Melody's Point Of View
"Melody, what's happening?" Jesse asked when we walked into Tyler's house.
"We are just leaving home for a little while, think of it as a vacation." I say, bending down, staring into his eyes.
He nods and I smile.
"Hey, you wanna watch some t.v?" I ask.
"Yeah." He says, sitting on the couch.
I turn the T.V on,searching for something for Jesse to watch. Finally I settle with Spongebob.
"Jesse, guess what." I say.
"What?" He asks, his eyes glued to the t.v.
"You're gonna be a uncle." I say.
He turns towards me and looks confused.
"I'm having a baby." I say, smiling at him.
"Cool!" He says, excitedly.
"Mello?" Tyler says, standing behind me.
I turn around and stare at him. I can tell he wants answers, he looks scared and angry. His face had blood on it, his shirt too. I grab his hand and we walk upstairs, into his room.
"Sit down." I say, walking out of his room.
I get a small towel and wet it with hot water. When I walk back in the room Tyler is sitting on the bed with his stained shirt on the floor. I kneel in front of him and begin to clean his face.
"What did he mean when he said that, about hitting you. Did he hit you before?" Tyler asks.
I stare at the ground before slowly nodding.
"My dad too." I mumble.
"What?" He asked.
"My dad and Cam hit me." I whisper, ashamed of what I let them do.
"Have they ever touched you inappropriately or made you feel uncomfortable?" Tyler asked.
I stared at the ground and nodded. Tyler grew tense and his face started to burn red. He balled up his fist and I gently touched it, causing him to loosen up.
"I swear to god I'm going to kill them." Tyler said.
"No." I whispered.
"I am going to fucking kill them!" He shouted, his eyes watering and his body stiff.
"Tyler, no, it's okay." I said.
"Melody, it's not okay. What they did to you isn't right. Why didn't you tell me?" Tyler said, he was so mad he started to shake.
"I was scared. I didn't know how you would react. I was terrified that you would thinks it cool and join in." I said.
"Mel, I'm not like that. What they did is sick. It's disgusting and cruel. I love you and I would never hurt you in anyway." He said.
I smiled and kissed him.
"I love you." I whispered.
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Later that night my phone rang. I sat up in the bed and turned towards Tyler. He was sleeping soundly on his side, Jesse in between us. I grabbed my phone and answered it, climbing out of the bed and walking downstairs, careful not to disturb anyone.
"Hello?" I said, walking into the kitchen and turning on the light.
"Melody." My dad said, his voice angry and mean.
"What do you want?" I asked, trying to sound strong.
"First, you had your little boyfriend beat up my son. Then, you took Jesse and left. I bet your at that boys house right now, aren't you?" The way he said "my son" made it seem like me and Jesse weren't his too.
"No, we are not at his house." I lied.
"Oh really? You wouldn't happen to be standing in his kitchen then, would you?" He said.
I looked around me, I couldn't see him. Where was he?
"You've gone quiet for a while." He said.
"Where are you?" I whispered.
"Right here, baby." He said, his voice so close I'd swear he was in the same room.
But when I turned around he wasn't there.
That's when I woke up. I looked around. I was still in Tyler's bed with Tyler and Jesse. My phone rang and I stared at the caller ID. It read "The Devil", which just happened to be my dad. I ignored it, but then it rang again and It kept ringing. I picked it up and threw it across the room, falling into pieces as it smashed against the wall. Tyler woke up and he stared up at me.
"Mello? What was that? Are you ok?" He asked.
I shook my head.
"Tyler. We can't stay here. It's not safe." I said.
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Tell Me That You Love Me
Teen FictionLove. Such a small word with such a big meaning. To bad Melody never truly knew what it meant. For nearly half her life this fourteen year old girl has been facing both physical and sexual abuse, dealt out to her by her older brother and father like...