***Melanie's P.O.V***
"Hey...I brought you dinner." Alex mumbled, walking back into the room again, carrying a tray of food, shutting the door with his foot behind him. I rolled my eyes and looked away again.
"I'm not eating anything you give me." I scoffed.
"You need to keep up your strength. For you, and little Darcy." he explained.
"Don't act like you give a damn about my safety, or Darcy's." I growled, glaring at Alex, who let out a frustrated sigh.
"It's not an act Mel, I really do care. I am only doing what is best for you! I am trying to help you! To save you!" he argued.
Anger was boiling up inside of me, as he spoke like I needed to be rescued. Sure, at first I wanted to get away, but that was before Harry changed. Before I saw the real Harry, and he is amazing. He was now a gentle, sweet guy, and Alex saying otherwise just pissed me off.
"Let me get this straight, Alex. You are not a hero, you're a liar. Whatever lie you tell yourself to comfort yourself for the wrong you are doing, keep it to yourself, because it is bullshit. You.are.not.my.hero." I spoke slowly, dragging out each word.
"Do you...do you hate me?" he mumbled, looking at me with pain in his eyes. It hurt me to see him like that. But it hurt me more knowing he stabbed me in the back.
"No. I don't hate you, but I hate what you've done." I replied honestly. "I thought we were good mates. Kiddo and Lex forever." I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. "But you've hurt me, and I can't believe that you have. I trusted you, and you sold me out. I would have done anything for you, and you betrayed me. I see friendship as loving them with all your heart. And I love you with all my heart Alex, which is why this hurts so damn much!" I cried near the end. "The fact that a person I love like a brother, doesn't give a damn about me, hurts so so much Alex. More than you could imagine."
Alex had started to cry by now, guilt and sorry eating away at him, as I spoke the truth. He looked down at the ground. But I wasn't finished yet, so I kept going.
"So to answer your question, no. I don't hate you." I spat. "And when Harry comes for me, and believe me, he will, I hope he doesn't kill you. I want you to spend the rest of your life, knowing how you hurt me, and you can suffer, the same way I did. So every day you see two friends walking around together, you think of me, and it pains you, to know you threw it away. Every laugh you hear, you'll think of all the laughter we missed out on, and every smile you see, you think of every smile of mine you turned to a frown. And every heart breaking sound of somebody sobbing over the loss of somebody they loved, choking on their pain, that heart wrenching sound will be your to cherish, knowing that is exactly what you did to me."
Alex was now full on crying, tears streaming down his face, and my tears falling rapidly as well. Sobbing filled the room and it was a surprise the room didn't begin to flood, the both of us drowning in our sorrows.
"Answer me this." I mumbled, glancing up at him, him looking back at me through his red puffy eyes.
"Anything." he sniffed, hoping he could somehow make up for everything.
"Did our friendship mean that little to you?" I whispered, feeling pained by the thought that he had thrown it away so easily, without so much of a second thought. The idea that a friendship I held so dearly, was so little to him, broke my heart.
"The opposite. It meant so much to me, that the thought of you being with Harry, and never seeing me again was unbearable so I tried to stop it, I just...I fucked up in the process.
