The Devil has blue eyes!, chapter 3
"Melody! Are you alright?" Thomas said desperately. Melody had fainted and landed on the floor.
"Melody! Wake up!" Thomas said, turning more desperate for every second that passed by. Melody had never done anything like this before. She must have been really frightened. But what had frightened her? Melody coughed. She was waking up. Thomas stroked her hair back from her face as she opened her eyes. She groaned.
"Thomas?" she asked after studying him for a long while. He nodded and smiled.
"But your hair!" she whispered and tried to sit up. Thomas held her down.
"I think you should lie down for a while. Just to be on the safe side!" he said and kissed her on the forehead and laid down next to her.
"I coloured my hair after you went to bed! I was going to surprise you! So we could be more alike. I'll colour it back if you don't like it!" he said and laid an arm around her shoulders.
"No, I love it! You just scared me!" Melody said and turned around to face him. It was weird seeing him with black hair. Especially since he had freckles. She smiled.
"Why, did I scare you?"
"I had that dream again! About the murderer!"
"But you said the murderer was a girl!"
"Yeah, but this time it was a boy."
"Is there two murderers?"
"No, I only think it's one!" Melody whispered and fell asleep in Thomas' arms.
The next morning they both woke up on the floor.
"Shit! I'm late for work!" Thomas said and stood up and got dressed very quick. Thomas worked at the gas station. He didn't like it there. His boss was a moron!
"Bye!" Thomas gasped and kissed her on the forehead and ran downstairs. She could hear the door being closed with a bang. She laughed to herself and went downstairs. The clock showed 9 A.M. Brian was going to be there soon.
Brian was Thomas' ten year old cousin. He looked very much like Thomas. He had red hair and freckles over his nose, and the same piercing blue eyes. He got bullied around at school. Every Saturday, Brian visited Melody.
She could see him coming around the corner now, on his blue bike. She smiled at him and gave him a hug.
"Look what I found!" Brian said, excited, and took a rat out of his pocket. He grinned. Brian had always loved animals of all kinds and sizes. Sometimes it seemed like he could talk to them, like some kind of Dr. Doolittle. He could tame a lion if he wanted to. Melody was sure of it!
Melody handed Brian a cup of chocolate milk as she took the rat in her hands and petted it gently.
"Barry likes you!" Brian said and took a sip of his chocolate milk. Melody smiled at him.
"Barry's a brilliant name!" she said and handed Barry back to Brian.
"No! I want you to have him!"
"Really? Wow! But I can't accept it! I can't take care of a rat! You should have it!"
"Nah, Ma hates it when I bring animals home, besides, your birthday's coming up! This is my present to you!"
"Aaaaw, thanks Brian!" Melody gave him a hug. "But then you have to promise to come and help me take care of it!"
Brian nodded.
"Alright then! Now, we have to get a cage of some sort and rat food!" Melody said and asked Brian to hold Barry while she got properly dressed.
"Melody! Wake up!" Thomas said, turning more desperate for every second that passed by. Melody had never done anything like this before. She must have been really frightened. But what had frightened her? Melody coughed. She was waking up. Thomas stroked her hair back from her face as she opened her eyes. She groaned.
"Thomas?" she asked after studying him for a long while. He nodded and smiled.
"But your hair!" she whispered and tried to sit up. Thomas held her down.
"I think you should lie down for a while. Just to be on the safe side!" he said and kissed her on the forehead and laid down next to her.
"I coloured my hair after you went to bed! I was going to surprise you! So we could be more alike. I'll colour it back if you don't like it!" he said and laid an arm around her shoulders.
"No, I love it! You just scared me!" Melody said and turned around to face him. It was weird seeing him with black hair. Especially since he had freckles. She smiled.
"Why, did I scare you?"
"I had that dream again! About the murderer!"
"But you said the murderer was a girl!"
"Yeah, but this time it was a boy."
"Is there two murderers?"
"No, I only think it's one!" Melody whispered and fell asleep in Thomas' arms.
The next morning they both woke up on the floor.
"Shit! I'm late for work!" Thomas said and stood up and got dressed very quick. Thomas worked at the gas station. He didn't like it there. His boss was a moron!
"Bye!" Thomas gasped and kissed her on the forehead and ran downstairs. She could hear the door being closed with a bang. She laughed to herself and went downstairs. The clock showed 9 A.M. Brian was going to be there soon.
Brian was Thomas' ten year old cousin. He looked very much like Thomas. He had red hair and freckles over his nose, and the same piercing blue eyes. He got bullied around at school. Every Saturday, Brian visited Melody.
She could see him coming around the corner now, on his blue bike. She smiled at him and gave him a hug.
"Look what I found!" Brian said, excited, and took a rat out of his pocket. He grinned. Brian had always loved animals of all kinds and sizes. Sometimes it seemed like he could talk to them, like some kind of Dr. Doolittle. He could tame a lion if he wanted to. Melody was sure of it!
Melody handed Brian a cup of chocolate milk as she took the rat in her hands and petted it gently.
"Barry likes you!" Brian said and took a sip of his chocolate milk. Melody smiled at him.
"Barry's a brilliant name!" she said and handed Barry back to Brian.
"No! I want you to have him!"
"Really? Wow! But I can't accept it! I can't take care of a rat! You should have it!"
"Nah, Ma hates it when I bring animals home, besides, your birthday's coming up! This is my present to you!"
"Aaaaw, thanks Brian!" Melody gave him a hug. "But then you have to promise to come and help me take care of it!"
Brian nodded.
"Alright then! Now, we have to get a cage of some sort and rat food!" Melody said and asked Brian to hold Barry while she got properly dressed.
