I like your story like a lot it has the bases of a really good story, but you need to find synonyms of the words melancholy and belligerent. It just feels like you use them to much. Also I love your dialogue
Melancholy is just sad, I like using the big words, and belligerent is just aggressive, so I'm just using the fancy vocabulary. Lol
Great! I thought to myself. What could she possibly want from me? Can anyone explain this? Please? "Tell her I'm not here." "He's not here. I'm sorry." She said giving a dirty look. I walked up to my room, and sat on the bed. I started to go into deep thought. I ended up sitting on the edge of my bed hours on end just thinking. About what wasn't clear, it was blurry in my mind. It was like, I was thinking about what I was thinking about. I can't explain how I feel. It's as if I am angry, sad, and dare say happy at the same time. Either way, I was confused. I finally snapped out of my trance. I lied down and drifted to sleep. What do I do? ><><><><><><><><><><><><><>< Short, I know... It's something.