Melanie

Fifteen

I was unable to take my eyes off that Kylie Diary. My mind continued to plead with me to open and read the journal. I was unable to determine if I should read the entire book or just one page. I was being overly dramatic because I had apprehension to read. I didn't want to irritate Melanie since I like her. She had liked me since the first time she saw me. She was previously in a relationship with someone else, but only for sexual purposes.

I felt like I was having a panic attack because I didn't want to tell Melanie or her was looking for the journal that she had thrown in the garbage. It would make her believe I was a thief or too curiosity-driven for not trusting her. I didn't want her to have that perception of me. I became involved with her life and her friendship with Kylie. She didn't say much, instead sticking to the basics she'd already told me.

I usually asked her additional questions about Kylie, but she mistook me for falling for Kylie instead of her. I rolled my eyes at her because she was too foolish to understand what I was saying. I was merely curious about Kylie because Melanie needed to believe me. I knew it wasn't her place to inform, but it was also my concern. I needed to understand Mel's really dark side.

I had been visiting Mom at the hospital and it was verified that Mom was awake, but feeling too unconscious. I spoke with her, but she didn't even remember what occurred and how she ended up in the hospital. I explained to her that she was on a date with a man, then she was drugged. She once told me that she spotted a woman wearing a black hoodie but was unaware of her appearance. It wouldn't reveal her face while she was on a nice date with a guy. He departed too quickly because to a coworker, he bears no accountability.

Mom once told me that she learned to trust Melanie because of her compassionate and empathetic family. I hadn't informed her I had lost my virginity to her since she was too unconscious to respond to past incidents. I told her about Jake's relapse into drug use, and how Mom thought he needed medical care. I informed Mom that we would be in the finals of the state championships. She shook her head, as if overwhelmed.

I left the hospital to go home after Vivian picked me up and dropped me off. That week wasn't terrible, but it wasn't spectacular either. Melanie, as predicted, had been quite busy. She was constantly with her mother, but she didn't spend much time with me. I understood I just had to trust her since she was madly in love with me.

I kept glancing at that dreadful journal when I was at home! I couldn't take my eyes away from it. It was really frustrating, and all I wanted to do was read this stupid journal. Until then, I took the blasted journal and opened it. There were no images or anything else, only a diary filled with secrets. I started reading the first page. It was written five years ago.

I wasn't pleased after one page, so I kept going. I wasn't sure if I should finish the book or not, so I just kept reading. A lot of things happened after a time. Kylie has one of the most dark secrets ever. Kylie's whole writing thing took me absolutely by surprise. It was heartbreaking and depressing. Kylie was raped when she was ten years old. Kylie was mentally unwell and had to take a lot of meds. She was often told to go to the hospital and wait in one of the white rooms with a suit wrapped over her arms. She started drinking when she was twelve, but she never informed her parents.

Also, Kylie considered suicide at one point and did inform Melanie as a threat. That threat was exceptionally severe. It was mentioned that Kylie and Melanie were like sisters. Kylie talked of experiencing two further rapes when she was thirteen, one before she killed herself. I felt awful, and it was too much for me. I decided to close it since it was one of the most disturbing.

The doorbell rang unexpectedly, scaring the crap out of me; I jumped my ass, then rushed to the door. Melanie was standing there looking startled after I opened it. "Dax, are you all right?" You seemed to have had a major heart attack today," she added as she clasped her arms. "Have you seen Kylie's Diary?" Oh my, here we go again. My heart was racing too quickly, and a tiny perspiration was running down my forehead.