my life with you {cheryl tweedy}

February 15th, 2018

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A normal, sunny, beautiful, Thursday morning is what Melanie was wishing for.  Instead, it's an awkward, silent, and dreadful morning.  It's raining out as Cheryl and Melanie are sat at the dining room table in silence, the only sound being their cutlery scraping against their plates.

But what happened?  It went a little like this...

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Tuesday, February 14th - 11 PM

Melanie snuck into the house, careful not to get her mother's attention.  The teen knows that she's not late, but does know that the hickeys and smell of sex are evident.

"That must be Mel..." Melanie heard her mother's voice coming from the front room and dashed up the stairs.

"Fucking hell," Melanie said under her breath as she got to her room and locked the door behind her.

"Mel...?" Cheryl knocked on the teen's bedroom door, making sure that it was her.

"Go enjoy your date!" Melanie shouted and Cheryl smiled, rushing back downstairs and leaving the teen with a sense of relief.

Melanie went to her bathroom, pulling down her oversized hoodie and running her finger across the hickeys on her neck. She frowned as she grabbed her foundation and started to spread it across her neck.

"Oh, god!" The teen groaned as she dropped the foundation and the glass smashed on the marble floor.

"No, no, no! Why me?!" Melanie said to no one in particular. She cleaned up the glass and foundation, getting a cut on the palm of her hand.

Melanie wrapped a towel around her hand and ran downstairs. She frantically washed her hand with cold water in the sink, watching her blood flow down the sink. After that, she put paper towels around her hand and went to look for a larger plaster.

"Mel, what - what the hell?!" Cheryl walked into the kitchen and saw Mel's bloody hand.

"What happened?!" Cheryl gasped as she rushed to her daughter's side and took her hand.

"I cut me hand!" Melanie started to panic now as she saw Cheryl's worried looks. The blood wouldn't stop and Melanie didn't know what to do.

"Okay, calm down, honey," Cheryl instructed and went to the sink, stopping her daughter from dropping blood everywhere.  She grabbed a plaster and placed it on the counter.

"I'm gonna take this off, okay?" Cheryl said and Melanie nodded.  Cheryl unravelled the paper towels and lightly rinsed the blood.  She put the plaster over the cut and made sure that it was sticking to her skin.

"How did this happen?" Cheryl asked and looked up at her daughter's scared eyes.

"I was..." Melanie began to explain her story, but Cheryl was distracted.  As she looked at Melanie's face, she caught sight of her neck.  The left side of her neck is covered in hickeys and love bites, confusing Cheryl.  Melanie went out with the girls, why does she have hickeys?

"Mel," Cheryl stopped her daughter from talking "what's on your neck?" She asked and closed her eyes, dreading to hear the answer.