When It's Dire (VERY SLOW UPDATES!)

Chapter 6-Fuck Everybody!

.oO Melody's POV Oo.

"He just left Dean! He didn't say goodbye. Nothing!" I cried into Dean's chest.

"I know. I'm sorry Mel." He rubbed circles in my back.

"He said he'd never do that! He promised!"

"I know. And I'm sorry."

"He said he loves me." I cried harder. "He took it, then he just left. Just like that!"

"Wait." He held me out at arms reach. "Took what?"

"M-my virginity." I hugged Dean, crying.

"I'm going to fucking kill that bastard!" Dean said.

"Please. Just stay here with me tonight Dean. I need someone here." I looked up at him. He bit his lip.

"What will your dad think?"

"I don't fucking care about him, Dean. Please, just stay with me."

"Okay." Dean and I laid down on my bed. We just cuddled and enjoyed each others presence. I love Dean. Best, best friend ever.

.oO Josh's POV Oo.

"Who's with Melody?" I asked Lizzie.

"Nobody. She should be alone." Lizzie answered.

"I'm gonna go see." I got up from our bed, and put a shirt on. I walked down the stairs. I quickly knocked on the door before I opened it. I saw Melody laying in Dean's arms. It looked like she'd been crying. Fuck, my daughter probably just lost her virginity, or is going to later.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" I said.

"Dad?" Melody said groggily. "What are you doing in my room?" Her and Dean let go of each other.

"I want you out of my house now! And I don't ever want to see you again!" Dean got off her bed.

"No! Sit Dean! There's no reason for you to leave! Dad chill out! Why does he have to leave?

"No, Melody. I'll go. My moms probably worried about me."

.oO Melody's POV Oo.

I knew he didn't have to leave. He told me, his mom said it was okay that he slept over. But he left anyways. All because of my fucking dad!

"What the fuck?"

"Melody he just wants in your pants! I was his age once, to Melody! I know what he wants."

"Oh my god dad! You've known Dean for fucking years! He's just a friend! He's my only friend! Now I don't even him! Thanks dad! I don't even have a fucking boyfriend!" I lied. I didn't want dad finding out about Chris right now.

"I don't care! I don't trust any boy! That's end of discussion!" He shut my door. I sat down on my bed, and cried. I don't have anybody.

/Sorry Dean :/ My Dad's just a dick. Maybe we can get together tomorrow?/-Mel

/That's okay! :) I get it! Yea. I don't think I'm busy!/-Dean I smiled.

Now time for Chris. I called him. Went to voicemail.

"Hey Chris. I know I've called already. But I'm getting worried. I miss you. Call me back. Love you." I pressed end.

I fucking hate my life! I can't deal with this shit anymore. Something caught my eye on my desk. The moonlight reflected perfectly off of it. The blade of my sharpener. I walked over to it. I took it apart. The thought of this scared me. One part of me screamed 'Put it down. You're better than this. You can get through this. You're stronger than this.' The other was 'Try it. It'll make you feel so good. Do it. Just once.' The second voice was louder, so I decided to go with that. There was so much blood.