:"You guys coming to the party?" Selina asked rummaging through her closet for a decent dress.I had been sitting on my bed with a blanket over me as I continued to study what Amelia and Selina did. I had no idea how people could party on a Monday night. Aren't they supposed to attend classes tomorrow? I didn't say that out loud trying not to offense Selina or Amelia, who -at that moment- I thought was going."No. We aren't going, Selina. Melody and I are going for shopping instead." She said from behind a carton.She had been busy in the two boxes since we came back fro
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