Song for the chapter:
Birdy - Heart Of Gold
That night was spent with her over the toilet and him by her side. They have not exchanged any conversation in regards of the events that led up to her throwing up. They've now been looking at the Telly for an hour in complete silence. "I'm ready." Her voice is tight. "Huh?" He looks at her confused. "To let you know me. I'm ready to tell you."
Harry's P.O.V
My heart is racing, my palm is sweaty, and my leg is bouncing anxiously. This is it. She's finally going to tell me. The questions I've had since I saw her being brought out on the stretcher are finally going to be answered.
Melody is focused on the floor. Her whole body is shaking as she takes several long breaths. I place my hand over hers giving her a reassuring squeeze. "I- he-," she lets her eyelids close. She takes one final breath. "My grandma remarried when I was 10," she paused. "He, he use to t-touch me. I didn't, I didn't know-I didn't understand. Until I was 15 and h-he," a sob pushed past her lips and she collapsed in my arms. As her heart spirals into a deep abyss shattering the warmth inside mine does the same.
"It's a nightmare Harry that never ends, chasing, screaming they're at every corner tearing me apart. They're waiting for me to break harry and I'm breaking. I'm fucking breaking!"
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Harry woke up from his nap with a letter on the pillow that melody was occupying.
"I screamed, I yelled, I fought, no one heard me. I killed him Harry I killed him. He tried to.. again and I couldn't let him. It was an accident. I ran He fell.. He fell! My grandma didn't believe me. She never believed me. I tried to tell her but she never listened. After the last incident she started beating me. I was the cause of two deaths possibly three, I deserved it. I tried running but it never went away.
My grandma was more intense then she usually was. She beat me until she saw red. She locked me in our basement and then the next thing I know is in the hospital. So here it is you finally know...I went out for air. I'll be back later."
Harry was instantly filled with panic. The last time she went to 'get air' she ended up in the hospital. He jumped up and slipped on his shoes. When he entered the living room the front door clicked open and she walked in. Relief rushed over him. "Hi," she said shyly. "Hi," he replied.
His piercing eyes taking her breath away as they always did. Her chocolate eyes leaving him breathless as they always did.
"Thank you for sh-," she interrupted him. "Please let's not talk about it."
"Yeah, yeah that's fine." He assured her. "How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Better," she forced a smile. There were finally no secrets between them but it feels like they're back where they started. The unspoken words suffocating them both.
Melody's P.O.V
"Let's go out for a walk?" Harry asks.
"Yeah, sure," I reply with a smile. Telling Harry almost everything didn't take the weight off my shoulders like I imagined it would. It felt good to have everything into the open but it didn't help me deal, or feel any less pain.
Everyday they're getting stronger. Everyday I'm more terrified that it'll be the day they send me crumbling into my grave.
"Come on let's go," harry opens the door. I follow him out. He's wearing a black beanie his curls sticking out of the side with his black trench coat and jeans. "Soo.. Melody," he starts.
Many golden hues form the colour of the leaves that lay scattered all around.
A slight breeze whispers along the trees and teases more newly grown leaves into releasing their tentative hold.
"Sometimes I wonder who my real parents are sometimes I wonder why they didn't want me. Sometimes I wonder if they're even alive. Sometimes I question my self worth. I'm learning to let go of the toxic things, the things that hold me back from growing. Worrying about why my parents didn't want me, or what's wrong with me Only fucked me up. Holding on did nothing but hurt me.
I wasn't going to trade in my sanity for answers. There's No need to carry past fears or hurt. No reason, to hang onto anymore of those hurt and aches. Today is here waiting for you to take hold Don't be afraid to jump. Letting go will set you free Melody. Don't be your past because you're not. Make a future for yourself. You're beautiful," he stops on the side walk and grabs my hands, looking me in the eyes "intelligent, independent, strong you can do anything melody. Just let it go."
"Harry it's not that easy," I whisper dropping his hands. "You think you know me, you think you understand my hurt. you don't! No one does! Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and so it pain! So don't tell me to 'just let go', I fucking can't Harry!"
My body is heated up with my adrenaline pumping through my veins. "I'm sorry I-I didn't mean it like that I-"
"Can we just go back," I spit Walking back In the direction we came from.
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She popped one and the warmth, the peace returned. A destructive force that provides power has resulted in her darkest hour. Her tears and pain, sorrow are tamed by the destructive force. Her days get brighter, the sun clears the sky. They satisfy her demons, keeps them occupy as she enjoys the silence in the meadow full of colors.
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Wow it's almost been a month I'm so so sorry. This chapter is horrible but it's 12:30 and I have to be up in like 4 hours. I promise, cross my heart that I'll update Friday!
BTW THERES MORE TO MELODY'S PAST. THATLL COME UP IN THE NECT FEW CHAPTERS.
Thank you urfavstyles for the edit ily ❤️❤️
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