Melody's POV:Asher was back.And that's why right now I was outside his apartment instead of the gallery. I barely had enough sleep last night due to many reasons. One of them was Asher.I typed the code Asher had told me on the security pad. It went green before I opened the door. Nothing had changed in the whole apartment since I last came. I closed the door behind me and looked around to find the only person I came to see.Everything was silent until I heard a door open. I looked away from the door as a smile lit my face."Hey." I said softly.He looked like he just got a shower with his messed up wet hair and the way his shirt was clinging to his body."Hey, angel." He replied with a grin.It felt like nothing could possibly be wrong whenever I was with him. The things happening these past few days didn't even bother me anymore. As long as I've got him.I leaned my head on the door behind me and sighed.These past few days had been hectic. Really disturbing since Tyler came. But
Melody's POV:"Pinch me, Mel." Amelia said in almost a whisper.I looked at her in confusion. Was she really asking me to pinch her or was I wrong? I brought my hand towards her arm and pinched her."Ow!" She complained looking at me."What? You asked me to pinch you." I replied.She rolled her eyes as a big smile formed on her face which was just frowning right now. I didn't even know what was the actual matter behind her happiness."Just tell me what I'm watching is real." She whispered in awe.I followed her gaze which was, in my opinion, towards a baby pink jumper for puppies. It would've been cute if it weren't of the amount of glitter on it."I guess so." I said.Amelia ran over to it turning it back and forth to check its size. I walked over to her pulling Hazel along."God, it's so beautiful! Daisy would love it." She said excitedly.All I could feel was a little sympathetic to that poor pup."I thought you didn't like pink anymore." I said with a nervous smile.She shrugged l
Melody's POV:It took us some walking before we finally saw the familiar noises and the crowd of the festival."I haven't been more happier than this." I said relieved.He laughed in return."God, what took you guys so long?" Amelia said rushing to us.I looked at her suspicious face and saw Oliver and Asher behind her. Asher came? Why didn't he tell me."We lost our way, thanks to my partner." He said nudging me lightly.I broke out from staring Asher and looked at him with a small smile."Well, we won." Amelia said with a happy smile. "And Asher's here too."I looked back at him but he wasn't looking at me. Instead he was looking at Tyler who was oblivious to it. I guess I had some explanation to give."How about we go to the arcade next?" Tyler suggested.Oliver and Amelia both nodded before looking at me and Asher."Uh...sure." I said quickly."Alright then." Amelia said starting to head off to the arcade."Come on Mel." Tyler said.I looked at him and was about to say something w
Melody's POV:Pain.Shards of glass piercing through my chest. It felt like my soul was tearing apart in pieces. Not because I was dying. I didn't even know if I was dead or alive.All I could feel was the pain.The pain of everything in my life. It felt like it had somehow increased hundred times. I felt the pain of seeing my family break apart. Leaving my Dad. Living with my step dad. Feeling that burden of work. The pain of the blows, punches and kicks I got. The blood. The whimpers. His hand touching me.It was as if I was going through it again somehow.I could feel the pain of my tears. The pain when my whole body trembled with fear.I want to forget it.The pain when I went to school. When people passed me glares. Looks which made me feel pathetic. Loneliness.I need to forget it.When I used to come back to feel that all over again. The pain when my own mother never listened to me. The pain of that blade against my skin.Forget it, Melody.The pain of running away and leaving
Asher's POV:I closed my eyes raking a hand through my hair in frustration. This wasn't helping at all.Opening my eyes again she was still the same. Like a lifeless body into a deep sleep. But she wasn't lifeless. She'd have to come back.Why the hell wasn't she?I wanted to punch something, shake her, wake her up, do something to make this better. She can't just leave me like this. She can't be so selfish. The Melody I knew wasn't selfish."You cared about me." I said helplessly.I knew I was just talking to myself. She had been unconscious for four days. If only I had been there before she wouldn't have done it. She wouldn't have left.I pushed away the chair and stood up irritatedly.Why didn't she tell me about those things? Why the hell would she keep it from me? I thought she trusted me. How could she just do this, leave everything behind?I looked down at her arm covered in a bandage. Sudden anger and frustration boiled inside. I hated her for doing this to me. She has to come
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
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
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