The Love Story - Chapter Two

~Chapter Two~1

“Melanie!” 2

“Five more minutes…” 3

“No, get out of bed now!” My mum yelled and ripped my doona off me. I groaned. “Get Up! You have to baby-sit your sister!”4

“Fine. I’m up.” I sat up in bed, yawned and stretched. James, I thought and lay back down. I didn’t want to get up, to face him. Hang on…yesterday was Friday, that means Today is…Saturday! I was out of bed in a flash and strolling out to get some fruit loops for breakfast. 5

“Mel? Later will you play on the playstation with me?” My little playstation-addicted sister asked me.6

“No Kristy! I have got important stuff to do.” I told her, although I was planning just to lie on my ass all day…maybe there was a good movie on telly…7

“Laying around, moping about Jamie being a loser doesn’t count as important!” Kristy yelled in return. 8

“Oh my god, you little rat! You were listening on the phone?” I stood up, to tower over Kristy…pretty much the only person I can tower over, seeing as I’m kind of short. 9

“You really shouldn’t talk so loud…” She said, giggling.10

“I don’t, you’re a rat. And his name is James! Not Jamie!” I snapped and ran into my bedroom. No later had I slammed my bedroom door, and then the phone rang. I opened my door again, just as quick and ran to the phone.11

“Hello?” I said, completely out of breath.12

“Umm Hello? Is that you Mel?”13

“James.”14

“Uh yeah…hey! I wanted to know if you could come outside your house…”15

“Umm why?”16

“Coz there’s something for you outside.”17

“Don’t tell me you’re trying that thing again, where you hide outside, I come out and you jump out and surprise me? Remember, that didn’t work, you fell over and broke your ankle.”18

“No…I’m not there…Just go outside and look underneath your trailer.”19

“James, I...” He hung up. Okay…should I go and get dressed in case he actually is outside? No, I couldn’t wait. So I hung up the phone, ran down the stairs, threw open the door and then ran towards our trailer. I bent down and peered underneath; there bedded in gravel, was a small silver box with a red bow. I reached for it, and pulled it out. Then I ran into the house, up the stairs, into my room and collapsed on my bed. 20

I took hold of the red ribbon, slowly sliding it off and pulling off the lid of the box...21

“Oh. My. God.” I whispered. There, in the box, was the most beautiful necklace I had ever seen. It was silver, with a beautiful heart pendant on it, with a deep bluish green turquoise stone. I was in shock. Holy crap.22

I slowly walked to my desk, opened a small drawer and placed the box, with the necklace still in it, into the same place all James’ old presents were. We dated for 2 years, and in that time, I had a small collection of birthday, Valentines Day, Christmas, and ‘Just because I love you’ presents. And piled up behind these presents, was a stack of letters, all addressed to ‘My Dearest Mel’ or ‘My Sexy Girl’. I took the first letter off the pile. It read:23

To the most beautiful girl in the world,24

I am in English right now and I was thinking about you (Like when am I ever not?) and decided to write you something. I had so much fun last weekend with you, even rollerblading, which you figured out I can’t do at all! Crap, I have to go now, sorry this is so short, I’ll write you one tonight, a proper one, not this piece of shit.25

Loving you more than you know,26

Your boy, James. XxOoXx27

Why am I torturing myself like this? This is all from the past. In a spurr of the moment reaction, I tore up the letter and threw it out the window, and watched the wind carry it away. Of course it was one of those things you do, and regret it a second later. I wanted to go out, and piece it back together, but I knew I couldn’t. I had let it go; now I just had to let the past go with it.28