| Melanie-Rose's p.o.v |
I wake up feeling worse than usual. My eyes burning from the light that peaks through the drawn curtains and my head pounding hard, from the sound of Amara singing in the fücking shower at 8am.
I am grateful for her but I can't wait to find my own place and job. She shuts the shower off and the music's turned up louder and louder until I shove a pillow over my face in attempt to muffle the music or suffocate- either one will do.
"Hey birthday girl!" She comes bursting into my room, hopping onto the bed and depriving the pillow from my face. "Wow, you look like shit."
"Geez thanks babe."
"We're so going out tonight." She squeals and usually I'd be up for it; I love going out and getting drunk especially with the consequences that are to come- not the hangovers! But somethings changed in me, not like I've matured just because I'm another year older but I feel different now. I'm not the same person but I'll be damned if I let that stop me from enjoying my birthday.
"Where to?" I ask sitting up and the shock on her face is clear; she thought I'd fight her on this because normally I do.
Her grin widens as she thurrows her eyebrows so they meet in the middle "A club." She announces excitedly but not giving away anymore details. "I'll be back at seven to help you get ready." She runs almost through the door turning back to blow me a kiss while carrying on her new mission. What have I gotten myself in to?
The day drags on and every second feels like minutes. Every minute feels like hours. I sit around binging and watching every Nicholas Sparks movie you could think of. Eventually, evening falls and I feel myself getting anxious for what's to come- I hate surprises.
Deciding on taking a shower to calm my nerves I strip down, turning the dial to its fullest so it's now scorching hot: Amara hates when I do this. Finding comfort in the boiling water as it runs down my entire body releasing any tension and clearing my chaotic mind. I should probably take shorter showers but by the time the water hits me I've been captured in several different ways. A showers good for many things... number 1, the most obvious, it makes you clean and smell nice, number 2 it relaxes you and finally number 3 it muffles your sobs at 3am after you've struggled in bed for hours.
That's the problem with over thinking, it never knows when to fucking stop and before you know it the suns rising once more and you go another sleepless night.
"Melanie-Rose Vaneti get your ass out of the shower, we're on a schedule." Amara bursts into the bathroom not caring that I'm stark naked and locking eyes with me as she glares intimidatingly. Honestly, this girls scarier than Elijah sometimes.
No, don't go there Melanie, you were doing so well and now you've brought him up again.
Reaching out of the shower, I grab a white cotton towel and secure it around my body using another to dab at my wet hair that's probably a mess. My curls turning up at the ends. She stays in the bathroom watching me with a sad smile like she knows exactly what I was thinking or who I was thinking about.
"I have a surprise for you before we begin getting ready." And as if right on cue Selena walks into our bathroom looking slightly nervous.
"He's not here is he?" My question is probably stupid but the thought of him sitting on our sofa in his dark suit, hair gelled back fully how it always is, tattoos peaking out from his collar and his alluring green eyes scrutinising me in a way that makes me forget my own name. I miss him like crazy but he hurt me in a way I never thought possible. He lead me on for so long, believing I could trust him when he sold me out to the one person-
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Romance"Do you love her?" He seethes, looking for any answer. The question didn't matter to him but it sure as hell mattered to us. One simple question. One question that will make or break us. I search his eyes and I can see the conflict. He's battling...
