Excuse me? Jayden said, creasing his eyebrows in shock and confused. You heard me You, You-Dumbass!

I said, an unexplainable wave of fury rolling over me. Whoa Im on a roll! What kind of idiot hits down a 16 year old girl in a parking lot? The shock on his face seemed to fade and indignation replaced it as he stepped closer to the bed. It was an accident. Your fine now. The only accident was your birth. I said cockily, folding my arms. Ooooooh Burn. Melody-1, Jayden-0 Now you look here-Umm He paused. Melody. Dont you want to know the name of your victim? I supplied. Whatever. What kind of girl walks into the middle of a parking lot and ignores the horn of a really loud motorcycle. Hmmm? What kind of 16 YEAR OLD lurks in the middle of a dark parking lot wearing that?! He said, gesturing at my dress. What are you implying, you jerk? You dont even know me. My voice was a low hiss, enunciating every word. I dont want to know you. He said a self satisfied grin planted firmly on his face, challenging me. Ill bust this little jerk-offs balls. Ill feed em to my Chihuahua. He better watch it. Well kids. This has been an interesting episode of the Melody and Jayden show guys, but I get the feeling that your parents might me worried, Melody. Why dont you give them a call? Sarah interjected, breaking the tension. Oh god. Mom is gonna have an aneurysm. Tim is going to enjoy this; at least hes not the screwed up kid anymore. And then it occurred to me that she might not even care. After all her, daughter-on-a-leash-and-mainbreadwinner had just quit rolling in the dough. Would she even care that I hadnt showed up at home yesterday? Right. Sure. Wheres your telephone? Directly down the hall.

With as much dignity as I could muster, I eased of the bed and walked towards the door, gently brushing past the he-demon the way out. I pretended not to see the apologetic look on his face which suggested, he was just having a bad day. He was the cause of my bad day . He deserved it . Stepping out into the hallway I stifled the urge to run back into the bedroom. There were toys scattered all along the hall and something resembling grape jelly was on the walls. Mother fuck! Its like a minefield or something. Probably caused by those smurfs I saw earlier, the little buggers. No Problem, Mon. Like a Chuck Norris, I was across that room in 30 seconds; jumping over the small toys and crushing the ones that got in my way. I wish. After about three water guns and two Lego towers I stopped horrified. Besides the fact that my feet were covered in something Im going to call chocolate, I had caught sight of myself in the mirror. And tripped. Thats how horrible I looked. Not a good look at all. No wonder Jayden wasnt worshipping my fat ass. I look like Ariana Grande; after someone threw her under a train. And no, Im not exaggerating. My red tresses were tangled and resembled a pigeons nest in New York City. Or maybe one of those nests of a mutant rat. Not to mention my now dirt covered dress had a motorcycle wheel printout, a la Jayden. You finally looked in the mirror, I guess. I probably should have warned you. Sarah appeared in the doorway, shaking her head. I could hear Jaydens barely muffled laughter. God he was hot. It doesnt matter that hes a possible Greek God. Id still like to kill him with a 50 point headshot on C.O.D Hahaha .Headshot. Thats what he said. Mel, just give me your parents number. Ill ring them for you and we can sort everything out. Youre in no state right now. Sarah said, rolling her eyes as she agilely found her way to the end of the hall. Something told me that this was a regular occurrence. Reeling of Moms number to her, I listened keenly as they spoke. It didnt seem to be going too well. After hanging up the phone, Sandra slowly turned around, looking me in the eye.

 Melody, dear. Ive something to tell you but you have to be calm about it .Your father was rushed to the hospital early this morning. It seems that he had alcohol poisoning. Hes stable now but your mom said something about him trying to drink away the pain of betrayal? Im sorry to break it to you like this but.. Im afraid youll be staying with us for, well, a bit longer. Bitches be trippin!