Me and Mark got back in the house and dumped the bags down.
Jack was playing with bandit.
We got the place ready for tonight.
I got dressed in my dress and shoes and applied some makeup. I curled my hair and let them flow down my back. I didn't have a necklace but I would probably buy one.
I walked downstairs and I heard my heels on the laminate flooring
Mark and Jack turned round to look at me. Jack looked back at bandit and Mark continued looking at Me.
Mark stood up and hugged me.
'Here' He said and handed my a box.
I opened it up and and gasped as I saw a necklace. It was beautiful.
It was a small locket and I opened it up. On one side it had a picture of me and all my friends and on the other it had a picture of me, my brother, Melanie my mom and dad.
I started to tear up.
I hugged him tightly and thanked him.
A ring at the door was heard and I went to answer it. It was Dan and Phil.
I hugged them and they entered.
'Oh my God, this house it amazing.' Phil said.
'Thank you!' I smiled at him.
'WHERE'S BANDIT?' Dan screamed.
Bandit ran up to him and immediately ran up to him and jumped on him.
Jack and Mark came out and greeted Dan and Phil
An hour later and everyone was here.
'Lets play truth or dare' I zoe said
We all sat in a circle.
'Ok Mel, truth or dare?' Cal asked
'Dare?' I said as a question.
'Sing for us!' He said.
'No way' I laughed.
'Its a dare, you have to do it!' He shouted jokingly.
'Fine what song?' I asked.
'Do one of your sisters' He suggested.
I grabbed my guitar and started to strum
Riding down, riding down
My hand on your seat the whole the round
I carry band aids on me now
For when your soft hands hit the jagged ground
Wheels aren't even touching the ground
Scared to take them off but they're so worn down
Promise I won't push you straight to the dirt
If you promise you'll take them off first
I love everything you do
When you call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed no training wheels left for you
I'll pull them off for you.
I continued to sing and at the end of the song everyone was clapping and smiling.
'Ok, so... that's me' I awkwardly said.
'You are amazing!' Mark said in his deep voice.
I blushed deeply and looked down.
'Awwww' everyone went.
It had gone in a full circle and it was now back to me.
'Melody, truth or dare?'
'Dare' I picked again
'Mmmmm... kiss Mark'
I coughed in shock.
I awkwardly walked over to mark, this was so embarrassing.
He stood up and I kissed him.
It lasted for seconds.
Fireworks went off in my stomach.
I pulled away.
Everyone was staring at me.
I ran up the stairs and into my room and locked the door.
I started crying. Why did I do that, in front of Joe especially
A knock was heard at the door.
'Who is it?' I shouted.
'Its Mark' They shouted into the door.
'Go away' I shouted back.
I put music on, very loud.
Biffy clyro came on.
Mountains
This song was my life at one point. When my dad hit my me, this was the one song that made me believe that I was worth something.
I sat in the corner of my room.
I put my head in between my hands.
I walked up to the door.
But before I opened it I heard talking
'You have to do something! She will do something to herself!' I heard, was that Joe.
'The door won't open she has obviously locked it!' Mark defended.
'If anything happens to her, I will kill you!' Joe said.
I heard Joe walk down the stairs.
'Mel, open the door' Mark said.
'I'm not asking' He shouted again.
My dad used to say that. When Mark said it, he sounded angry.
My chemical romance came on. I laughed, remembering the day they split
I was crying and my dad called me a bitch.
I sat down and cried.
'Open the fucking door Mel!' He screamed through the door.
I opened the door and ran away, but tripped in the process.
'Please don't hit me!' I pleaded.
He stopped in his tracks.
I was still on the floor, my hands covering my face.
'Did you think I was gonna hit you?' Mark asked.
He bent down and picked my up by my waist.
'I'm sorry' He said and hugged my.
I was like a baby in his arms.
I was scary to me. He could kill me if he wanted to.
'Its fine' I said, quietly.
He kissed me on my lips.
I touched his face and ran my hand through his amazing hair.
He put his hands round my small waist. It felt protecting for some reason.
This was soon turning into a steamy make out session.
My hand was on his chest. I felt his toned stomach.
I straddled him and took of his glasses.
A knock on the door interrupted.
I went to go get it.
'There is someone at the door for you' Phil said.
Me and Mark walked down the stairs.
The door stood open and my dad walked in the door.
'Get out' I said calmly.
'Daughter, forgive me' He said.
He was clearly drunk
I walked down the stairs.
I went to hug him.
He grabbed my throat and pinned me against the wall.
I couldn't breath. I was off the ground.
He punched me in the face and kicked me.
I felt myself begin to black out.
He let me go and kicked me repeatedly in the stomach.
Mark ran up to him and punched him off me.
I was struggling to breath
I scratched at my throat
I saw Mark push him out the door.
Crying, I pushed out the words.
'Why didn't someone do something' I whimpered.
I was In pain.
Me crying was making my throat worse.
I coughed and coughed.
Splatters of blood landed on the floor.
Blood dripped from my nose and mouth.
What's happening? I thought to myself.
My vision went dizzy.
I picked myself up and tried to walk upstairs.
I was in the bathroom.
My breathing was heavily as I leaned over the sink. The blood wasn't stopping.
I grabbed the shelf for steadiness and something clanked against the sink.
A razor. Memories came flooding back.
I put it to my skin and sliced once and again, and once more.
There was five fresh cuts up my arm.
Mark came in and started to tear up once he saw what I was doing.
'Why?' He said.
'No reason'
'There is a reason!' He shouted and wiped all the bottles off the side of the bath.
I walked by him but he grabbed my wrist.
I let out a loud ow as he pulled me back.
He looked at his hand which had blood on it.
He had bandaged up my wrist and I was better.
I was brushing my teeth as he came in behind me and hugged me.
He was only in his boxers.
I turned round and kissed him.
He grabbed my butt as I let out a squeal.
He began laughing and put his head back.
He pit his lips back to mine.
We were now in the bedroom.
I woke up in the morning. Naked.
I turned round and Mark was lying there. Breathing steadily.
He put his arms round me and I nestled into his chest.
What was happening?
