(Picture is of Megan.) Melody's Pov
I stare at the white wall. It's so plain and ugly. Sometimes I wonder if I was plain and ugly would Cam and my dad leave me alone. Couldn't I just switch places with a wall for at least a day. I rest my forehead on the cold, plain, ugly wall and just sat there.
"Mello."I heard Jessie say behind me, he touched my shoulder. "Don't cry." He said.
I turned around and said,"I'm not crying. Why would I be crying? Come on, Jess. Remember I'm supposed to be a superhero? I never cry." I said.
Two years ago Jessie said I was a super hero. He said I was strong, only because I tried to stay strong in front of him.
"Mello. Even superheroes have to cry sometime." He said.
I smiled, a small tear sliding down my cheek.
"Mello. What's wrong?" Jessie asks, seeming older than 8 for some strange reason.
"Nothing. I promise." I say, pulling Jessie into a hug. He winces as my hand touches his back and I pull away from him.
"Jessie, turn around." I say, and he slowly turns.
I raise the back of his shirt and see a bruise
"Who did this?" I ask.
"Daddy." He whispers.
I stand up and walk up stairs, into Cam's room.
"Where's dad?" I demand.
Cam can't even look me in the eye but he says,"Not here."
"Next time you see him tell him I said 'He can beat me all he likes but not Jessie.' Tell him to leave Jessie the hell alone." I say.
"I will." He said, still not looking at me.
"I'm serious Cam." I said.
"I'm serious too." He says, finally looking at me. It was obvious he was sad.
"You know Mello, I was thinking about what you said." Cam started. I walk towards his bed and sit down next to him.
"And?" I ask.
"Your right. If I truly loved you i'd be happy if you were happy. So I want you to be happy." He said.
I smiled and said,"Really?"
"Yeah." Cam said.
"Mello. Have you ever tried to just close your eyes and imagine me not as your brother, not as someone who hurt you, just as someone you could actually love?" Cam asked.
"No." I said.
"Then try now." He whispered, putting his hand on my cheek.
I closed my eyes. Actually thinking about it. What if Cam wasn't my brother? What if he never hurt me? Could I actually see my self being in love with him? Cam leaned in, I felt his breath on my lips. I opened my eyes.
"No." I whispered.
"What?" Cam asked.
"I can't see myself loving you." I said.
Cam's hand dropped.
"I am so stupid. Why would you love me? After all I've done to you. On top of that I'm your brother." Cam said.
I didn't know what to say. After all these years I've hated Cam. But now he's finally opening up and I don't know what to think of him.
"I need help." He mumbled.
"Yeah. You do." I said.
I stood up, walking towards the door.
"Wait! Don't go." Cam said, jumping up from his spot on the bed.
He really didn't want to be alone.
"I'll be right back." I said, walking out the door.
I went downstairs to check on Jessie. He was sitting on the couch watching t.v.
"You okay?" I asked.
He shook his head yes.
"Okay." I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
I yawned and Jessie said,"Are you sleepy?"
"Mmhm." I said.
"Go Upstairs and go to sleep. I'll be okay." Jessie says, ordering me to bed like I was his child and not his older sister.
I walk upstairs and Cam is waiting For me in his doorway. I walk past him and climb into his bed, curling up.
He gets in bed next to me and for once in six years I know he won't hurt me.
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This is just a filler, oh and it's a start to show how Cam is feeling inside, and a way for Mello and Cam to become a little bit closer.
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