All In My Head

Bottled up.

'Amelia?' Melody stares at me with an expression that should be rated 21 or over. I immediately pull away from Ethan, partially from pure embarrassment, but also because I knew what I was doing had been wrong. Very wrong.

'Amelia, how could you do this to me? I-' her voice breaks as she slowly chokes back tears.

'What's going on? What did Amelia do to you?' he splutters in utter confusion.

'Ethan, I- I thought you liked ME.' She mumbled, tears rolling down her cheeks. 'But Amelia here thinks she is the better one for you. This whole time, I thought you were my friend. But you're not. You're a betrayer. A traitor. I'm sorry I ever thought of you as my friend.' She spits in between her tears.

I just stood there. Facing the floor. Motionless. With a blank expression. I felt my eyes glossing over and desperately tried to fight it.

'Hold on' Ethan interrupts, 'I never liked you, Melody, I thought of you as a friend. I'm sorry if I was letting off the wrong signals. So technically, Amelia has done nothing wrong. Because you never went out with me, and I KISSED HER. And even if she did kiss me what did she do wrong?'

'Ame' Melody sighs 'I thought you would never do this to me. I thought you would be the better person and take the fall this time. I never knew you had a habit of stealing other people from those you loved. And since when did you like Ethan anyway?' She says, completely ignoring what Ethan had JUST said.

'You NEVER ASKED. ALL YOU COULD EVER THINK ABOUT WAS YOURSELF AND FRANKLY, YOU COULD NEVER SEE BEYOND THAT. FRIENDSHIP DOESN'T MEAN THAT I ALWAYS HAVE TO SUPPORT YOU WHEN YOU FALL AND WHEN I FALL THERE'S NEVER ANYONE THERE. AND AS FOR SHOWING PEOPLE THAT WE'RE FREINDS, IT SHOULDN'T BE THAT 'I'M DOING THIS BEACAUSE I HAVE TO SINCE THEY'RE MY FRIEND' BUT 'I'M DOING THIS BEACAUSE I TRUST AND LOVE THEM'' I blurted out. To be honest, half of that didn't make sense and didn't apply to the current situation but hey, this is why you shouldn't bottle up feelings.

She slams the door and runs away.

'Can I ask you something Ethan?' I say, my face burning and tears streaming down my face.

'Sure' he says sympathetically.

'Could I get a hug?'

He pulls me into a tight warm embrace and I just cry stiffly.