Life Of Melanie (Completed)

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I did the best I could to hide from them for the rest of the day. It would have been impossible if it had not been for Clarissa. I am just so glad that at least someone has got my back. Of course, having her as a friend comes with a price. All I heard all day was that I needed to come clean with both of them about how I feel. But, I was still trying to figure it out myself. I know that what I feel for Brice is so intense, and so unbelievable, but it all happened so fast, I am just wondering if it is real. With Lucas, I can’t figure out if I am just infatuated with him, or could we really have something. The worst part of all is that both of them seem totally genuine in their feelings for me. I am so lost.

I was relieved that Clarissa agreed to ride home with me that afternoon. I had a feeling I was going to need all the support I could get, for surely one of them would show up, if not both. Clarissa said that now that they know each other, it may be easier to tell Lucas about Brice. I totally disagreed, I could see no ‘easy’ way out of this. I had to make a decision and quick. It felt as if I was being pulled in two directions at once. I was going crazy trying to figure out what to do….better yet who I wanted. I never in a million years I would have to make a choice like this, and I didn’t like it one bit.

Once we arrived at our point of destination, which was of course the Akins residence, I ran to my room and flung myself onto the bed. A few moments later Clarissa came strolling into my room.
“This is doing you no good, the longer you drag this out the more its gonna suck in the end,” Clarissa was doing her best to make me realize the consequences of waiting to tell.
I sat up on the bed and looked at my friend, my Clarissa, the never ending Melanie support group. I couldn’t help but feel like a selfish piece of shit. Her whole world was upside down, and still she sat here with me, comforting me. The ways she has changed in the last week since she learned of her parents divorce were drastic. Well her appearance was anyway, she was still my best friend though, and for that I was thankful.

“I know, I know, I have to do something but I don’t have a clue, as to what.” I told her helplessly.
“Well lets just take a second to think about it, Lucas is the perfect guy, he is really funny, and sweet, maybe a little egotistical, but he really likes you.” She went on, “Now Brice, is , as far as I know, all of the same things, not sure about egotistical, but he lights up your face like no one else, including Lucas. I know this has got to be hard for you, but just ask yourself why do you feel the way you do for them.”

That got me to thinking. From the moment I met Brice, I knew he was different. I felt so comfortable with him. Like I had known him my whole life, and he knew things that most don’t. Like the reason I was sent to fat camp. He still accepted me, right off the bat. Hell, he was the first person ever to tell me that I was beautiful.

Now Lucas…..well Lucas was Lucas. I wanted him cause everyone wants him. I mean he is gorgeous, and funny, and….perfect. I know it took a while to feel comfortable with him, but not everybody is comfortable right away, right? I know that I have been going to school with him forever and he only noticed me after the changes in my body, but does that matter? I mean, he still noticed me.

Suddenly it hit me like a bolt of lightening, I knew what I had to do. I felt stupid that it had taken me so long to figure out, something I knew all along. Now all I had to do was find him and tell him.

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I sat outside the ‘Pool Hall’ in my purple Honda, waiting for……. something, courage maybe. Clarissa being her true self, managed to patiently wait while I fought this internal war. Although I had made up my mind on what to do, I still didn’t know how to do it. I knew that sitting here any longer would not help the situation. I looked over at my friend, who was staring at me with anticipation, and said, “I think I am ready to do this.”
“Its okay Mel really, I mean its not like you two even knew each other very long. Maybe it won’t be such a big deal for him, no offense or anything,” I knew Clarissa was trying to help, but I must admit that her words did sting. I felt sick at my stomach at the thought of ‘this’ not being a big deal to him.
“I know, I just want to get it over with, please don’t leave me alone in there?” I begged my friend. I knew she would be there for me no matter what, but I was feeling very insecure all of the sudden.

When I took a step inside the musty dilapidated building, my worse fear reared its ugly head at me. Lucas and Brice were sitting in the back of the over crowded ‘Pool Hall’, laughing and joking like they didn’t have a care in the world. Before I could turn and run, I heard Clarissa whisper, “Do what you came here to do.”
I knew running would only make it worse so I took a deep breath, and prepared myself for what was probably going to be the worst night in my life.

Slowly I zig zagged my way through the maze of pool tables, hoping that neither would spot me before I was ready to confront them. I looked over my shoulder to make sure my support group was still in place, before I continued on my way to them. Knowing Clarissa would do everything in her power to make things run smoothly for me made me feel a little better. At least I wasn’t alone.

Lucas was the first to see me. When his eyes fell on me I froze on the spot. When he stood and started heading my way, Brice looked in my direction, and a smile appeared on his lips. He too stood and followed Lucas to my spot on the floor.

“Hey, I have been looking for you all day,” Lucas said when he reached me. “I tried to call a couple of times, but I guess I missed you.” Looking behind him, he added, “This is Brice, he just moved here.”
I wanted to throw up, but I held it down as I looked at my feet and replied, “Yea, we have met.”
Brice just stood there looking at me like I was a puzzle he couldn’t figure out. I glanced and him giving him a helpless look, and a weak smile.
The tension was so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. Lucas looked from me to Brice and back at me. It was obvious that he knew something was out of whack.
“You two know each other huh?” Lucas asked questioningly.

Brice could see that I was faltering, and I guess he figured out that Lucas was the guy I had told him about, and he took the lead. “Yea, we met this summer, before school started, its nice to see you again,” he added giving me a little smirk. The famous smirk I knew I could not live without. I could feel my whole body began to shake, as I gave him a nervous smile.

Saving me once again, Clarissa chimed in and introduced herself, “Hey, I’m Clarissa,” she said taking Brice’s hand and giving it a little shake.
“The Clarissa,” he said a little too knowingly. Realizing what he had done he covered his tracks, “Lucas, says you have an amazing voice.”
“Well, I don’t know about amazing, but I try, so…. you play any music.” She asked trying to keep Brice occupied while I made my getaway with Lucas.

All the while, Lucas never took his eyes off me. I felt so small in the room, silently I wished I would disappear, but I had to do this, I had to be strong.
I saw Brice glance at me from the corner of his eye, and I raised my eyebrows, trying to give him a clue that I needed to talk to Lucas. I guess he took the hint, because he and Clarissa made their way to a near by table, to continue their conversation.

Nervously I looked at Lucas who was studying me like an open faced book. He had a look of pure confusion across his face, and I felt like shit for putting him in this situation.
Quickly I grabbed his hand and lead him to the front door. “We need to talk,” I informed him once we were out in the cool night air.

“Well, that’s obvious, Melanie what is going on,” he asked as he laid his hands protectively on my hips.
I looked all around me, doing every thing in my power trying to avoid eye contact. Slowly I put my hand atop his and pushed his hands from my hips. I could feel him tense and take a step back., “Melanie, what the fuck is going on?”

I shuddered at the intensity of his voice and thought to myself, ‘this is going to be harder than I thought.’ “Lucas…I …um…I need to tell you something.” I replied finally looking him in the eyes.

His stare was going back and for between hopeful and cold, I could tell he was mentally preparing himself for whatever I had to say. The problem was I didn’t know how to say that I wanted to be with Brice. I mean I couldn’t just blurt it out.

“Well….. ,” he said still burning a hole into me with his eyes.
Biting the bullet I just let the truth be told. I looked and him and let out a long sigh and started my explanation, “This summer, I was sent to a…… camp, and while I was there I met a guy, I thought that I would never see him again, you know, just a summer fling or whatever…….”
“What does that have to do with me, I mean, what do you mean you thought…..,” Lucas asked bewildered?
“Well,” I went on doing my best not to stutter, “When I got home, I saw you and we hung out and it was all so great, I mean you don’t know how long I have waited for this chance with you.”
“Will, you just get to the point please,” he asked a little angrily?
“The point is,” I said feeling a little more confident, “He ended up moving here…..,” I left it hanging hoping he would get a clue.

I watched him for a moment, and when the flicker of realization lit up his eyes I knew he knew, “NO FUCKING WAY! Brice, you’re kidding right.”
His anger scared me, but in a way, some very screwed up way, it felt good I couldn’t explain it.
“No, we met about a month ago, and I had no idea until yesterday that he lived here. If I had known I would have never……,” I stopped myself unsure of how to finish that statement.
“Would have never what…… strung me along, Jesus Melanie, I thought that we were going to be something…I thought you were special.” The emotion coming from his voice was more than I could handle. I did as best I could, but I could not stop the tears from sliding down my cheeks.

“Don’t you fucking cry…….. please don’t…please,” he begged me in the middle of the empty parking lot.
“I know I am a bitch, I never met to string you along, I just didn’t know…..I’m sorry,” I whaled.

He said nothing, he just kept steadily pacing back and forth, slowly wearing a whole in the ground. When he did speak, I didn’t like what I heard, “That mother fucker, I have been going on and on about you all day……. He never said a fucking word.” With that he turned from me and headed angrily back to the ‘Pool Hall’ door. I grabbed his arm and tried to stop him, but he just jerked free of my grasp and continued in the same direction.
“Lucas….Lucas,” I screamed trying to detour him.

“Fuck that mother fucker,” where his last words before barging into the building.