WWCOMMS .007 // Melanie Meadow Smith

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Four hours ago

"What's wrong, huh?" She softly whispers holding the three year old in her arms, unaware that her blood matches the little girls blood.

"Mummy?" She shakes her head.

The sixteen year old girl grabs the little girl's locket and and strokes her finger over the warm silver frame of the locket before clicking it open by pressing the top where the thin chains are, down. "This here is your mummy in your pretty locket. Should we read your letter, huh?" She says again in a friendly voice as she goes to the bed of the little girl and get's out of her draw the letter which hasn't still been open up.

"Isn't that odd?" She coos as the little girl laughs happily not having a single clue on what is going on.

"Open it faster!" The little girl calls out sitting on the teenagers lap happily.

She opens the letter and begins to read it for the little girl. "It says; Hey baby, I just want you to know first off that you are not a mistake, just a surprise a really awesome surprise...I wish I got told that by my mom, baby this is so hard to write because I only held you for one minute and now all I see of you is the pink blanket you in, in the shoulders arms hovering above me." The teenager stops reading the letter and dries her eyes as she found herself crying. The teenager never knew her real parents but all she has left of them is her bracelet, her sweetie bracelet.

She smiles at the little girl who sits ever so quiet on her lap. "I've been in this position before except it was less dramatic and I got to keep her for a whole week before she went away. I know they are gonna take you away from me. You didn't cry...you just looked around the room with your big blue eyes looking so optimistic, definitely ain't your daddies girl. I just...I love you with all of my heart. I don't know what is going on, your grandpa is on the phone to his lawyer...trying to let me keep you and be a mommy like I have always wanted to be. I will always love you, Scarlet Stacey. As for your daddy, even though he isn't here in the hospital for your birth-I bet he loves you too. You have his blue eyes, both of our dark brown little strands of hair here and there...our vampire pale skin...your also pretty tall like me and your daddy. Be a good girl okay, don't get into trouble. Always be proud of yourself and if anybody-" through her tears the teenager puts her hand over her mouth at the next part where Scarlett Stacey's mother swears.

"If anybody....shits on you, shit on them back baby-not metaphorically cause that is like disgusting and vile. I am meant to give you a present so here is my shitty locket...(I need you to give me this back your arsehole father brought it for me) There's a picture of me in there, (I'm totally vain, I love me) with a picture of your daddy (his a wanker missing his daughters birth (probably dead)) and there is a picture or your Grandpa (he ain't your real Grandpa, I'm adopted BUT HE IS YOUR GRANDPA!) Don't go all rebellious and pretend I'm dead or whatever because I ain't-your dad on the other hand is (joking...). I Love you lot's and always, mommy, with three kisses." The teenage girl says as she goes to give Scarlett Stacey the letter she stops to see a note on the back and takes it back from Scarlett Stacey's dirty hands.

"I missed a spot, oh, it's a PS message. It says: PS If you meet a girl named Melanie Meadow Smith" the girl stops reading, panicked. THAT'S MY NAME! I AM THE ONLY GIRL IN WILD WORLD CALLED MELANIE MEADOW SMITH! I researched my name at the library with birth records...Melanie begins to freak out.

She continues to read out loud in shock. "...Stick with her okay. Your big sister will look after you...hopefully-keep annoying her if she doesn't accept you-show her this. HELLO IT'S YOUR MOM-SURPRISE-FIND ME BITCH, joking...okay bye...seriously tho find me you still better have that bracelet your daddy gave me. Huh? Expensive sweetie bracelet, same amount of kisses again..." Melanie looks at her bracelet in shock. Could this really be? She thinks to herself with her hand over her wide open mouth.

Scarlett Stacey looks at her sister in shock. "Sister?" Scarlett Stacey says pointing in Melanie's face. While Melanie eyes are in pure shock. Questions go around in her mind quicker than announcer tells someone off for breaking the rules, of which, the announcer has done six times for Melanie because of precision of language. She ignore's the announcer picking at her every move.

"Can I...er...can I...have a look at your locket...thing...please?" Scarlett Stacey nods her head taking off her locket for the first time since she has put it on, one month ago from her third birthday.

Melanie opens it up and starts to cry seeing her mom. Knowing that this beautiful still young woman is her mother and man opposite is her good enough granddad. Melanie puts Scarlett Stacey down and goes to go out of her dorm she shares with other girls her age. This is the centre of children that was born either before or after Wild World happened. Older kids take care of younger kids and be there mentors.

Scarlett Stacey then quickly goes in her draw and gives Melanie a photograph. "What's this?" Melanie says as she flips over the glossy piece of paper with faded writing on the back to see her mother and her fathers picture.

She turns the photograph over wanting to know there whole names. Miss. Laureline Reynolds, born 1986 in America, and Mr. Daniel Campbell Smith, born 1985 in South London, pictured in 2012 at Francesca Smith's (Dan's biological sister) wedding. Parents of: Miss. Melanie Meadow Smith, born 2000, and, Miss. Scarlett Stacey Smith, born 2013. Her eyes widen holding the picture carefully.

So it turned out, Melanie, whom is always dreaming that her only friend, Scarlett Stacey, is related to her...is actually true. I am gonna find them. I am gonna do as my mum says and bring her the stuff she wants back. I just need to-her thoughts get cut off by the speaker.

"Mr. Daniel Campbell Smith, return to head office now!" The loud voice booms from the building next door as Melanie automatically sprints, following the sound of the people behind the speakers telling Dan off.

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