Last days at waters

SURPRISE CALL

I could feel the breeze of Atlanta Georgia as we got off the plane."hey Richard, how are you?..its been a very long time" as he greeted the family friend we will be staying with for the three weeks.The Richards are blessed with with a sixteen year old girl and a nineteen year old boy so I wouldn't be that bored at their house, we could watch pretty little liars every night while eating popcorn

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We had dinner at mc Donalds already before coming home..their house is really big..it has a big garden which looked romantic to me.Trisha's room is big and I am so excited that we are going to share the room, that way it will be easier to get along with her. Her brother Matt is a tall handsome guy with grey eyes.."I have no chance with him anyways, he has a cute girlfriend already"..I thought to myself
I have to wash up from the journey so I can come to talk to Trisha and know more about her."hey melody, can I call u Mel?"Trisha asked ..I am cool with this,am so relieved....she made the first impression. "Sure Trisha, that's what people call me" I replied. I tried asking her a few more questions about herself but she kept on giving me straight replies. I am kind of angry but then I thought "maybe she's just the type that doesn't like talking".. So I left her and wen to bed thinking about tomorrow
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The sun just had to be the one waking me up today.I washed my face and went downstairs for breakfast. it was bacon ,bread with milk we had to take this morning." Get ready guys, were going to the cinema today "Mr Richard shouted in excitement.."sorry Mr Richard, I'll have to exclude myself today, I have GCSE exams to read for" I interrupted while he was talking."honey you just got here have, have fun a little before you start reading "said mum while clearing the plates." No thank you ",I said running upstairs. A part of me was down but I knew I have to start reading because of how though the GCSE test is. I opened the book...am so troubled by the large amount of content this books have.."where will I start from"I thought as my hands roughened my hair.. Am trying to regain my spirit back because the sight of this books just killed it. I flipped couple of pages and decided to start from the back....no matter how good my grades are I still hate reading.
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Six hours has passed away and no one is home yet..am tired so I just lay my head on the desk........its happening again..am stuck, I can't move...am scared...I feel like am awake and can see everything but I can't move any part of my body,just my eyes. I can't scream or talk... All I can do is make a soft noice." What if I die now, no one will remember me".I said softly. I hate this feeling so much. The only way I can come out of this is if I relax and lay here and after a while my legs start to move" I can do this"...I whispered to my own ears.
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The blood dripping down my arm,leg, stomach in the bath tub. I took a deep breath and for one moment I can't feel the pain, the hurt ..all I feel is the silvery sharp thing going through my skin.... I burst into tears as I heard my older brothers voice Felix who died two years ago due to drug addiction.... Its like I hear him saying " hush little sister, don't cry, don't cut your arms, don't. Say goodbye, put down that razor, put down that light. I replied saying.."its so hard" and the voice went.
I have to clean the bath tub because no one should know I self harm not even my brother or Helena should know about it. Just as I am about to lie down a call came through. " hello, who am I speaking to?"i said trying to clear my voice. " sometimes you don't know how much you miss a person until a long distance comes between" said the stranger who sounded like a guy. His voice sounds familiar.. "Am sorry but can I know who you are?" I asked..."yea words don't harm"he said ......"oh wait!!,Eric James?"..I asked with a confused voice..."yeahhhh, its me" he shouted almost blowing my ear drums off. I remember those words he used to say " words don't harm except it..blah! blah!..blah!". Eric was my first crush in ninth grade and we kind if dated for a while..he loosed my number and surprisingly he's back. "How have you been doing miss melody Wilson?" Eric asked...Eric was always there forme those times i was sad mostly because of felix death but Eric never knew about me cutting myself...if he did he would have broken up with me then "am very fine Eric" I just lied because deep down my whole world is crashing down and I don't know why.."good to hear Mel, I'll talk to you later,,I just wanted you to know am not dead" Eric said laughing as he hung the phone
"Anyone home, Mel love?" My dad shouted..I knew they were back so I went down stairs " hey guys" I smiled. I do know how to pretend being the happiest person on earth but no one knows how many times I have cried in my room."hey sis"..David said as he used his hand to scatter my hair."am good bro" I said with a wide grin. David is really close to me...in tenth grade he almost suspected that I cut myself.."u sure?"he asked as he looked deep into my eyes, holding my hands up but I dropped it quickly. I was scared he will see my scars so I ran upstairs."no problem sis,just want to know if you're okay" he asked again.. "Am fine David"!!! I shouted from the room. I found out Trisha is really anti social so I left her alone...I rather not talk to her than to be snubbed. Matt was getting along really well with my brothers, they play video games all night.
" hey baby, we got you food from mc Donalds, since is late and I can't start cooking".said mum. I know people will wonder why my mum will be the only one doing the cooking but it turns out that Mr Richards wife died ten years ago."thanks for the food mum" I said as I pecked her . I don't eat much, my appetite is lost most of the time. Am skinny but I think am sexy this way. I don't want to get fat. I kept the food in the refrigerator maybe I'll have the appetite tomorrow morning.
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Thinking on my bed again about the call from Eric I recieved earlier today.He movedout when i was in 10th grade to a very very far country...his phone got stolen before he left and the only question that's on my mind now is how did Eric James get my number?.