A week later
Melissa
It was date night, and I was walking Jess home, and we were holding hands, and I didn't notice, but someone was following us and kept following me once I got Jess home. Everyone warned me about this day, but as usual, I didn't listen. I guess part of me knew at some point I would have to face this again.
I was walking down a dark alleyway, and I started getting shouted at.
"HEY!!! STOP!!! I WANT TO TALK TO YOU," The man yelled. He started running after me. I ran, but I didn't see a trash bag in the middle of the alleyway, which caused me to collapse.
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5 Years Earlier
"Baby, Baby, Baby?! Answer me? Please?!" Screaming from the top of my lung to my girlfriend, Danielle.
"Shit, she's gone," a boy says to his friend.
"We gotta go."
"Oh...g-god...oh god. Oh my god. Danielle?! Talk to me?!" I got up and saw Danielle's head is bleeding. She is gone. Those bastards beat her with a big stick. They m...murdered her."
"999, I need police and an ambulance. I w...was attacked. I think my friend is d...dead."
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Present
"Danielle, Baby", I cried out as every hit and every kick reminded me of her beautiful blue eyes and her blonde long curly hair that flowed in the wind and her cute little mole on the top of her lip.
After a few punches and kicks, I was out cold. I cannot remember anything after that.
I woke up in the hospital with both my parents by my side.
I felt an intense pain in my head. I felt weak. It felt like someone was beating me on the head with a hammer.
"Dani? Baby, Baby?" I cried out.
"Mum, Where's Daniele?" My heart set. My stomach in knots. I wanted to throw up.
Jess walked through the door, and instantly my guard was up.
"Sweetie, Danielle passed away years ago."
The same pain I felt years ago came rushing back. I thought I would never get over Danielle, but I did well, kind of. I still think of her from time to time. I remember how her lips felt brushed against mine and how she would run her fingers through my hair.
"Hey, Baby, I am here."
My parents glanced at each other and nodded.
Fortunately, the doctor appeared.
"Hello, I see you have a lot of visitors. Well, that is good news as I think you will be able to go home as long as you have a safe place to stay and someone keeps an eye on you."
"Yes, She will be staying with me and my husband", My mum says while looking at the doctor.
"Right then, I guess to get the paperwork sorted soon."
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A few weeks later
I came home from school, and I saw some religious van sitting outside our driving way.
"Mum?! Who's here?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen as I saw two tall men all in white and a priest sitting enjoying a cup of tea with my mother.
My mother gestured for me to sit down. I was reluctant, but I sat down anyway. At that moment, I should have just run.
"So, Melissa, your parents have been telling me that you think you like girls," The priest said
"I know I like girls." If looks could kill, I definitely would've killed him at that exact moment.
"I see the problem here, so I think we are going to go for the option me and your parents agreed on," The priest said. One of the men grabbed my shoulder, causing a shiver down my spine.
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Jess
"Hey mum, I'm going to try to see Melissa", I yelled to my mum as I was preparing to leave.
"Good luck", Mum yelled as I slammed the door behind me felt the gush of winds brush off my back.
I haven't seen Melissa since the hospital. Every time I come to the door, her bitch of a mother slams the door in my face, but today I'm sick of it. I'm getting my girlfriend out of that hell.
I took a massive deep breath and answered the door.
"She's not here. You will never see her again. She is going to get cured. She never loved you!"
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A/N
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