Magiclicas Nonsense

Remember Me [Chalissa]

The song is from the Magiclicas stream playlist and I think it really fits Chase/Melissa/Michael <3 When it mentions an undefined song later, this is the one I'm referring to.

MEL WHY YOU GOTTA BE A HEARTBREAKER GIRL

*ahem* excuse me. 

Anyway, once again another thing taken from the end of season 1 episode 23. This one is more like a few years into the future? Maybe only a few months. Something like that.

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Melissa thought she was possessed by a demone scuro.

Everyone told her she was not. Kai had confirmed this multiple times, being the expert on what having a demone scuro in your body feels like. But Melissa still remembered her very first class as a Magiclica where the demone scuro tried to torment her mind, and this feels almost worse than the school officer's creepy "you stop right there young lady!" that had blasted in her head the first time.

The sound manipulation Miscela hadn't slept properly in forever. Every night there was flashes of that night when her life truly fell apart at the seams. The explosion, the fear, the attempts to be brave, the revelations that were made. 

But what truly woke her from her rest each night was his voice. The broken, weak singing that haunted her dreams and woke her sobbing and in a cold sweat. The pained smile and resolution in his eyes that told her that he truly thought he had done one last good thing in his life. Those last moments with him in her arms before he quite literally disappeared off the face of the earth forever.

No one knew of Melissa's constant agony. She had obviously mourned along with the rest of her friends and the school at his death. But when the others slowly started to recover and move on, she had pretended to be alright as well and found just how easy it was to wear a fake smile when that was what people wanted to see. But she never truly recovered. He was always on her mind, in guilt or in happiness or in a simple, neutral memory. She would rather have died than him, but even her constant pleading to Connor once he woke up wouldn't change the past.

The school had put up a memorial statue in the main hall, but Melissa felt it never did him justice. It didn't capture his smile, only a determined, grim face as he ran into his doom over and over again in Mel's mind. 

Melissa shook her head, her teal hair flying around her face. Get your head in the game, Mel. Don't think about the past. Just look to the future for once. She had no idea how this was going to go but this date with Michael might be what she needed after all this time.

Yes, Michael, as in her first date from her first year at Everston and from the Eversingers. They had both tried to move on from each other, but after he was dumped several times and Melissa's boyfriend died they decided to give each other a chance to heal. 

Melissa stood waiting outside the Everston parking lot. She had already been there ten minutes and there was no sign of her date, despite that it was him who asked her out and decided the time and place to meet. She was already regretting agreeing to this, but it was too late now to back out.

A sole car pulled up with its headlights on as the sky turned to twilight. 

"Hey, Mel! Sorry I'm late, traffic was slow," Michael said once he rolled down his window.

Melissa shrugged. "It happens. Where are we heading?" She had dressed adequately for a first date; nothing crazy fancy (at least she hoped. She hadn't been on a date in years, if truly ever.)