A Bloody Melody (Discontinued)

Chapter Eight

A Bloody Melody

Chapter Eight

I stood there in shock, not knowing what to do. I could see that Lilith, Mitchell and Noah are stood behind her but none of them said anything. We all just stood there, staring at each other. I hadn’t seen them in a week and it was another blow to my memory, to see that none of them looked the same, again. I started to close the door, not wanting to hear their blame again, but Mitchell stopped me.

With his hand on the door, keeping it open, I looked up at him. He looked down at me and said, “We just want to talk, Lainey.”

I might have once thought that he was looking at me with love, like any brother would do their sister, but after all that had happened I’m almost positive that it’s hate. “Why should I talk to you?”

Lilith stepped up beside him. “We’re your family, Lainey.”

The bitter side of me starts to come out. Why should I listen to anything they want to say, they had their chance and they blew it. So I said to them, “So you’re my family now eh? Sure didn’t feel like that when I was lying in that hospital bed.”

“I didn’t say anything Lainey, you’ve got no reason to be mad at me,” Mitchell said. I almost shut the door in his face right then and there, has he always been this stupid? Just because he didn’t say anything doesn’t mean he’s not in the wrong. He stood there and basically agreed with Dawn. He didn’t act like he was seeing a sister who he’d missed terribly over the past year and a half.

“Hey, don’t blame all this on me,” Dawn said, her face flushed with anger.

I scoffed at them all, I can’t believe this. “Don’t worry, Dawn, I don’t just blame you. You’re all to blame.”

Lilith and Mitchell stepped back and he released his hold on the door. “How can you blame us?” he asked.

“Well you blame me. Not one of you stopped Dawn from saying those hateful things. Our parents are just as much to blame. Pretending to be happy to see me and then standing by and agreeing with you. Not one of you appeared to be happy to at least see that I was alive.” I leaned on to the doorframe, looking each of them in the eye.

“We blame you because it’s your fault,” Dawn shouted.

She started to walk towards me but I put hand up and told her, “If you’re going to shout then leave, I’ve just gotten out of the hospital. I don’t need grief from you.”

She stopped and stood still, her arms folded and her foot tapping the ground. I wonder when she became the person she is now. Was it sudden, or gradual? When did lose my sister?

“Look, Lainey,” Mitchell started, “we just want to talk to you. Can we come in?”

A horrible feeling was bubbling up inside of me, anger, hate, distrust. It was directed at all of them, for acting so casual about this. They haven’t asked me once how I’m feeling, or apologised. I could feel it burning in my stomach, making its way to my heart, threatening to pour out of my mouth. I didn’t let it. I wouldn’t let them get to me, not now.

“No, I’m busy at the moment. So if you could please just say what you came here to say.”  My teeth were grit together and my hand curled around the doorframe. It took a lot of will power not to start shouting at them. Not to start crying and ask them why they left me behind. Why they seem to find it so easy to hate me.

Noah finally stepped up beside them and spoke, “We want to know why you didn’t come with us?”

I’m about to laugh at what he said when I realise that he’s being serious. “You’re joking, right? Why didn’t I come with you? Maybe because I had no choice, how I am meant to know. I don’t remember a thing that’s happened to me.”