Walls Up (One Last Time #1)

Forbidden Memories

Chapter Nineteen

Forbidden Memories

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Today is Sunday. That means tomorrow I'll have to face Conrad, Kyle and Alex. I keep my eyes closed. I don't want to leave my house, or my room, or my bed.

"Hun? Can I come in?" I throw a pillow over my face, faking sleep. I try to keep my body as still as I can. My mum walks in, I can feel her presence next to me. "I know your awake Mel. Get up, Talia's Family is coming."

Well that doesn't help. It just makes me want to stay in bed longer. Talia is my annoying cousin from my mums side of the family. She's the same age as me but older by a few months. But according to her it's a few years. She's a stuck up slut. Her parents spoil her way to much. And I envy her forest green eyes mixed with light sea blue and pitch black hair. There's always a cousin that every child hates but every adult loves, and in this case it's Talia. Being the only child and on the cheerleading team she's an angel. Her parents have seen her good side, also know as her fake side. I've seen her slutty stuck up bitchy side.

My mum shakes me snapping me out of my thoughts. "Mel! Get up! They'll be here any second. I thought you'd get up by now." I hear my mothers footsteps trail somewhere in my room. I hear my closet open. My mum clucks her tongue in disgust.

"God Melody, you seriously need to clean your closet. There's unfolded clothes everywhere!" My mums a major neat-freak. She'll go through everything to make sure everything is in order and tidy. I roll my eyes under my pillow. Something heavy lands on my legs, it must me cloths. "Put this on, come down quickly when your done. They'll be here any second."

My mum shakes my legs causing me to jump. "Now!" I hear the fait trail of her foot steps leave my room and my door slamming. I let out a sigh.

I lift the pillow of my face and coldness of the air embraces my skin. I throw my blanket of my body, causing more coldness to embrace the rest of my body. I sit up and examine the clothes my mum laid out: a flowery dress. A freaking flower dress! There's no way In hell I'm gonna wear that dress. Ugh.

I walk to my closet, picking out a - more teenage - dress. I pick a less flowery dress and a different hue too. I throw the dress back in my closet not bothered about the mess or untidiness, I get my messiness from my dad. I dig deep in the cluster of clothes till I find the dress I'm looking for. A non-floral dark midnight blue sleeveless dress that hanged low till my mid thighs, showing off my long legs- the only pretty thing about me. My mum constantly reminds me how pretty my eyes are. But I don't think plain blue eyes is anything to be happy about. They don't sparkle like Kyle's does.

Just thinking about him I imagine his light blue eyes. I remember our close proximity the night he came over. And we kissed for the first time. I look over at my bed imagining us when he told be to be his girlfriend. But that was all ruined yesterday. I touch my lips where Conrad lips touched mine. I still feel his strong grip on my waist. I still can't get rid of his touch and taste in my mouth. And I don't want to. Wait, what am I saying?

I shake the thoughts away. I change into the dress, walking to the bathroom. I toss my night clothes into the laundry basket. I walk over to my sink, I wash my face wiping of his kiss on my cheek and neck, I wash the stains of my tears that no one will discover were shed. I spread toothpaste onto the toothbrush. I look at myself in the mirror. I lift the brush to my lips. I don't want to get rid of his taste in my mouth.

So what? Are you gonna keep Conrad's kiss on you like a birthmark? No your not. Your gonna wipe it off, get rid of all evidence. Yesterday nothing happened, and if someone finds out it you tell them meant nothing. Because it's true. It meant nothing at all. He got his kiss. You got yours to. It was just a one time thing. It meant nothing Melody. You have no feelings for him. Yeah...no feelings for him at all, I tell myself.