Mel's P.O.V.
Well....this is a story all about how my life...JK. no but my life is complicated. waking up nightmare after nightmare. they just don't seem to go away.
This time wasn't any different. The same thing happend.
*DREAM*
I run into the house. Life always seemed to suck after my mother got remarried. She married an Ex Marine. No matter what I did. I got beaten. weather I finished all the chores or not. weather i watched TV after school. I always got hurt. After running up to my room and crawling into the fedal position, he finally caught up to me and yanked me off my bed and and threw me on the ground. " You Fucking Cunt. You Piece of Shit! You think you can run from your problems!?! Think again!" and he throws me down the stairs. When I reach the bottom my mother is there just crying not helping me just staring at my meek body lying before her. All of a sudden I scream out in pain. I realize that not only does my mother not care, I am stabbed. with a knife." You will listen to me do you under stand?" he screams at my face. One last kick and I am throw in the basement. I start to scream til.....
*END OF DREAM*
Until I finally wake up. some people say nightmares are just you re-living a past event. Well, they are correct and I have the scars to prove it.
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Today is just another day. I wake up screaming like alway then i start my morning routine. I get up and check my calendar like always. Today is Friday October 13th. Some people will say it's an unlucky day but for me luck is always by my side on the 13th. I don't beleive scary or ironic superstitions. i beleive what i want, and when i want.
i have a crazy life. 3 different jobs. 3 very different people. 1 very confusing life.
I am Me. Who am i today? Well i keep track of my various lives. First the real me, i am Mel. I aspire to become an artist. Perferably music. I have shoulder length dark brunet hair. my eyes are a burnt Hazel with flecks of gold. I am not of average hieght, I am 5'5''. my build is alittle chubby but I try to keep my self fit. I have a very unique sense of fashion. but none the less I am confident and caring. couragous and daring and a very understanding person. now livging 3 lives is another story.
Thursday Friday and Saturday nights I am Melody Jones. She is a Risque Dancer at a night club called Kryptonite. She unlike me is blonde. She talks with a southern drawl so people don't get us confused. and don't find out my secret.
Monday and Wednesday night I am MJ. She is a bartender. she works at McCleery's an Irish pub. Of course she has a different accent than regular old me. She speaks in a half Irish and half Scottish accent. she is the more tomboy side of me. where as Melody is more of the sultry and sexy and flirtatious part of me. and well Mel is just Mel. the inspiring side of me.
Mel is more me. You my ask why I have these personalities and don't worry it's not a disorder. i have these lives to escape from my past. I don't know if he will find me again. i don't know if my ex's will. i needed an escape and pretty much recreating myself was the only way. the only way to ecape.
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Well since today is Friday, I have to get ready for tonight which means my daily work out. It all starts of with me Mel. I don't change into my other personalities if i don't have to. I start the work out by jogging to the gym which is 2 miles from where I live. I start at a soft jog, then a speed walk, then a run, then go straight into a sprint. I love running. It clears my mind.
When i finally make it to the gym, i start my daily stretching and start my yoga. then i work my way into pilates. I was just finishing my cardio and about to head into the weight room when I heard screaming.
All of a sudden 5 guy's or should i say sexy lads, run into the gym and head straight to the weight room. i reconize them very well. It was none other than One Direction. they are all so fit. Damn!
They were all discussing some thing when one of them spotted me. Shit!
I quickly ran towards the weight room. I can't beleive he looked at me........I thought.
WHAM! I instantly run into some one. Great. please not be one of them. please not be one of them....I look up and see deep brown eyes and jet black hair in a perfect quiff.
Zayn: "Are you okay?"
Me: "Yep I'm good." i could help but stare into his gorgous features.
Zayn: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Yeah. never better" Then he flashes a perfect smile that made me blush.
Liam: "Hey Zayn we're only here for two more hours lets go!" Aw Liam being all Daddy Direction. He is such a sweet heart. Now theres a man I wouldn't mind dating. Zayn then guestures for me to go infront of him. Aw such a gentleman.
Zayn: "Ladies first."
Me: " thank you Zayn!" he stops and stares his smile turns into confusion." what you think I don't know who you are?"
I swiftly walk in front of him and see all the guys staring at me.
Louis: "I Like her! She got sass!"
I go stright over to the hand weights for my easy muscle strength. i start with an easy rep with the 15 pound bar in each hand and do a max of forty reps. during this time i start watching all the guys do their each indevidual workouts. Harry is doing pushups. Louis is doing arm curls. Zayn is doing squat thrusts. Niall is doing crunches and bicycles. and then I spot Liam doing pull ups. One word.....DAMN! I can clearly see his muscles tensing and sweat running down his toned chest and abs. I feel like i am in Heaven. I kinda get this creepy feeling like I am being watched.
I look over and see Zayn and Niall watching me. Staring at me.
Me: "Must you stare?"
Niall: " uh...um...I-I J-Ju...um"-
Zayn: " What he means to say is...um..."
Me: " Never mind. Could any of you guys spot me while I bench?"
Liam: "Sure!" Is it me or was he overly excited to spot me? Hmm...
Me: " Thanks Liam!"
Liam: " Well since you know are names what's yours?"
Me: "Mel." I stated simply.
We walk over to the bench and I started with an easy rep of just the handle bars. I heard snickers and I think giggles from Harry and Louis. I then added more weight going to 60 then 80 then 90 then 100 then 120 then all the way up to 130 lb's with an additional 20 reps adding to the 10 I was doing each time the weight changed.
Liam: "How...?"
Niall: " Holy!"
Louis: " Damn!"
Zayn: " Nice."
Harry: " Woah!"
Me: " Thanks!....well boys my work here is done. Toodles." I quickly grab my ipod, put in my head phones and walk briskly to the door. Before I leave I turn to them and gave Liam a wink. Leaving them there standing in shock and awe.
Best. Workout. Ever. All I could still picture were Liam's rippling muscles.
