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Sorry for the late update. This is the first part of this chapter. I thought if I put all of it up, it would be too long and sometimes I get bored after halfway through a long chapter. Hopefully this is good enough. I don’t know when the next update would be.
This is for my annoying friend for bugging me to update.
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Chapter 4 (Part one)
Two months had passed with no news of the blue haired stranger. It was the last day of Melodine’s stay in the hospital. Her injuries were minimum compared to Lena’s so the doctor found no reason of her staying longer. During this time, not one foot of Melodine’s had entered Lena’s room. Regret, resentment and sorrow were the few emotions that she felt. Her best friend lying like the dead on the bed affected her a lot that she refused to eat after the first time she saw her. This prolonged her stay in the hospital by a few weeks. A psychologist was even brought in to help her with the situation but it was of no use.
She refused to talk and nothing could convince her to eat. Her mother worried day by day wondering where her daughter was. Her daughter’s eyes were blank. Melodine was a living corpse with no warmth. The doctors encouraged her to eat or else her injuries might get worse. On a normal day like this the tables turned around on Melodine. Her daily routine was having her nurse, doctor, and psychologist in her room persuading her to eat one by one. Then she would reject them and they would leave the room dejected.
However, that day Melodine received a phone call from an unexpected person. She was pulled out of her neverending trance when she heard the ringing of her phone.
“H-Hello?” she whispered on the phone.
“It’s me,” the caller said in a harsh voice, “Come to your senses.”
“Who is this?”
“It’s your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman,” said the caller, sarcastically. A pause that resulted in silence on both ends, neither willing to speak. “ It’s Jason. You do remember me, don’t you?”
“Of course I do, I just didn’t recognise your voice,” she said in her hoarse voice, caused by lack of speaking, “Why did you call? Did you miss me?”
“Dream on, I would love to get rid of you. Unfortunately, that’s not possible or else...never mind. Anyways, the reason for my call is to tell you to eat. It doesn’t seem like you’re living anymore. You look like the dead. Do you regret not dying during the accident, is that it?” said Jason, “I thought you wanted to save your best friend. How do you plan on doing that if you’re nothing but a corpse? Are you going to stand there and scare the hell out of your enemies with your skinny body?”
“How rude! You don’t have to—”
Beep
“Hello, hello, hello!” she stared at the phone clutched in her hand in shock. “He hung up. The bastard hung up.”
No words in two months then unexpectedly the stranger that seemed like a figment of her imagination contacted her. Melodine was astounded, she didn’t know what to make of this strange call. Question after question popped in her head, each had no answers. She flung the phone across the room, hitting the opposite wall, falling with a thud and breaking into pieces. Anger from feeling helpless was the cause of this rash behaviour. Melding was never an impulsive person, always thinking thoroughly before coming into the decision.
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FantasyA voice that invades her mind. A head shared by two people. Melodine May has never been a normal girl. Raven-haired beauty she is described by some, and creepy by others. In a race to save her best-friend from people she doesn't know. Secrets are r...
