20

Very early than usual Melissa lay awake on her bed, she had been finding it difficult to sleep since she lost Molly. Of no doubt she had expected Molly to call her, to tell her she was sorry and ask if they could still be friends.




   She turned slowly to notice her alarm still beeping at 5:45 am, she was waiting for it to reach seven so she could climb off her bed and get prepared for her lessons.




   Her encounter with Ryan replayed itself in her head, it kept reminding her of the fact Ryan offered to help by giving her a card to contact her anytime she wanted.




  But she doesn't want anything as such! She doesn't want to be so pathetic as to ask Ryan for money or help even if she would offer it back. She hasn't fixed or replaced the phone even when Ryan had not said anything about it yet.




   Karen was not yet back and she was so grateful for that, if not! She was sure she must have run mad. The house looked too scattered and smelt like someone just had marathon sex. Obviously, she doesn't need to think twice about who the person might be.




   Like her father would yell at her saying she had pride, she prefer to look for a job so she could assist herself in school, home, and other things she need to buy.




   Turning to the clock for the fifth time, she concluded the clock decided to be slow that day. She got up, grabbed her phone, and walked into the bathroom.




   She waited for the water to become warm before she stepped in, a satisfactory moan escaped her lips as she settled in the warm tub. Scrolling on her contact list she noticed her father's number again, without hesitation she dialed it.




   "Hi, this is Nickolas. What do you want?".




  She groaned in raw frustration as she set the phone aside, she stretched out her legs and she let herself soak more in the water.

  Well, relaxing was the only thing that could help her at the moment since she was beginning to feel tired.




   If not that she had was having a dance practice that day, and she would gladly skip class even if it would be for just that day, it won't hurt.




    Her phone buzzed, she searched for her phone with her eyes still closed.




   'you missed twenty-seven of our calls, please let's talk to you, we need to be sure you are okay

                                                  Sam & Leah.




   Melissa shrugged and returned the phone, she just wants to be alone after all, that was how she had always been in her entire life before she meet them.

   In another thought, it would be so bad if had to ignore Sam and Leah, they did nothing bad.




   'thanks a lot, I really appreciate it.

  I will be at rehearsal today, I wish I had the chance I would have loved to come to say hi but I am so busy'

                                                    She replied.




  It didn't take up to the next few seconds before she got another message from Leah and Sam.




      'Can we call you? Maybe a video call?'




   Melissa visibly tensed, her blood went ice cold as she thought of Molly. If they said 'we' that might mean with Molly, or without Molly. She thought about how the three girls would be together instead of being in their separate apartments.




  Despite the fact that she wants to doesn't want to see Molly, but deep down, she still wishes she could see her again. she replied 'ok' and rushed out of the tub, water dripping from her body.

   She quickly covered herself with her towel, patiently waiting for the call.




   "My goodness melissa please do not push us away next time," Leah said softly.




   She sighed, at least she was relieved and yet felt sad. She had hoped Molly would have tried to show even if it would be her that would try to leave the call. Instead, it was just Leah and Sam.

   "Hi guys" she cuss mentally, hopefully, she doesn't sound as boring as she spoke.

  "How are you feeling?". Leah forced herself to say after a long period of silence and face starring.

   "I was never sick". Melissa replied bluntly.

   Sam and Leah ignored, if they were together, they would have for sure exchanged glances, which they did anyway, their eyes.

  "Can we come to pick you up?" Leah suggested.


  "No thanks" melissa said "I am good. But I bet I would be off early, will call you when I close".


   The discussion continued for the next one hour, talking about different things but never spoke about Molly, maybe not particularly. They talked about how they should try to have fun that evening, how they should be close, how they should be there for each other, and how they should forgive.


   They ended the call at about 7:25 am and Molly never showed up, no matter how melissa prayed in her heart, how she hoped, how she wished. Nothing happened!


  It was certain Molly had no regard for her, non Molly had loved her from the start. She just wished she had never fallen in love, at least not with the wrong person.


    Checking out her dancing uniform and outfit for the day, she tried her possible best to forget about Molly.

   The only way to do that would be to hate her, which she already did, she even wished she could kill her.


   On getting down to her apartment she meets Ryan in the driveway. She waved, shrugged, and walked away, acting like she really doesn't need to talk to Ryan about something.


   "Don't you care for a ride?". Ryan drove close.


   With one of her sweetest smiles, Melissa hopped in the car, relief swept through her vein.


   "Why are you helping me?". Was the first thing she could only think of.


   "Because I think that is the right thing to do".


   Although Ryan was angry, she just want to hit melissa's head with a bat and hide her body in a waste bin, but she was so scared of going to Jail.


   The ride to Loyal college was quiet and slow, not like when she would ride to school with her squad. They would talk, quarrel, scream, laugh, and sing all the way.


    "Call me when you close". Ryan smiled.


   "I'm grateful but, I rather not bother you, Ryan".


   Melissa stood still as she watch Ryan drive away angrily. She wishes she could appreciate Ryan's effort and maybe be good friends with her.


   Just like any other day, the dance practice started at the appropriate time. Her dance partner was a very handsome guy named Logan.


    All through the dance, she was absent-minded, just thinking about random things, missing the steps, forgetting herself and of course stepping on Logan.


   "This is Ballet melissa, not hip Pop for crying out loud". Mr. Dimitri yelled After she had been stopped for so many mistakes.


   With her head low, she was about to leave the room until she set her brown eyes on Williams. He had a pleasant look on his face which made her want to snatch his eyes off his face.


    "Please let me go another round sir". She straightens up.


   Mr. Dimitri looked at her surprised for a while, then a weak smile grew on his face.

   "I love to see you try" his smile changed into a frown "If you fail?".


    "I won't fail sir".


    She let herself relax, she tried to imagine she was drowning and if she doesn't dance she would die. That had been the best thing she had been using to make herself do something until would learn how to make things right in her perfect way.


   On her toes she walked to Logan, her eyes closed as he took her slender waist. She let her weight slip, following the lyrics of the music like she was boneless.

   Her body moved with ease, so perfect that her dance partner couldn't believe it.


   When they were close, close enough to rub body, she let herself crash with him. Her lips parted slightly as Logan traced his fingers on her soft skin from her ankle up to her thighs. Each touch made her want to crush her body more on him.


   She was only trying to make Williams jealous, to make him feel she doesn't feel for him like she need him or like she wanted him so badly.


   "Fuck!".


   "What's the wrong melissa?" Logan asked.


   While still dancing. He fixed his palms firmly in melissa's waist as he threw her over his head, catching her swiftly too.


   "You are so good" she tried to catch her breath.


   From the corner of her eyes, she watches Williams's expression change. Another fulfilled smile spread across her face as she let Logan's finger caress her body.


  Her smirk seized as Williams walked away angrily.


   "That was epic melissa," Mr. Dimitri said, "look like you will have to be yelled at before your brain sends you the signal to cooperate".


   Muttering a quick thanks, she rushed out of the room. Indeed, she wasn't just running away, she was looking for Williams.


   Very close to the Changing room, she felt something close, like someone watching her or walking behind her.


   Before she could turn back, she felt someone grab her waist and slam her hard against the wall.


   "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" He smashed his lips angrily against hers "You fucking think you can crush yourself in him like that?".


  Before melissa could speak, Williams's palm gripped tightly on her neck. His lips smashed on hers again, kissing her hungrily like he could eat all of her.


   "Melissa?".

  Both melissa and Williams turned to see Molly staring at them in anger, rage, pain, hate, and disappointment.