Life Of Melanie (Completed)

Okay so, I know its like been months since I updated this story, and to my readers I am sorry for this. I struggled with this story, because its my first ever short story and I just didn't know where to go with it. I lost my muse and was plagued with writers block. I however, will finish this story. Its something I decided I have to do. So, please read and review. It really encourages me to keep going. Thanks for you time and interest, and comments or critizism is welcomed.

Memory Chase


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When I flew out of Clarissa's house my mind was racing. "This doesn't bother me." I kept telling myself even as we sped out of her driveway. "I'm just shocked that's all," I agreed with myself, you could tell by the silent visible nod.

"Melanie, baby, what happen, why are flying out of there like our asses are on fire?" Brice questioned me, breaking the daze I was consumed by.

"I um, she um, they were um," I couldn't find the words to say. I'm sure that my reaction was making things look way worse than they actually were.

"What.... were they fucking?" He asked with a little snicker in his tone.

"No!" I nearly shouted before correcting myself. "No, Brice," I said smugly. "They weren't fucking, they were just making out." The last bit I stammered out before looking over at him guiding the steering wheel. He glanced my way giving me a sort-of knowing look.

"How does he do that, how does he just know what I'm thinking when I barely know?" I wondered to myself.

He smiled at me then, and tweaked my nose from his spot behind the wheel. I must admit
that I feel foolish about the way I reacted to seeing Clarissa and Lucas kiss. Sure it was one fucking huge shock, but I really had no right to be upset. I mean, she is my best friend. I should be happy for her, I mean I am happy for her.......them.

I had Brice. I know now he is who I am supposed to be with. He knows me without even knowing me. I glanced over at him and gave him a smile. He reached over to me and gently caressed my cheek his eyes never leaving the road. I laughed out loud, I put my head in my hands and just chuckled. "So you want me to turn around yet or what," Brice asked me, reading my mind.

"Yes, please." I replied and sat back in my seat and waited to try and turn this thing around. The last thing I wanted was for Clarissa to think I was mad at her.

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"FUCK! God I knew this was a mistake," Clarissa yelled to the sky after she watched the ass end of Brice's truck disappear.

Lucas really wanted to argue with her about all of this being a mistake, but he somehow knew there wasn't anything he could say that she would actually hear right now. He just stood silently behind her giving her a minute to vent.

Startling him, she spun around and pointed he finger at him, "You have to get out of here right now!" she told him through gritted teeth.

"Clarissa, wait, don't make me go, we can handle this," he pleaded with her, all the while she was walking towards him, finger still outstretched, as he was backing away.

"Shut UP! Don't say another word, I may have just lost my best fucking friend. You just need to leave, so I can straighten this shit out." she demanded struggling to keep her tone low. After all it wasn't his fault. She was just as guilty. Tears started to sting her eyes then, thinking about how much she must have hurt her best friend. She could not get the hurt and betrayed expression on Melanie's face out of her head. "FUCK," she finally screamed.

Lucas just wanted to take her in his arms, and tell her it would be okay. He even attempted a step forward towards her, hoping she would comply, but she just started sobbing. "Please, just go Lucas, please......" she begged him in a squeaky voice.

Girls crying was a weakness he had always had. He could barely stand to leave her like that. Looking so helpless and alone, like the world was going to end. But he did go, only after she agreed to let him call her later.

Clarissa stood out on the lawn watching Lucas drive away, wondering what in the hell to do now. She wiped her face off and started into her house when she heard a vehicle pull into her driveway. She pivoted around on her heel to see who it was, and the tears unwillingly started to fall again at the sight of Melanie step out of the passenger side of the truck.

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When I saw Clarissa's tear stained face, my heart sank. I hurriedly ran to her flinging my arms around her and squeezing her tight.

"Please don't hate me...." she whispered into my hair.

"Oh Rissa, " I whispered through tears of my own, "I could never hate you."

"I'm so sorry," Clarissa apologized taking a step back so she could look me in the eye. "I never meant to hurt you, the thing with Lucas, well, it just kind-of happen."

I smiled at her and tucked the loose strands of hair falling in her face behind her ear. "You didn't hurt me Rissa, shocked the shit out of me, but didn't hurt me. You know, I actually saw this coming. Or maybe I was just hoping that it would all work out this way. Had it been a few weeks ago I might have killed you if I had walked in on you making out Lucas. To tell the truth Clarissa my dear friend," I explained to her my reasoning as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. " I believe that everything is finally as it should be." With that she gave me a quizzical kind-of smirk, thinking it ironic how our roles in each others life, for the time being were reversed. "Brice and I, and you and Lucas, I don't think it could have worked out any better if I had planned it myself. Two ‘perfect' guys for tow perfect girls." I giggled as I held my chin high and mocked the holier than thou attitude that so wasn't me.

Clarissa giggled at my display, and playfully slugged my in the arm before pulling me into and embrace once again. Holding me tight against her she whispered, "I hate you, you know that." Smiling into her neck at the way she just so casually stole my line, "Yeah," I replied, "I love you too!"


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Brice and I headed back to school, and I was overcome with a new feeling of excitement. Things were changing for us this year. I had a feeling that Clarissa and I were no longer going to be apart of the invisible crowd. Us, the ones that deserved it the most, were finally being seen. Maybe what was really happening was, we were finally letting ourselves, be ourselves. No more hiding for fear of not being good enough. Maybe that was just me, Clarissa had never be afraid to be herself....... she always just was Clarissa. I was just finally catching up. I scooted across the seat so that I was positioned next to Brice, I leaned up and kissed his cheek, and wore a smile of pure joy on my face for the rest of the trip to school.