The Stuff-Ups

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(Josh's POV)
I couldn't take it anymore. I lunged at Tyler, successfully knocking him out.

"Phew. No struggles" I sighed.

I grabbed Tylers body and chucked it into the basement with little effort, seeing as how light he was.

"Stay there and don't harm Melanie again" I whispered in his ear, even knowing he can't hear me.

I put on my black leather jacket and walked out into the freezing dark.

I ran to the hospital cursing Tyler. God, this kid was crazy.

I went up to the front desk. "I'm here to see Miss--Well, Mrs. Martinez"

"Which one?"

"Melanie"

"Sorry, no body can see her for a while. There are tests and such that are being performed as we speak. They require her to only be seen by her doctor. I'm sorry sir. Want a mint?"

"No I'm fine thank you. I'll be going bow but what I will also do is give you my phone number so you can give me a call when I can see her" I said, slipping the woman a piece of paper with my number on it.

"See ya" I whispered and walked out the door.

I made it to the parking lot before my true emotions show. I walked over to a wall and banged my head against it. Ouch.

"Why Melanie? Why not me? The poor girl did nothing to hurt anybody but she still suffers and I don't understand why!" I yelled to no one in particular.

All I did was attract a few parents blocking their children from seeing me and other children with no visible parents.

I heard obvious mutters from parents and children.

"WELL IF YOU ALL CAME TO FUCKING STARE, DON'T FUCKING DARE JUDGE ME YOU JUDGEMENTAL FUCKTARDS!" I yelled, my voice unsteady as my eyes teared up. "NOW, FUCK OFF!" I yelled and got way from the crowd. "SCRAM!" I finished.

I ran back to my house and realised Tylers body wasn't there. Who knows where he went? Maybe he ran to go rot in hell. I couldn't care less.

I walked into the kitchen and still no Tyler.

I walked to the dining table and sat down. I had my back hunched because I was crying but little did I know it was going to cause me pain.

I heard scuffling under the table and felt somebody lunge onto me. I could also feel a heat where my shoulder was.

I turned around and saw an insane Tyler holding a knife against my shoulder, carefully grazing it.

Ow.

Ow.

Holy ow

"HOLY FUCK OW!" I screamed, feeling blood trickle down my back.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" He asked, twirling the knife in his hands.

"Nothing" I whispered. I realized sassiness would get me another bolt of electricity. Not literally, but thats the way it felt.

"Thought so..." He whispered back, touching the point to my ear.

"What do you want from me?" I cried.

"Melanie" he said with a tone in his voice that I couldn't put my finger on.

I heard my phone ring. I had a call from an unknown number. It must be the hospital calling in.

I rushed out the door. No jacket, no nothing. All I know was that it was cold.

I finally reached the hospital. The cold made it hard for me to use my fingers.

I got to the reception desk.

"Melanie Martinez?" the lady asked.

"Yup!" I exclaimed excitedly. (A/N : real quick, I'm not sure if that makes sense lol)

"Room 239" the receptionist lady says.

"Kay" I say, halfway down the corridor already.

I knock on the door and await a response.

"Come in"

I opened the door.

"Josh?!" Melanie exclaimed.

Thats when I turn around and see the most beautiful girl in the world at her worst.

Her arms were stained and a red line around her neck.

"Melan-" I start, but she grabs my head and kisses me.

Man, I missed this for about 30 minutes.

I pulled away. "Melanie, did Tyler ever hurt you?..." I asked in genuine concern. "Because he's fucking crazy. He fricken stabbed me before" I finished.

"Well, you see"

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