What No One Knows

chapter 9

Melanie's P.o.v

   I sigh quietly as I lay on my bed while music was playing. I thinks back to what happened earlier that day, when I was skipping school.

Flashback:

  "Wanna see?" I said.

"Pff! What are you talking about!?" The officer laughs.  I then focus on the old man and wait until I can feel the energy flowing through me as he slowly starts to lift off the ground.

  I look over when I hear a knock on my door and sit up.
  "Yeah?" I call out. "Melanie! Open this door right now!!" I quickly scurry up, pausing my music first, and open the door to see my mom glaring at me. 
 
"Why did you skip school today?!" She asks, getting straight to the point, her nostrils were flairing, the veins on her neck were popping out, as were her eyes.

   Silence.. I didn't know what to say, I had no excuse,  so I just shrugged. 

   "No! No No no! Don't shrug at me Melanie! I want an answer, and I want one now!" She smacks her hand on the wall, making me flinch.
  
    "Mom.. don't you think you're overreacting?" I ask.

    "No, Melanie! I'm not!" She starts getting teary-eyed.  

     "This is not you Melanie! Why are you skipping school? I thought you liked school?" She grabs my arms, lightly squeezing them.

      "Mom, I've never liked school." She squeezes my arm harder while scrunching up her face.

  "I'm sorry Melanie but I have to ground you, give me your phone, and you can't hang out with your Friends.." She says, holding out her hand. Sighing, I go get my phone that was charging while muttering that my friend probably don't even like me anymore. Giving her the phone, she takes one more look into my room and points into my room before,
   
      "I don't want to see that TV on while you're grounded, you hear me?" She then leaves. Nodding to myself, I close the door before heading to the bathroom to wash up for bed.
  
    I quietly lay in bed, waiting for sleep to hit me, when I remember the police officers face, he's probably going to report me to the scientists and make me a lab rat after what I did to him. I turn over to my side. Sighing, a small tear escapes my eye, but I quickly wipe it away, even now, all by myself with no one around, I feel like shit.

   My mom didn't even tell me how long I was going to be grounded for. Which means it's for a while. Once again a small sigh escapes me as I rolled to my other side.

Flashback:

"Wh-what's going on?! M-monster! you're a witch!! Help!! Help please!" He screams, voice laced with fear. Shocked, I stop concentrating on keeping his up as he soon falls to the ground, "I'm not a monster!" I scream at him. He stares at me, body shaking with fear, I start shaking my head, *I'm not a monster I'm not a monster I not a monster* tears have gather up in my eyes as I quickly duck my head down and run away...

I'm a witch..

An outcast..

A monster..

     I don't realize I'm silently crying until my nose starts to get stuffy. I sit up, wiping my tears and nose, and get up. I walk around the house aimlessly. Before going back to my room, I lay still, but decide that I want to go out. So I get dressed in an all black outfit, not wanting to be noticed Which happens to be a hoodie probably 2 sizes too big, black skinny jeans, a beanie, and converse. I soon leave the house quietly so my parents don't wake up.
   
    I walk down the road quietly, walking towards the park. I sit down on a swing, barely swinging, yet it was still creaking, I soon start to swing harder. Laying my head back, and closing my eyes, feeling the wind as it flows through my hair. A small smile soon spreads over my face, I felt at ease, like nothing matters right now, just this.

   "Hi," my eyes shoot open to see Daniel sitting on the swing beside mine,
  
   "what are you doing out here at this time?" He asks, looking down, I shrug, it's the only thing I'm good at doing right now.
    
   "You know we have school tomorrow right?" I give a small nod.
  
    He sighs, "I can't sleep, it's weird to move to a new city after being born and raised in my old home, and I miss my best friend Brandon." I look up at him, to see him looking at me, he smiles when he notices I'm looking at him. I look down with a small blush tainted on my face. *he has a nice smile*

    "Why were you not in 4th period?" He asks me, face filled with curiosity as he starts to swing while staring at the sky. "I...I got checked out" I lied, still looking down I didn't know what else to say.
  
   "Liar."

  My head shoot up, my eyes widely staring at him. "Wh-what? I'm not!" I try to defend myself.
  
    "Liar, I saw you leave to school grounds, but whatever, right? Did you hear what happened with the police officer?.." He looks at me waiting for an answer.
"..N-no.. what happened with him?" I asked, suddenly feeling nervous.

"Well all I heard were the rumors that some kids said the police officer said, what's his name anyways? Officer Kim?" He asks to himself. I nodded to his question anyways.

"Well yeah they said that he said, he interacted with a witch, some kids say that the witch probably did some witchcraft on him... ugh, I just hate witches, or anything in that sort, like fairies, vampires, werewolves, angel, you know?" I nod, getting an uneasy feeling in my guts telling me to walk away right now and not look back.

   But of course, me being me, I stay sitting on the swing.

  "Yeah, me too.. I hate them too. Just annoying." I don't even know what I'm talking about, my mind is blank, I forgot what he said, but I know I heard him talking about disliking something. So I'll just agree for now.

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Excuse me for being like the worst author ever, I just had like a huge writers block for like ever, you all don't know how many times I changed this chapter up, and I might still change it in the future... I am like so so so so so so sorry you have to deal with me if you're reading this crappy...like whatever this is( like I can't even call this a book) if you can guess how many times I've said like then I like you and I might like, sub to you cause I'm like  trying to make up to y'all.( If this helps any, sorry I'm not creative like y'all)