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141

The hail kept powdering down the street, as we heard the bouts of laughter from downstairs, yet the silence between us was unforeseeable."You read?", he asked tapping the books that lined my bedside table, towering high. A certain stack of books, were in this stack one that he couldn't see, that I didn't want him to see. He flips through the books as I race over, hoping he would get the memo and stop, but he passed by the books noticing them all, his face turned sour."These are my father's books", he staid squeamish at that fact, and I didn't know how to say the rest. His father was any interesting person, and his books were a work of art. His words flowed so intricately and passion-filled. That I couldn't help but admire, and read the rest of the books."I saw them, at the cabin", I stumbled on the words as he looked through them, at my simple annotations. A book that good, and that I had so many thoughts about needed to be written down, so the margins were filled

142

The screams shattered throughout the shed, I was lost, lost in those woods as Natalie told me to run and I held onto that number in my hands, sweating so much that the ink leaked onto my own hand. I was screaming for my mom, the fragment memory of her, I just wanted to be saved, from the woods and lifted up by her angel wings.I could feel my breath get more heavy, and my body felt like it was frozen, like I couldn't move as I let him take me again, I was crying and screaming.I felt hands grasping onto me, but I fought them angrily, screaming at the voice. I couldn't shake their grasp it was calloused and so firm."Melody", he called out, and I sprung out of bed, having never heard this voice before, never in such a worried tone. It was Dallas, his face was shamed in fear and pity almost, he looked afraid.His hands were on my back, rubbing them softly as he looked like the light had been knocked out of him, or more of me."I- I'm sorry," I said, try

143

The day he left was on repeat in my mind, it had only been a week ago but his words, his smile. Something was different about him that morning we had woken up, and to my surprise other people were worried about this too.One in particular, as he spoke clearly and concisely on the phone."I'm just saying don't let him turn you rotten inside", Zeke warned, and at this point I was tuning him out, I wanted answers as to why they hated each other.Was he really allowed to boss me around like this? I knew it was wrong to agree to his words, even though I knew they weren't true but I just wanted him to stop yelling in my ear."Okay", I said, toying with the blanket we had wrapped ourselves in that cold night with hail and rain. Zeke didn't know about that night, nobody did.I knew Lola had told Zeke her point of view into this situation and just like Lola did, Zeke lectured me about sleeping with the devil. He wasn't the devil, he was far from it, he was a person w

144

Natalie and Nolan both got into the car making room for me, but it seemed Natalie hadn't mentioned a word of the ordeal to Nolan, as our conversation went on like normal.On the drive, I had a lot of thinking to do. I don't know why I was so nervous asking Dallas to pick up his clothes. Did he now make me nervous? Is that what this is?I guess it had been awhile since I had had a normal conversation with a person my own age, maybe I was just afraid of the social interaction of it all. Maybe that's why I couldn't say a word to Lola. Maybe that's why I couldn't tell Zeke that he didn't have a part in my life anymore. The saddest part of this whole ordeal was Dallas, the boy I hated, I despised him but he was the only one I had had a real conversation with."Just smile and nod if anyone talks to you", Natalie said reminding me that the success of this magazine rode on this night. That's likely what she was going to do all night, just agree with what everyone said

145

Ever since the launch party, Natalie had barely left the house. She had become too frightened of just how close she had come to risking the babies that day at the launch party. During the part, Natalie had a scare that had everyone concerned for the newly pregnant women. I knew she hadn't eaten much that day or drank enough, she had this overwhelming stress that came over her that day. I knew she had been pushing her limits that day, it was as if she had lost those boundaries that she had set with herself to protect her and the babies.But during the party, she became squeamish and dizzy, I remembered she had rushed off the stage towards Nolan and tumbled in his arms. Nolan took her to the back carefully, we gave her water and some food and she was feeling better after that.But the aftermath of all of that scared her the most, I think she was still so embarrassed and surprised that she had let it get so bad. But ever since then she took her bed rest the doctor had ordered

146

Sunny rays and walks in the town was all Natalie could think about, as she sat on the couch going through the itinerary, yes that was how bored she was. She had time to plan the whole thing. Down to each detail, down to each second. I just knew nobody had this same level of commitment for anything, I sure didn't. "I even made some time where we could do anything you wanted to do", she cheered, going through each item and crossing it off. I knew she wanted to find anything to make me feel included in a sense, but I had to remind her again that I was already going to have a fantastic time without anyone else there with me. "I think I'll be okay", I told her, hoping she would take it off her schedule of things. I knew half of the time I would be out in the city, wandering through the culture that was embedded in the town. We were supposed to be in Aruba in ten hours, and during the time since she had planned this trip Natalie found every opportunity to invite

147

The plane rocked and shook, waking me up harshly. My head rested on something hard, as I felt someone's hands reach over me, trying to search for something, and as I looked at the 'thing' my head was resting on, I found it wasn't a thing at all, but a person. Dallas's eyes warned me, and finally he made eye contact with me, removing his hands from my body. His eyes were drawn away, and he towered over me again as he grabbed my seat belt, strapping me in safely. With no words he tightened the belt. And sat himself back down in the seat, I still couldn't process this all, I was still confused on how he was even here. "The seatbelt sign came on, we're landing soon", he spoke in a monotone voice, and his eyes distant as ever. He couldn't even look at me, let alone look into my eyes as he talked. The word distant couldn't even describe how he was. I wanted to ask him, if he was okay? If he was upset about something? But as he kept looking back in his seat, as I observed hi

148

Dallas was more distant than he could ever be, always racing off to check on his phone. Maybe his long-distance girlfriend had been keeping him busy over the phone. Now it sounded like I was bored. How could I be bored? I sat on my chair under an umbrella, looking out at the strong ocean, that was propelling the smell of salt through my hair. My hair had already taken up the smell, by just being here since lunch. "You should get in the water", Natalie shouted, as they played in the open waves, crashing just below their knees. They were splashing water on each other and being all lovey-dovey, I would be doing Cupid wrong if I went and interrupted them, besides they need as much time with themselves before they have children. I should at least give them that. I had opted out of the water knowing my book wouldn't appreciate it and besides the swimsuits, I had bought, per Natalie's request showed too much. The only way I would wear it is if it was pitch black, or I

149

We walked down the stairs in silence, I was too focused on not tripping over my dress, and Dallas was close behind me. God this place needed elevators. BADLY. We grabbed the many things, Alec wanted us too, and Dallas was just about to load them in the car and I had a better idea. "Let's walk, come on", I motioned for him as he took the bouquet of flowers I had him hold and he walked side by side without any complaints. "So the happy couple is in love?" He asked, almost asking just to spite me. He emphasized the word love as if he didn't believe in it, like it was just something a person wanted, but could never get. "They are, they've been through so much together", I spoke about them like magic, Dallas probably thought it was meaningless. "Good for them", he huffed and puffed. "You don't believe in love?" I asked him, as we walked closer to the river nearing off the street. His demeanor changed as he dug his pockets in his hands just like when I

150

I sent it under the door, listening for him to pick up the paper against the door. The rustle and wrinkle of the paper sounded from his hands, and I heard his little chuckle echo softly through the room. It was good enough for me. I heard his steps go grab something and he came back, writing on the paper as I could hear the pen tracing over the words deeply into the paper. He sent it under the door, as I grabbed it before it could make its way any further. The paper was just how I had drawn it, except a box had been checked off. And some words that had made me chuckle were left on it. It read' I'm fucking fine, Bambi' I wrote on the bottom of the paper, writing out my question to him. What broke? I sent it under the door, and I heard him pick it up against the wood floors. He tore his own paper, and wrote out his own answer, I had hoped. He sent it under the door, keeping the other note with him. Probably he had trashed it. My phone

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