Little miss McQueen

Coming home

It was freezing cold in Chester, goosebumps all over me. All I had was a thin blanket. I was scared to sleep. I was used to sleeping rough. I did for 4 years when I was 13. I am now 17. The fact that I knew my mum was a serial killer freaked me out because what if her ghost came after me to make me pay?
It was 4am and I had my phone and portable charger. I hesitated to contact Goldie. What if she never wanted me to come back because I knew mums secret. Sylver probably hates me and quite frankly I couldn't blame him, what kind of person want to keep that from their siblings. I had in my head the confession that was replaying over and over,  the words coming from her mouth were "I killed him. I killed Harry, and I- i was the reason Tony was in the pig farm in that state"
10 minutes after my many attempts to sleep I decided to take a long walk around Chester. Luckily no one would be around so it gave me plenty of thinking time to figure what I could do the next day. If anyone caught me my first instinct would be to run. It was now 5:30 I had been walking all around Chester and my arms were freezing, in about half hour and the coffee shop would be open, I only have a little bit of change on me but it should be enough.
Them same words still repeating I'm my head, her knowing I grassed her up was what made me think about her coming back.
Everywhere i went all i could think about was poor Harry and tony. They got involved with McQueens and they had to suffer. I caused all of this, I let it happen, like the pathetic loser I am. There was one thing I never liked about Hollyoaks, the bitchiness and drama. Don't get me wrong, I love everyone here but they are so petty with so many things.
I suddenly felt dizzy. Light-headed. And I could barely feel anything. Everything was blurry.
I thought I was going to pass out because I was that cold and fragile. I felt so weak
"Melissa?" I recognised that voice, it was Liam, Liam fricking donavan. Why is that a bad thing you ask? Well me and Liam, we have history, we had an affair a few months back, but if I'm going to be honest. I'm stupid crazy about him, he's so intoxicating. After seconds of panic he touched my shoulder

"Huh? Sorry. Oh- Liam. I-" I froze in panic again, what could I of possibly said to the man who takes my breath away when he is right in front of me

"Shh, you don't have to say anything. What Breda did was pretty terrifying, having her for a mother, I feel so bad for you. Where have you stayed this last week?" He moved his hands up to my neck and held me close in a comforting intense way.

"Terrifying? Liam she- she wacked silver with a mallet, she held tony hostage in a pig farm, she killed Harry, let alone all the others. And I-" tears ran down my face "I covered for her!" I burst into tears in Liam's arms. His touch made me feel calm, safe and comfortable.

"Hey it's okay, if you didn't cover you would've been next, but you didn't answer my question, where have you been staying?"

I tried waking away, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back into his grip, his eyes met mine and I just stared with my eyes watering with tears. Knowing that he genuinely cared made me feel so unbelievably lucky. But it was wrong, I knew it was. "Mel, where have you been staying" he then sighed "you haven't had anywhere to stay have you?"
I looked up, mascara running down my face, Liam rubbed the tears away with his thumb. "You're staying with me" he was demanding but also sensitive in his words.

But living with my former fling, holy shit was I going to do. Oh no, this isn't good. If Goldie or Sylver or even Mercedes asked me where I was saying I couldn't just blurt out that I was staying with Liam flipping donavan. He did not get in with Sylver or Goldie whatsoever.

"Liam I ca-"
"Not listening! You are staying with me and that's final"
He dragged me to his place and gave me towels so I could shower considering I hand showered in a week. I couldn't stop thinking about our relationship that we had. I was deep in love but at first I thought it was just a few feelings. Our past was confusing but in the end. It was worth everything. The tears, the laughs and even the arguments.