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Melanie's point of view.
I panicked when I heard the door open, my heart raced in fear as Bryce frame was revealed, he looked down at me, I felt ashamed, I knew things were going to end badly when I saw him glaring at Nate, Nate on the other hand don't look like he's gonna back down.
I tried standing up but I failed, the amount of pain I'm feeling is unbearable, I let out a low cry, I panicked when I saw Bryce heading towards Nate's direction, I found myself in front of Nate, not knowing how I got the strength.
The fury in Bryce seemed to disappear when he saw that I was in front of Nate, I silently pleaded with my eyes, too weak to speak a word.
Bryce is just gonna get me in a lot of trouble.
"What are you doing here, why can't you stay away from my girlfriend?" I heard Nate yell, suddenly the fury appeared in Bryce's eyes, his jaw clenched, fist balled.
"You f*****g bastard." Bryce yelled, I felt my eyes closing, Bryce was about to lung at Nate before every thing went black.
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Bryce's point of view
My eyes widened why I saw the petite figure on the floor, her eyes closed, breathing slowly.
Shit!
I picked her up, trying to put all the weight on my right leg, her entire body on my arms.
"Let her go." I heard the i***t's voice.
I wanna kill him.
"She needs to get to the hospital." I still don't know why am explaining to him.
"she's gonna wake up, she always wake up." His voice was heard again. The thought of him hitting her all the time makes my blood boil, right now all I care about is her safety.
I headed towards the hear a voice.
"Let go of my daughter." My heart quickens, I turned to the pathetic woman.
She was in the house and she let him hit her daughter, they are f*****g psychos.
As I was about to express my feelings to the woman, Nate cuts in.
"What have I done?" I turned to see Nate's hand shaking, he animalistic look he once held was no where to be found, he looked lost as he stared at Melanie's unconscious body.
He looks like a kid who needs help.
"I'm taking her to the hospital and ain't nothing y'all gonna do about it." I was surprised to see Nate opening the door for me.
Shit!
My car is back at home.
"I'd drive." Nates voice was heard.
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Melanie's point of view
The lights shining directly on my face made me close my eyes tightly. Why the f**k is there so much light? Where's the darkness I so much desire?. The headache is not helping at all.
My eyes flutter open, my eyes scanning the ceiling.
Where am I?
My eyes glued to the ceiling to scared to look at my surrounding.
"Mel?" My quickens when I heard the voice call my name.
It's Bryce.
I turned to his direction that's when I realized how close he was to me.
"Should I call the doctors?" He asked worried, its been a long time since any one has been worried about me, I found my self smiling.
He looked at me in confusion. That's when it registered.
Wait what?
I'm in an hospital, mum's not gonna like the fact that I was brought to an hospital.
"No." Answering the pervious question, even though I'm in pains, I don't want anything to make me feel better, I love the pain and I deserve all the pain inflicted on me.
"Melanie?" I flinched when I heard the voice of my punisher. I felt a little bit relaxed when Bryce's intertwines his fingers with mine. This action did not get unnoticed by Nate, I spotted his fist turning white as he balled them.
"Can we talk?" Nate requested.
"Not happening." Bryce called out.
Nate took a deep breath, he is trying to control himself.
"Its okay." I told Bryce, he looked at me in disbelief before walking out.
Nate rushes to my side, holding my hand tightly, I didn't feel a thing, no warmth, nothing, I looked at him in disgust wanting him to be far away from me as possible.
"I'm sorry." Here we go again.
I tried to free my self from his grip.
"I'd be a better person, I'd go see a psychologist, I'd be better I promise." This as been a regular song he sings, I can even lip sync.
"I forgive you." It's not like I have a choice, I felt so disgusted he puts his lips on mine, with the corner of my eyes I spotted Bryce looking me with disappointment.
I on the other hand disgusted with myself, I hate my life, I hate myself.
I want to end my life.
Bryce's point of view
Why? Why does she take him back?
She is obviously unhappy with him, so why put up with his ass.
I let my self in, moving towards the stairs, just then I heard sobs. I moved towards the sitting room, only to see Mum in tears, Brooklyn arms around her.
Here we go again.
" Bryce, he left." My mum looked up at me, tears dripping. This tears do not affect me no more, what's affecting me is that she's making Brooklyn go through this s**t.
He never stays, why can't she accept it?.
"Brooklyn, go to bed, it's late." I didn't fail to see her breath of relief as she stands. I'm proud of her actually, it registered fast in her head that she had no Dad, unlike me. Deep down I know she wants him back, she wants her dad back.
"Goodnight." She announced before leaving.
"Why does he chose her over us? why is it that any time she wants him back, he comes running to her? What about us, we are is family." She cries.
"Stop this." My voice coming out louder than intended. She looks up at me in shock and confusion.
"Not in front of Brooklyn, not in front of me either" I continued. When I was young, I thought she was letting him come back after cheats with girls half his age, because of us.
But I realized she accepts him back because she would rather have him come home twice in a year than not seeing him at all, that's how much she loves him, she loves him more than she loves her self.
"I'm done." I walked away. Ignoring her calls.
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Melanie's point of view.
It's been a week now, I'd like to say every thing as gone back to normal but it has not. Loren as been scared to talk to me.
Thank goodness.
The rumor she spread around is that she as been the one trying in the relationship, that I hardly care about our so called friendship.
Honey, because there isn't any one.
Thankfully, Nate hasn't hit me all week, he is not in school today be cause he claims he has meeting with his therapist.
I don't believe him.
Bryce hasn't talked to me for a whole week, if it was any other person I'd be thankful but with. Bryce its different. I kinda enjoy his company.
Is he mad at me?
I guess there's only one way to find out.
The bell rings signalling end of lessons.
Finally school's over, a whole weekend of darkness.
How I like it. I picked up my books, leaving the boring ass class.
Where can I find Bryce.
Almost immediately it hits me.
The basketball court.
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