Chapter Eighteen

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(Please Listen to Stockholm Syndrome by 1D while reading.)

Melanie's Point of View

"Stop we can't do this. You have someone back home." I sighed because I'd have to let him go.

"I'm sorry. You're right I don't know what came over me. I just.....I've missed you so much. I'm always thinking about you. You've got me trapped."

"I feel the same way. I just can't let you give up your family over there for the fling you had with me."

"God Melanie! You were never a fling! You were the first woman I ever loved!"

"Loved is past tense Ethan. I'll always love you ok?" I have to let him go again.

"I'm still going to take care of you, you know that right?"

"Yea."

"It's getting late. Can we just lay here and you can let me hold you?"

"I'd like that." Ethan was a decent man and even though he kissed me, he'd never go farther than that. He snuggled behind me and pulled me into his chest. His breathing tickled the back of my neck. He brought his hand around and entwined it with mine. And we drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke, I was alone. I turned to the nightstand and noticed a note.

Melanie,

I've set up an interview for you as a secretary for one of my old coworkers at the hospital. And I've bought you two weeks here at the hotel. And a magical fairy may or may not have deposited an undisclosed amount into your account. Please find a new place to live and kill that interview. My number hasnt changed, and call me if you need anything, I'll always be here for you, even if it's as your friend. I love you dearly. No more self pity, pick yourself up and kick some ass.

-Dr. Archer
XOXO

He was gone and I was shockingly ok with it. I needed to started living for myself. Ethan and my relationship would now be platonic. I couldn't wallow in sadness and go out into the world. Ethan and I would forever be different. Something would always keep us apart. And that's ok. He came into my life, and he needed to leave to make me a better person. Melanie would live for herself. She would live.

She would make that fire that would melt her cold and icy world.













The End.

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I know that you hate me. But the Epilogue should be up soon. You can yell at me I didnt want the ending to be so conventional.
Please don't hate me even though I know you do.
(P.S. I saw this pictue on tumblr and it applied so well.)

Love y'all!

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