Possible sadness. ------------- Sweeney's POV: I lay on my bed, my mind flashing. I couldn't think of anything to do. I sat up, looking around my room. I saw a picture of Nellie and I, and I got an idea. I'll go visit her. I got up, and slipped on a grey shirt, and blue jeans. I slipped downstairs, and cut a rose from my mothers bushes. I quietly closed the door behind me, and ran down the porch steps. I walked down the street, turning the corner into the cemetery. I looked around, frowning. I hate this place. It's so sad. I walked around, until I saw a familiar girl sitting by her grave. Melodie? She must have had trouble sleeping, too. I saw tears on her red face, and I frowned. I lightly put my hand on her shoulder. "I miss her, too." ------ Hehehe-
Melodie~ I jumped, and covered my mouth to prevent myself to shrieking. I rubbed my red eyes. "Sweeney-" I cut myself off, and shut my eyes and my mouth. I exhaled, inhaled, and exhaled again. I began to sing again, covering my eyes and cheeks, allowing me to sing. I didn't want to see his reaction to me jumping at his touch, so I just kept going. After I finished, I sat in silence, for what it felt like a billion years. "I miss her, and I feel horrible..." I said, finally. I felt like such a damned idiot, like every move I was making was a damn mistake to another. I was going out with Sweeney, making me feel horrible. Nellie loved Sweeney dearly, and I knew. I kept to myself, but I couldn't help but plaster a fake smile at Nellie's brightened face everyday. I loved when she smiled, it made me happier, but I was constantly thinking about some other things... I spaced out, eventually dropping my arms. I stared at a rose bush, and I faded out as I started to laugh, oh so oddly... What the hell....
Sweeney's POV: I kneeled next to her. "Melodie? Why are you laughing?" I said loudly. It was making me feel uncomfortable, because none of this was funny. "Why do you feel terrible? Nellie wouldn't be upset... I know she liked me..." I put both of my hands on her shoulders. "Stop laughing, Melodie!" I was a bit worried, now. I held her face in my hands, frowning. "Melodie Harveed. Stop. Laughing." I snapped. My hands were shaking, and I was blinking alot. I stumbled back. I held onto Nellie's gravestone, frowning. "Melodie!" I yelled. ---- Short, sorry.
Melodie~ My face was bright red, and I rubbed my temples by the time I stopped laughing. I sighed, rubbing my head. "Jesus Sweeney, I-I'm sorry..." I stammered, blinking several times before getting my act together. "I was thinking, and the irony of everything all together is hilarious. Nothing about Nellie is funny, Sweeney." I hissed slightly, standing up and brushing my legs off. I tugged on my sleeves. I pulled him to his feet, and I blinked, my eyes flashing slightly. From blood red back to green. I gritted my teeth. And the blood lust began. I shoved my hands in my pockets, bitting at my lip, staring at Nellie's grave. "I've become delirious since she's left. Nor have I smiled. Maybe a couple of times." I said, shaking. I was going to bite someone. But who? There was no one around except Sweeney... Oh hell no, will I? Maybe a little bite wouldn't-oh hell. --------------