I'll Melt Your Icy Heart (ON HOLD)

Chapter 4

Guys, there's a twilight joke in this chapter. Don't hate me! It's nothing big, okay? Don't kill me twilight fans. ;A; THIS IS A REALLY SAD CHAPTER SO GET YOUR TISSUES READY!

"Lucee, how was your first day of school, dear?" Lucy, my grandmother asked. You see, I was named after her except my mum wanted my name to be a little more unique so she changed the spelling. "It was great! The class shocked me though. Everyone seemed to be so smart effortlessly." I hugged my grandma and recognised the smell that surrounded her. "Peach pie?" I asked, suspiciously.

My grandpa coughed and gave me a guilty smile. "I couldn't wait until you came home, the smell filled my nose and woah, it smelt so delicious. So me and Lu dug in and made a pact to keep it a secret from you. We destroyed the evidence so well too! Dang your sharp sense of smell." I chuckled and gave my grandpa a peck on the cheek. My grandparents had an awesome sense of humor. Back when I used to dunk my friend's heads in mud and got a huge lecture from their parents, both my parents and grandparents gave me a hi-5. Must be why I'm so weird. Genes.

I tiredly retreated to my room and collapsed on my bed. I took a nap, dreams engulfing my mind, filled with thoughts of Varick. He was so cold, so mysterious. His eyes were blank, as if he were hiding something from everyone. Just what was he hiding?

After an hour of la-la-land, I woke up to the sound of my grandmother's sweet voice. She was singing with grandpa downstairs. They were so carefree. I smiled gently as I walked down the stairs. "Lu, is there anything you want me to buy?" I asked, wanting to go out and get some fresh air. "Um...I think we need a few onions, some potatoes...and that should be it, grab a fifty from my wallet on the counter. Buy some junk food, you need some sugar hun, you look down." She gave me a worried smile and I flashed a grateful smile at her. I took a fifty and closed the door behind me.

I took a deep breath of the chilling air and started walking to the local supermarket. I was playing the 'don't step on the cracks' game, focusing on the pavement, carefully walking so that I avoided the cracks. I got the hang of it and starting skipping when...THUMP!

"Yeowch. Sorry.."I said, rubbing my forehead. I stared up at the person or thing I'd bumped into. Expecting a pole, I was surprised by the sight of Varick's cold eyes, giving me a pained look. "It's fine." He sat down on the bench of the park. Reynald Park, the park that was about 20 minutes away from the shops part of town. Crap, I'd totally walked past the supermarket!

I sighed at my idiocy and sat down of the park bench, completely forgetting about the presence of Varick. He sneezed which brought me to realization that he was sitting next to me. "Oh umm..hey Varick. What's up?" I said, awkwardly. To my complete surprise, he replied, "Just thinking," with a smile on his face. I accidentally said "Woah" out loud which made him give me a weird look. "..You smiled." I said. He chuckled and flashed a bright smile towards me which made my heart flutter.

"I'm human, after all." he said, as if I should've known. "No, I'm pretty sure you're a vampire." I replied, jokingly. "How'd you know?" he answered, no hint of sarcasm in his voice and his face was completely serious. "OH MY GOD! You're not Edward Cullen in disguise are you?" I asked in utter disgust. He shook his head, clutching his stomach and laughing. "Phew, I hate him." I sighed in relief.

"So, Varick, why do you look so cold and ignorant at school?" I asked, curiosity taking over me. "Are you ready for a long story?" he replied, after hesitating. "Yes. I'll keep a secret, I'll even sew my mouth shut if necessary." I said with complete seriousness. "Okay. I have no idea why I'm telling you this after I met you for one day. I haven't even told any of my friends who I've known for 10 years. I guess I feel like I can trust you. I can, right?" He looked at me, waiting for an answer. "Of course."

He took a deep breath and started, "Well, Lucee. 16 years, 8 months and 3 days ago, I was born. That was also the day my mum died. She held me in her arms, her face shining with happiness, her breathing unstable and she uttered her last words after much thought. Her last words were vague, they didn't hold much meaning at all. No will, no 'goodbye', no 'I love you's. Just one word, a name. 'Varick..' That was the last word she said before she died and the first word that ever entered my new ears.

For endless years, I was called a murderer. I was thrown around by my drunk dad and my sister often ordered me to do everything around the house for her. I was hit, slapped, kicked if I had made the slightest mistake. All I had in return was a bed, a table, 2 pairs of clothes, an allowance of $1 per month and a place to call 'home'. I know I'm luckier than others who don't even have anything at all but I just wish some love would come around, you know. Well, it did, at some point, but then my heart was trampled on even more.

It happened when I was 15, in my 4th year of high school. After being called a murderer, a killer for 15 years, I started to doubt myself. I started believing that I was really a murderer, that it was my fault that my mum had died and I guess my whole life changed. I used to be quite a bright person, happy everyday. I started thinking I didn't deserve to be happy. After all, I had stolen the life of my mother. I started ignoring everyone, I became antisocial and just stuck away from the crowd.

Then..I met Angela. She turned my world the right way again. She made me love life again and accept the death of my mother. I fell in love with her. I gathered the courage to ask her out and she accepted. It was probably the happiest moment of my life. Until that day...

I had to go back to school because I'd left my textbooks in the classroom, so I'd snuck in secretly, tip-toeing to the classroom when I'd heard voices. I stopped in my tracks and quickly hid in the dark corner next to the vending machine which was also next to the classroom. I overheard the girl and guy in the classroom.

"Hey Rick, where's my money?" the girl had said. "Gee, it's here." the guy muttered. "Good, you actually kept up your part of the deal." she said. "Angela, I never thought you'd actually capture his heart so fast. You practically have him wrapped around your finger!" the guy yelled, amazed. Angela? Was it my Angela?, I had thought. "Well, he's pretty stupid, actually thinking he was a murderer." she chuckled.

I stood up in shock and burst inside the classroom. "Angela, is it true? You bet on me to love you?" I had said, shivering with mixed anger and sadness. "I...There's no point denying it anyway. I've got the money after all. Yes, you were a toy for my money. I never loved you, it was all an act. You're so naive, Varick. No one loves you, no one ever will. All that will happen in your life is that you'll get hurt. You'll be stepped on because you're so pathetic." she had said, her words full of hatred.

I stepped forward and slapped her. "Angela, you whore." I had said, my voice full of anger. I ran out of the school, tears streaming down my face and my mind full of hate. I swore to never love again after that day. I just didn't want to get hurt again.

I was pretty much a loner day after day until Ariane and her group came and forced me to join. I've been holding up the act of being cold at school, as to not open up to anyone. I guess, I'm scared of falling in love and being hurt all over again."

He looked over at me, his eyes crying for help. Out of instinct, I hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Varick, I'll teach you how to love again. I'll melt your icy heart."