My Totally Suck Worthy Life

Chapter 1: Nightmares, Colds and Falling Down Stairs

Nightmares, Colds and Falling Down Stairs 

Lately I’ve been having dreams that seem to real to be dreams, but are to crazy not to be. In these dreams I am never me but someone else. Someone evil. A vampire. In these dreams there is blood. So much blood that it is sickening but I enjoy it. I enjoy the kill, the taste, the smell. Everything. It fascinates me, but like I said its not me enjoying it but a tall guy with blood red eyes. He loves it. These aren’t dreams. These are nightmares.

“Melody!” Jessica called from the front door as I brushed my long brown hair onto the top of my head into a ponytail. I blinked at my appearance which blinked back. I looked sickly pale with dark circles under my eyes which makeup was not covering. Sighing at my sad appearance I quickly ran down stairs to allow Jessica in before she kicked down the door. She was about to knock again as I opened the door and almost hit me in the face but I quickly stepped back before impact. Jessica giggled “Sorry, but wow. You look like total shit”

“Thanks” I mumbled at her total bluntness as she walked through the door. She hurried into my kitchen and grabbed an apple off the counter. Jessica has been my best friend since we were children and growing up nothing changed. Ever since she got a driving licence she came over for breakfast every morning before school. Normally she raided the frdge like she hadn't eaten for a week but judging by how she only took an apple she was probably on another one of her stupid diets that restricted her to only eating fruit or something. Today she looked amazing with her blonde hair down in waves with perfect make-up. “Why can’t I look like you every morning”

She flicked her hair over her shoulder and shrugged “Not everyone can look this good, but honestly you don’t look that bad, just sick and tired” she said feeling my forehead, pulling her hand a way with a shiver. “Maybe you should stay home”

“Nah, I’ll survive” I said but I wasn’t to sure. I went over to a shelf to grab some cold medicine and swallowed two tablets before smiling back at Jessica “I’ll be fine”

She shook her head at me and sighed “Okay, then lets go pick up Michael” she said with a smile. Michael is Jessica’s boyfriend of four years and is probably one of the hottest guys at our school. They were perfect together. My dating life is basically nonexistent. I started to run upstairs to my room but lost balance on the way up and fell down them. More like rolled down them hitting the floor with a thud. I wish I could say I did it in an elegant way but I doubt there is a way to roll down stairs and look good. I heard Jessica gasp then burst out laughing at my fail to climb stairs. “Are you okay?” she asked in between laughs. I just groaned rolling on my back.

“Does it look like I’m okay?” I asked sitting up rubbing my head where I hit it. Maybe I should stay at home. Jessica shook her head at me then offered me a hand.

“No you do not look okay” she replied “and since I’m such a lovely friend I will get you bag while you wait in the car” I nodded then made my way through the front door towards her car parked on the curve. Jessica came out a few minutes later with my bag. We picked Michael up on our way to school who gave me a smile which I returned before he got in the car. 

“You don’t look to well Melody” he said when we got to school. I got out the car on shaky legs leaning against the car for suport.

“I think I caught a cold” I mumbled with a sniff. We walked up to the main building where people were chatting with there friends. I few girls were checking Michael out and Jessica was staring daggers at them as we walked through the doors. I said goodbye to Jessica and Michael leaving them to do whatever they do. I hugged myself to keep warm as I made my way to the library. Just as I was about to walk through the door two arms pulled me back into a hard chest.

“Isn’t someone looking beautiful this morning” Cole said into my ear. I really was not in the mood to put up with Cole, just hearing his voice gave me a bigger headache. Cole was the most arrogant, self absorbed douche bag I have ever met. He was also the hottest one to. I groaned trying to ply his arms off me but failed.

“Let me go” I growled weakly at him. He just chuckled but let me go. I continued into the library with Cole beside me. Could this boy not get a hint? As we made our way to the back of the library some girls sent glares my way but I just ignored them until I got to where I usually sat. The table was hidden by the bookshelves and had spier webs under the table since it was rarely used. My head was still pounding, the medicine doing nothing to help. Maybe I should have stayed home. Dust puffed out of chair Cole had fallen in making me sneeze, I sent a glare his way before pulling out some of the homework I had failed to complete last night. My eyes could barely focus on the words in front of me. I blinked trying to clear my vision but failed as blackness continued to consume my vision. I quickly stood but started to wobble on my feet. Coles lips were moving but I couldn’t here anything he was saying. I turned around and knocked into someones chest. Whoever it was caught me before I fell. I looked up to see a pair of beautiful green eyes staring back. Then everything goes black.

I awaken to see Jessica hovering over me. The worried expression turned into a relieved one when she saw I had awoken. She made me drink some stuff and kept talking. I never heard a thing she said. Blackness.

The next time I wake Jessica’s gone and the rooms pitch black. I feel so cold and weak. I can’t move or speak. It’s hard to breath. I keep getting colder and colder until I feel like my bones are frozen. I here the window open but can’t look to see who or what opened it. A pair of blood red eyes appear before my face. They look familiar but I can’t place them. Every goes blurry so I shut my eyes falling back into the darkness.

I never wake up alive again.

A/N 

Hey Guys!!! This is the rewrite of MTBL! So comment on which one you like better or if you just started reading this tell me what you think! The chapters dedicated to GoddessGlitter2001 who made the cover on the side, thankyou!

Misery xoxo

Three Brutal Truths And One Sugar-Coated Fantasy

By GoddessGlitter2001

Is it bad if I tell you that I like three guys? You know, those 'look, but don't touch' kind of guys? Yep, I like them. You know what's worse? I'm in 'like' with the Oleander brothers. And liking these three guys comes with three brutal truths. 

1. They're popular. Something I'm not.

2. Everybody likes them. It's either someone wants to be like them, or they want to be friends with them. And some people, just WANTS them.

3. And of course, they're hot. Something, unfortunately, is SO not me. 

Then there's one fantasy. Something I love, hoping it would actually happen. And hate at the same time, thinking it will always stay as a dream and nothing else. One, sugar-coated fantasy.

I can be with AT LEAST one of them.

But you know what they say, if you keep on living a fantasy for so long, it happens eventually.

Check it out!!!