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I looked away from the window.
"Why don't you lay down sweety." My mom said.
"No. Just get me the hell out of here."
My mom left to go ask Dr.Gregory if we could leave. After she filled out some paper work they released me. Detective Ross handed me a piece of paper on the way out and told me that if I remembered anything, anything at all, to call him. Yea right.
"Are you hungry?" My mom asks on the way home. My stomach roared just then answering that question for me. "Where do you want to stop to eat?" She asks.
"I don't want anyone to see my face," I say looking in the mirror on the visor."Any place with a drive through is fine with me."
She makes a left onto the Bulevard and turns into BurgerKing. "A whopper and small fry?" She asks me. "And a sprite please." She smiles."Ok." We go throught the drive through she orders my food, and some food for herself then drives home to eat. By the time we get home I had eaten all my fries. We went inside and sat at the table and she handed me my whopper. I devoured it instantly. I took a sip of my sprite and went up to my room to take a nap.
When I woke up a few hours later I sat down at my vanity. I pulled out all my coverup, my powders, my foundation and I started putting it all on. I had to cover up these bruises some how. Finally with two pounds of makeup on my face, you couldn't tell that it was bruised. Except for the two stitches in my lip. You could easily tell that I had a lot of make-up caked on my face.
"Honey, Bobby's here." My mom said into my doorway.
"You can send him up." I told her.
I grabbed a light blue fitted tee from my dresser and threw it on. Bobby came walking through the door and I rush over to hug him. "Hey." He says holding me in his arms.
"Hey." I reply with my face in his chest. I pull my face back, stand on my tippy toes and kiss his lips. I'm not sure what happened to me, but I knew it was an accident. It had to be.
"Ooo. Ouch." He winced as I kissed him.
Oops! My stitches I forgot."Sorry, it's my stitches."
"It's fine." He kissed my cheek. "How are you?"
I walk over and sit on my bed as does he. "Sore. Hey, is that a new shirt?"
"Oh,"he looks down at his dark gray teeshirt. "Yea."
"It's nice."I pause."And clean." Bobby is always getting his clothes dirty. I don't know how he manages to do it, but he does. He is staring at my face now."What's with all the makeup?"
I look down at my lap. "The bruises. I just thought I'd cover them."
He nods his head. "That's a good idea. I was going to ask you to stay home a few days to wait for the bruises to heal. But now you won't have to since you could cover them with make-up. We don't need any more attention from these people at school."
He was right. I didn't need people staring at me. So it was decided. I would wear the makeup so it was all good. "So.Wanna go to a party?" I laugh a little. Then catch the look of confusion on his face.
"Wait, are you serious?" I ask.
"Uh, yeah."
"Bobby, I just got out of the hospital." He scratched his neck."I know. Don't you think you should go out though and show everyone that you're ok. No sympathy needed.Or whatever."
"Sure, Bobby. Whatever. But I'm not staying there all night. And you're going to have to drive. Which means no drinking. Ok?"
He's smiling like a little kid on Christmas. "Ok."
He gently kisses my forehead," I love you."
"I love you too." 
 

When I woke up, I didn't quite know where I was. Then, as I looked around the room and realized I was in a hospital it all came back to me.Well, some of it. I remembered Bobby shoving me away when I tried to give him a kiss. I remembered Bobby yelling at me. Then Nate. Something happened with Nate. Julia was there too. I think. Then Bobby punched me.
No, no it couldn't be.Bobby wouldn't do that. There had to be something else. I had to remember. Remember god damnit, I screamed inside my head.
Just then, I saw Dr.Gregory walk into the room that I was in. "Hello there Mel. Welcome back."
Where was I? Did I die? Oh my god, if I died my mom wold be so upset right now. He has to go tell her I'm alive.
"Was. Was I." I paused."Was I dead."
Dr.Gregory chuckled."No Mel. You were not dead." Then his voice turns serious."You were in a coma Melony."
Oh no! Detention, I have to get to detention. And Nate! I told Nate we could work on the paper tonight. "I have to be somewhere." I sit up right and he rushed over to the bed. He put his hand on my shoulder."You need to lay down."
"But what about detention? What about Nate? I have a paper to write." He looks at me and tells me how I'm suffering from short term memory loss. He explains how the police are going to want a word with me. He asked if I remembered anything at all.
I told him no. I couldn't tell him what I remembered because it makes Bobby look like the bad guy. This was some how my fault I knew it. He let the two police officers into the room. One was older, maybe in his fourties. He had black hair. But,there were a few strands of gray locks within it. Maybe his job was stressful.
The other was younger. Possibly in his twenties. Most likely a rookie. He had shaggy brown hair and brown tired eyes. He looked like he didn't get any sleep last night. I had the urge to offer him this bed to take a nap in. I wouldn't mind, I mean I wanna just get the hell out of here. "Melony Jones," The black haired man spoke."Hello. I'm Detective Morningstar and this is Detective Ross."He gestures to the guy with the tired eyes."He's going to ask you a few questions, and I'm going to let your mother know that your awake. Ok?"
I nod.
Detective Morningstar walked out of the room leaving me with Detective Ross.
"So how old are you twenty, twenty one?" I ask him.
He looks at me."I think I should be the one asking you the questions Miss.Jones. But, I am nine-teen."
"Call me Mel. And I don't remember anything so it's a waist of time to ask me anything."
He pulls a chair from the corner of the room out next to the bed. Before sitting down he asks if I want a drink. I tell him no. That I'm not thirsty. It was a lie of course. "You look tirsty, maybe some apple juice would help that?" He says. He walks over to a mini refrigerator and pulls out a juice box. Sticking the straw in he hands it out to me. I shake my head.
"Have it your way." He puts the straw to his lips and takes a sip of the apple juice. I stare at the golden liquid being sucked up the little red straw. He caught me staring and extended the juice towards me again. This time I took it. It was like heaven in a box. I must've been thirsty because I drank it all within 5 seconds.
"More?"He asked.
"Naw, I'm good."
He took the empty box and tossed it in the trash can. Suddenly I felt pain in my face. It hurt a lot. I gently brushed my hand down my cheek. More pain. It felt swollen. I ran my finger near my mouth, that was swollen too.
"Are you ok?"He asked. "Should I get Dr.Gregory."
"Yes."
He left the room and as swiftly as lighting Dr.Gregory was back in the room with Detective Ross trialing behind him. I didn't understand why there was such a rush. How bad could it be.
"What's wrong Mel ?" He asked.
"My face. It really hurts. And can I use the bathroom?"
"It's just the pain medication wearing off. That's all. Here,"Dr.Gregory walked over to me. "I'll help you out of that bed." He came over to the bed, and I sat up. I put my arm around his broad shoulders and jumped off the bed. Why are they treating me like a child. I'm capable of getting off of a bed myself. "Detective Ross, would you please assist Mel to the bathroom it's across the hall." He left the room. Detective Ross took hold of my arm. Just then I remebered Boby taking hold of my arm the same way and dragging me out of the cafateria in front of everyone. And me smiling like a stupid fool.
I quickly pulled my arm away from him."Don't touch me." I snapped. Surprised at my response he backed away. "I was just helping you out Mel." I calmed myself down."I know. I'm sorry."I left the room and walked across the hall into the bathroom. Looking into the mirror I saw a black and blue face staring back at me. My lip had two stitches in it. This was the second set of stitches I had in two days. What is wrong with me? How could I be so clumsy. I looked ugly. Hideous. How could anyone bare to look at me, when I couldn't even bare to look at myself. I tear escaped from my eye, burned my cheek, and rested at my lip. I gently brushed it away. I began to sob and sniffel and my head begins to hurt. I wet a napkin and lightly dab my face. I walk out the bathroom door and back into the room. 

The bell rang and I went on to first period. Then second, and finally third. I loved third period because it is the only period where Bobby and I are in the same class. It was English and today we were working with partners.
Everyone looked to their lefts and right distinguishing who they wanted as a partner. I already knew that I would work with Bobby though. I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me.
There's that sweet smile I've been longing to see for the past few days. Just then Mr.Green speaks loudly."You will pick a name out of the jar and that person will be your partner. This will count as 25% of your grade, and I know with only a month left of school you seniors can not afford to slack off on this assignment."
The smile immediately left my face as I gave a confused look to Mr.Green. "Is there a problem Melony?" He asks catching the look I just gave him.
"Well, yes! I mean this is our last assignment, I believe it's only fair to pick our own partners. I think the whole class would back me up on that." I turn to look at everyone nodding their heads in agreement.
"Melony I understand this is because you want to work with Bobby, but you'll have plenty of time to see your boyfriend after class, school, and whenever else if you don't get him as a partner."
Did I just get showed up by a fifty year old gray haired man?
I go to sit back down but just before I do Mr.Green adds that since I'm already standing would I do the honor of picking the first name. I look over at Bobby. Then walk up to Mr.Green's desk. Putting my hand into the jar filled with tiny pieces of paper I swish my hand around.
"Eyes closed."Mr. Green instructs.
I close my eyes. With a paper in my hand I pull it out. Please be Bobby. Please be Bobby. I hold it out in front of me. Mr.Green takes it from my hand and unfolds it slowly. Please be Bobby. Please be Bobby.
"Melony your partner is Nate Marks." Mr.Green says. "Please take a seat next to him."
I look around the classroom. I have no idea who Nate Marks is. I look at Mr.Green. "Who is he?" A few people giggle. Some girl sucks in her breathe as if I were supposed to know who he was. The only person I ever bothered with in here as Bobby, so how was I supposed to know. "Nate, raise you hand please." Mr. Greens says.
I see a blond head of hair and an arm in the air and walk over towards him. He smiles at me as I approach him. It was blue eyes! Hmm. I never knew he was in my class, or that his name was Nate. I smile back at him as I slide into the seat next to him.
"Hello again." He says offering out his hand. I look over at Bobby.He is staring at me with such intensity. I look back to blue eyes, I mean Nate, and move my eyes left to right. I hoped he would understand that I was trying to tell him no. To put his hand away. Bobby already didn't like him because he looked at me, but to touch his hand would be much worse. I glanced over my shoulder at Bobby and he put his hand down.
"Bobby."Mr.Green says."Would you please come pick out a name." He walked up to the jar and pulled out Jasons name. He seemed happy with that pick. He walked over and sat next to Jason. As soon as the class was done picking partners names and we were settled down in our seats Mr.Green spoke again. "So I'm aware that some of you might not know your partner very well." He looks at me"Or maybe even not at all." The class laughs a little and gives me a few glances. I smile stupidly. "So, why don't you take the time right now to get to know each other. I'm making it your responsibility to get together after school and learn more about each other. This is your assignment. In one month I expect a two page paper all about your partener on my desk. Nothing inappropriate please. You will read these in front of the whole class."
This was our big assignment. To learn write a paper all about our partner. What the hell is the purpose of that? 
 

Waking up an hour later I realize that Bobby probably already heard about the ambulance by now. He's going to be so worried about me. I walk over and turn on my computer. I sign onto facebook,and see the news feed is basically all about the incident.
Around four o'clock my mom had to run to the store. She left and 5 minutes later Bobby came barging through the door.
I was laying on the couch and he scared the sh*t out of me.
"How could you do this to me!"He screamed. He looked frustrated, annoyed. Definitely angry.
I pushed myself back into the end of the couch. "Bobby?" I said softly. "What's wrong? What did I do."
He gritted his teeth."You made yourself the talk of the school. You needing a damn ambulance for something so stupid! Do you know how many people came up to me today and asked about what happened. Your so called friend Julia thinks I did this! Do you know how this make me look! I don't know if we can still be together." His fists were clenched.
"Bobby-I-I know it wasn't you! It was, j-just a freak accident. Me being reckless is all. I love you Bobby. Pl-please don't leave me." Tears started rolling down my face.
"Don't cry." He said aggravated. "Now listen to me. Tomorrow you're going to tell Julia that it wasn't me. We don't need rumors like that spreading around school. You hear me?"
I nod my head and he walks over and kisses my cheek.
"Did you want to hang out tonight Bobby?"I asked him.
"No. I have football practice in twenty minutes. I just came over to talk to you. Now I have to go."
He turns and walks out the door. I hear his tires screech as he drives away.
I pick up the phone and call Julia. I tell her to stop spreading rumors. That if she didn't Bobby would be very angry with me. I told her that it was all a freak accident. That I just lost my balance.
"I know what I saw. And what I saw was Bobby pushing you into a god damn locker Mel!"
I hung up the phone on her. It wasn't true. He loved me. He wouldn't do that. I fell is all that happened.
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The next day at school Bobby and I were standing by my locker. People were watching us. I didn't notice though until Bobby mentioned it. He turned to one of the guys. He was new. He just last transferred here last week. He didn't know any better. He walked over to the guy that was staring at us, and slammed the books right out of his arms.
"Bobby!" I walked over and clung to his arm. "Come on." I said pulling him away."Get to homeroom, or we'll both end up getting detention." He kissed me hard. Probably letting this guy know he had no chance with me. It was unnecessary though. Bobby knew I loved him.
He walked down the hallway into his homeroom. I glanced back at the boy on the floor picking up his books and papers.
I walk over to where he is and help him. "I'm sorry about him." I say bending down to get a Calculus book. I hand it to him along with some papers I picked up as well.
He looks up and smiles politely."Thanks." He had light blond hair. His eyes were as blue as a pure gas flame. He wore denim jeans and a tight tee-shirt. He was average size. Truth be told he was one of the best looking guys in the school. Not as good-looking as Bobby though. Bobby had shaggy brown hair and dreamy brown eyes. When you stare into them, you could just melt. Bobby was also average size, but Bobby was different. I mean the really big difference was that I loved Bobby.
This blue eyed boy looks into my hazel eyes, not with a look of love, but of care."Who was he?" He asks nodding towards Bobby's homeroom. "That was my boyfriend."I say calmly.
"He gets jealous quite easily. Doesn't he?"
I look down at the floor. And shrug."I guess so."
I can feel him slowly moving closer, and his hand rests on my shoulder."Be careful." He says it softly.
I quickly shrug his hand away. "There is nothing to be careful of. He loves me. He would never hurt me!" Why does everyone keep saying that I should be careful. That Bobby is the bad guy. He isn't. It's me being clumsy.
He looks at me surprised."I never said he would hurt you."
I knew when the blue eyed boy said that,
that I should have never opened my mouth.

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When I get to the nurses office she checks out the back of my head. "You're going to need stitches Melony. Which means you're going to need to go to the hospital. I'll call you're mom. She can either pick you up and take you, or we can have an ambulance come and get you." She called my mother. But she didn't pick up. She tried about 5 times in a row. "Ok, well Melony. Looks like you are going in the ambulance." The school called for one. The nurse shined a light in my eyes as we waited and told me to follow the light. I did as she said. "How did this happen." The nurse asked.
"I fell."
She looked at me in disbelief and raised her eyebrow. "A simple fall wouldn't have done this Melony."
I was not about to tell her Bobby did this because he really didn't. It was my fault. I think. "It was a locker." I said. "I fell backwards into a locker."
I felt a lump in my throat and swallowed hard. The ambulance arrived and even though I could walk they made me get on a stretcher. I could see the kids faces peering out the window.
Oh god this is just grrreeat.
They checked my vitals, and reflexes in the ambulance. They checked out my head and put pressure on the womb. They asked me questions. Age, name, stuff like that. When we arrived at the hospital shortly after getting me they wheeled me inside on the stretcher. "Female, 17, Names Melony Jones. Her vitals are good. Reflexes good. Her mom was called and was left a message." The guy said handing over a chart to this handsome Doctor.
"Room 315."The Doctor tells him.
I sat there on the bed for only a minute or two before the Doctor came into the room. "Hello there Miss.Jones. I'm Doctor Gregory and I'll be your doctor today." He set the chart that he was reading down on the counter.
"You can just call me Mel." I tell him.
He looks up and smiles."Ok. Mel it is." He asks me what happened and I tell him the same story that I told the nurse."Ok."He says."Let me have a look at you."
After examining the back of my head he looks at me and says,"Yepp. You're going to need stitches alright."
My mom comes bursting into the room just then. "Oh Melony!" She says walking over to me. "I was so worried when I got the message the nurse left for me I rushed right over."She turns towards Dr.Gregory."Hello. I'm Mrs. Jones. Her mother."
"Hello Mrs.Jones. Well it looks like Mel is going to need some stitches today. She cut open the back of her head against a locker. We can numb her before giving her the stitches if she'd like."
My head hurt. It throbbed."Yes!" I told him."I'd like to be numb when you do the stitches." He smiled and nodded his head. Pulling out a needle, he stuck it right into my head where it was cut open."There will be a pinch and some pressure. Then you'll be good to go."
It hurt like a motherf**ker for a few seconds but then I couldn't feel anything.
He whipped the back of my head off with some paper towels then moved my hair apart so he could see. He put the stitches in while I just sat there. My mom left the room. She couldn't stand to see it. Once he was done my mom came back in.
"Well, Mrs.Jones Mel got 6 stitches put in today. Now bring her back in a week and we can remove them. Until then you have to wear a cap when you shower. Try your best not to get them wet." I nodded my head in agreement with what he was saying. I followed my mom through the parking garage until we got to her car.
" How do you feel, honey"She asked as we climbed into the gold Buick. " I feel nothing mom. I'm numb. Remember?" I laugh.
She smiles sweetly at me. "Ok."She says softly.
I look at the clock it's only ten. "Am I going back to school?"
She looks at me. Her nose is all scrunched up."Are you kidding Melony. You just had six stitches put into the back of your head. I think you need to rest a while. You're going home."
She drives straight home and when we get there I crawl into my bed and fall asleep.

It's been two months since then and Bobby and I were so in love.
Everything was perfect. All except for the fact that Julia doesn't approve of him at all. How can I be best friends with a girl who complains about my boyfriend twenty-four seven.
I pick up the phone and call Bobby. After explaining what just happened to me I finally gave him room to respond.
"She is just jealous of what we have baby.” Bobby says softly.
"You keep saying that, but I just don't know.”
"I know you don't want to loose her as a friend sweetie, but that seems to be the only choice you have."
"I don't know. She's my best friend. Isn't she?"
"What kind of friend would tell you can't date someone you love. I mean, you do love me. Don't you?"
"Of course I love you!" I practically scream into the phone.
"Well then prove it to me. Don't talk to her anymore. She is making you so unhappy and I can't stand it."
Julia and I had been friends for three years. And just like that I had given up that friendship for him. I threw it all away over night. The next day at school was awful.
Bobby and I were standing at my locker. He was telling me about how he got tickets for the big game next moth when the Yankees play the Phillies.
"I'm not really into baseball. You know that." I said to him." Why don't you take Jason, or Mark."
Jason and Mark were Bobby's best friends. They play all different kinds of sports together. We tried setting Julia and Mark up before but it didn't work out. So then we tried her with Jason and she had a problem with him too. They were popular and hot I don't understand what her problem was.
"I wanted to go with you." He growled.
"Bobby, come on. I went to a game last month with you and was bored out of my mind. I love you. But I don't want to sit through another stupid game."
He slammed his fist into a locker. I jumped . A few heads turned, he leaned in close to my ear. "It's not a stupid game. And if you loved me, you would go. " He backed away. “But, hey I guess you don't love me." He started to walk away and I grabbed his hand. “Bobby!" I yell. He whips back around so fast that I jump back into the lockers. My head banged against it. “What the hell Bobby."
"Stop trying to get attention Mel. You did that to yourself."
"You know what. You're right. It's my fault."
"Come here." He says opening his arms out wide.
I take two steps into him and he wraps his arms tightly around me.
“I love you.” I whisper.
He kisses the top of my head. "I love you too. I'm sorry I over-reacted. I just thought you'd want to go with me. More time for us to be together. You know?"
"It's ok. I shouldn't have called it stupid. I'll go to the game with you." He squeezes me tighter. "You're the best."
The bell rings and he kisses me quickly and dashes down the hall to homeroom. I walk across the hall into my homeroom.
"Nice of you to join us Miss. Jones. If you’re late one more time, I'm going to have to give you detention."
Mrs. Bailey doesn't like me. I swear she has this need to ruin my life. Even if I'm only ten seconds late she b*tches about it. "So what's your excuse this time?"
I have a huge headache so I don't bother arguing with her. “I just lost track of the time." I walk over and sit in my seat in front of Julia.
"Oh my gosh!" She screeches.
I turn around and look at her as Mrs. Bailey’s head pops up from her desk. "Is there a problem back there?" She asks sounding quite angry. "No.” I reply.
"YES!" Julia yelps. “It’s Mel. Hh-her head it's. It's. Oh my god."
She hunches over and hurls right there.
I touch the back of my head with my hand. It's wet. I pull my hand back out in front of me. The whole class stares in disbelief as I look at my hand covered in blood. No wonder why Julia barfed. Just the sight of blood can do that to her.
I must've hit that locker harder than I thought.
"Oh my!" Mrs. Bailey says rushing to the phone. She picks up the phone and calls the nurses office. Informing her that she is sending a student down who may need medical attention.
I stand up, grab my books, and walk out of the classroom.
Everyone was speechless

It was March 2010, and I was seventeen years old. I was a senior in high school. I was in love and that's all I ever wanted. To love someone and have that feeling be reciprocated. I mean, I think I was in love. How does one truly know if she is in love?
Is it when you catch yourself day dreaming about him. Or when you get that giggly feeling in the pit of your stomach when you're with him. Or maybe even when you can't help but think about him. Whatever it is, it's one of those intense feelings that not even your best friend can understand. No matter how many times you try to explain it to them.
"I just don't know about him." Julia said crashing onto my zebra print bedset."Something about him just isn't right."
I wouldn't listen to her. "No. He is peeeerfect. There is absolutely nothing wrong about him."
Julia groaned. “He has you wrapped around his finger. It's like you're under a spell."
As an instinct I rolled my eyes. "Oh so now he's a wizard?"
"You know what! Call me when you get a grip on reality Mel.” She got up and stormed out of my bedroom.
A few seconds later my mom poked her head in. "Everything ok with you and Julia?" She asked softly.
"Everything’s just dandy mom. Now please," I waved her off. “I want to be alone."
"Well, dinner is ready whenever you're hungry." She left the room closing the door behind her.
I pulled a pillow over my face and screamed. This is not how I ever pictured things. I wanted Julia to like Bobby. She was my best friend. And he was my first boyfriend. Instead they were at each others throats twenty-four seven.
He would complain about Julia not being supportive enough, about how she was trying to ruin our relationship. Julia would complain about how Bobby wasn't the right guy. How I deserved better.
Bobby was considered a jock. He played baseball, football, basketball, anything with a ball; you name it he played it. Everyone in the school loved him. All the girls wanted him. If anything he was the one that deserved better.
That's why when he walked up to me in the lunchroom March 23, 2010 at 12:13 pm and said 'Melony Jones, do you have plans Friday night'
I knew I had to jump at the chance to be with him.