Melody:
I didn't go to the movies. I walked home, all the way home. It took 45 minutes. I spent the rest of the day moping. I got multiple calls from Jessie and Lucia asking if I was ok. I texted them saying I wasn't feeling well. After what felt like hours, I drifted off to sleep.
"Hi I am Melody" I said
"I'm Blake, Blake William Black"
"Cool, umm want to play"
"Sure" he answers
"I like you Blake William Black, you're nice"
He blushes
"Thanks Melody"
"We should have nicknames for each other"
"Can I call you DiDi"
"Ya, and I will call you Blakey"
"No, I don't like that name"
"Blakey, Blakey Blakey" I sing
Blake:
I didn't go to the movies. Chris and Tyler called a couple of times, I didn't answer. I hated myself. I was disgusted in myself. Like what the hell. I hurt the sweetest girl, I hurt my best friend, my crush. I completed crushed her. I didn't think about how that would effect her. I left her to suffer. I was so selfish.
Melody:
I wake up and drag my butt out of bed. I look at myself in the mirror.
Why can't I be perfect?
Why does my life suck?
Why am I living?
I can't be one of those stupid people who commit suicide. I have to be strong
Why would it matter if I died?
People would probably be happy
Why can't my life be normal?
Why am I not normal?
No I have to be strong
But there is nothing to live for, your dad left, your gang is falling apart, your mom can't stand to be in the same room as you, Blake Hates you
Maybe if i die, no one would care
I don't even deserve to live
Well if Im really committed to help others, I should just kill myself.
I have to be smart. I have to make sure no one notices
I will have to be careful
I grab a knife from the kitchen and slice into my own wrist. Blood gushes out of the fresh cut. It falls onto my white dresser. It hurts, but I know this is for the greater good. I choose that life really isn't that important. It will make people happy, it will make Blake happy.
Oh no, I felt like crying writing this chapter, don't judge I am VERY emotional
Anyway, hoped you liked it
Violet
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