My Only hope

Chapter 4: The weekend from heaven

It's Saturday morning and so far it has been pretty good. I must have fallen asleep with Kevin because I'm waking up in his bed. The house seems quiet, so I'm alittle worried. I decide to go down stairs, leaving the warmth and safety of Kevin's bed. As soon as I'm down stairs, the first thing I see is Kevin asleep on the couch. Why didn't he come upstairs? Oh well, I'll cover him up. I try to cover him up with the blanket on the back of the couch, but he grabs my arm, pulls me to his chest, and wraps his arms around me.

"Good morning Kevin," I whisper into his chest.

"Morning Mel. Did you sleep alright," he asks, wrapping his arms around my small frame.

"Yeah, but why didn't you come back upstairs when you got tired again," I ask, now looking up at him.

"I didn't want to disturb you."

"Thanks Kev. Where is everyone? It's way too quiet for being in this household."

"Dad made the other guys go outside so they don't wake you up. I only in here because I layed down and fell asleep here before they went out."

"Why is everyone being so nice today," I ask. Then I realize that it's the eleventh anniversary of my parents' deaths and my sixteenth birthday. I miss them so much.

They passed away in a car accident on my fifth birthday. My parents were on their way home from picking up my birthday cake in the pouring rain when a drunk driver passed the double yellow lines, hitting them head on. I didn't understand it at the time, but it him me like a ton of bricks at the funeral.

"You alright Mel," Kevin says snapping me out of my thoughts. I didn't realize it, but I guess I started to cry thinking about my parents. It was only three days after their deaths that Simon was named my legal guardian and I was sent to live with him and the guys. He came and attended the funeral, then he took to my new home. "Melody are you OK."

"Y-yeah, I-I think I'm alright," I managed to say through the tears. He must've known what I was thinking because he squeezed me a little tighter. He held me as I sobbed for half an hour before the guys came in. It is safe to say that Kevin's t-shirt is soaked with my tears.

"Melody are you going to be alright," Simon asks crouching down next to the couch, reaching to wipe away the tears. I try to squirm away, but then I remember Kevin still has a grip on my body. Another thing that should be quite obvious is that hitting him doesn't help. "Melody calm down, we just want to celebrate your birthday. Kevin, don't let up even a little bit. She's a fighter today."

"Yeah Mel, come on. It's the fourteenth of February and the sun is shining real bright," Steve says from beside Jon. I don't want to do anything, but mourn my parents. Steve is always the one to try to make me feel better. Even when I have a small tear go down my face, he is the first to try to make me laugh. Steve is Mark's identical twin, but they are polar opposites. Steve is nice, but he messes with you before he shows that he cares.

"Let's go outside," suggested Ethan. "We can go on the boat and have a fire later on. I know how much you love s'mores Melody."

"We can set up tents in the backyard. Another well know fact about the birthday girl is she loves camping," Jon says trying to help Ethan make me feel better. All I do is roll over and bury my face in Kevin's chest.

"Let's just carry her out," James suggests, getting sick of me trying to avoid time with them. "She obviously isn't going to come out under her own power."

"Go ahead Kevin, carry her out," was al Simon said before Kevin layed my head on his shoulder and hoisted me up into the air. Once we were outside, kevin sat down at the picnic table and secured me on his lap.