"My heart's a stereo

It beats for you, so listen close

Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te

Make me your radio

And turn me up when you feel low

This melody was meant for you

Just sing along to my stereo..."

I sang those lines to the Melanie on our celebration of one month of being together. When I showed up with a heart shaped box of chocolate her eyes shined. She was beautiful as ever and I kept wondering how is that she choose me over any other popular guy. I never found an answer and when she kissed me, that kind of thought disappeared and the place where they were have been replaced with thoughts how happy I am with her.

After our kiss I turned on the melody of the music and I started singing the notes. I wasn't even near quarter of the song and she started crying.

"What's wrong Melanie?"

"Nothing is wrong. Everything is perfect." She barely managed to utter those words from her sobbing. I was slightly surprised when she started crying and that made me worried. That day we have spent in the park just sitting and eating chocolate. Of course I ate just a bit and I let her eat the rest since I know how much she loves white chocolate.

It's autumn. Have I mentioned that already? Nevermind if I have or not. The park looks amazing. The branches are filled with gorgeous contrasts of colors. The only green on the ground is around benches and on the paths.

We haven't talked much that day, I had my head on her lap and she played with my hair. The sky was blue, as I love it, and the air was warm. You can say that it was the perfect day. And it was the best day I ever had.

"Do you like me?" She asked me.

"No, I don't like you." The glint in her eyes turned to the storm.

"Then why are you with me?"

"Because I love you." Saying 'I love you' was different, it lifted some unknown weight off my heart and made me feel light as a feather.

Melanie nodded in satisfaction and bent down to kiss me but decided otherwise and slapped me.

I jumped away. "What? Why?" She just laughed and mocked me at my reaction.

"Y-you de-deserved it! You ma-made me worried t-there. Hahaha!" She laughed as I touched my stinging cheek. She slapped me very hard. It wasn't that playful slap, but real one.

In revenge I started chasing her then as I got to her I picked her up and carried her to the collected leaves where I dropped her and started tickling her. Every now and then I would stop tickling her to let her get some air and then I continued torturing her again.

Then night came and the city was bustling with activity under the full moon. The moon is rejuvenating her, giving her some new energy and she looked even more gorgeous than during day.

There isn't any more beautiful sight than her smiling. Not even Mona Lisa's smile (whose smile is creepy even though it has been drawn for twenty years) could rival Melanie's. I enjoyed every second of sight of her smiling.

***months passed***

It's Melanie's birthday tomorrow and it's winter. She told me that she will be spending her birthday with her family in other city and that she will come late that night.

I believed her. I called her in the morning to say good morning to her and to wish her happy birthday. She replied it cheerfully and I was happy that she was happy even though those last days she has been spending a lot time with her friends.

I believed her. Until that day, her birthday, I had to go to the shop. I was happy until I saw a couple on the place where I asked her her out for the first time and where we kissed for the first time.

The guy was the guy that hate me and whom I hate as well. He smiled that his awful smile on which girls fell. His green eyes were like frozen grass, bright and reflecting the light. He saw me and smirked then kissed the girl standing in front of me. She looked familiar, she looked way too familiar, those fading blue highlights on the end of hair, her slightly wavy hair and the way she stood before the kiss, I know because I looked at that girl many times before I asked her out.

She didn't resist. She kissed the guy with as much love as she kissed me with. When the kiss ended the guy greeted me as if we are best buddies.

"What's up Ethan?" The girl stiffened and wouldn't turn. "Why don't you say 'hi' to your boyfriend Melanie? Or should I say your ex-boyfriend?" His grin grew wild. Melanie slowly turned towards me with her head looking at her feet.

My fists clenched inside my pockets. Then they became wet and sticky. They hurt but it wasn't anywhere near how my broken heart hurt. I tried to keep my composure and I succeeded. I turned back to my house.

"Wait Ethan. It's now what it seems it is." Before she got too close to me I pulled my hand out of my pocket and motioned her to stop. I could feel blood trickling faster now that my fist is unclenched. It kept dripping on the snow turning snow into strawberry red. I haven't even looked at her.

I could hear her crying but I couldn't cry, not yet. But as I made few steps toward my house, the tears started slowly wetting my face. The cold air froze them almost as soon as they got out.

The frozen tears stinged as much as that slap for making her worried hurt. I hated it, I hated those damned feelings I had for her.

The love I had for her started rotting my heart, turning it from big and red to small, black and inhabited with worms.

She stopped following me. It was as much relief as it hurt. I wanted time to go back where I just looked at her without any courage to ask her out. But there is no such thing as going back to the past.

I got into the house silently, went to my room and packed things in a backpack. Not long after that I was speeding away on my bike. I turned my phone off so no one could call me.

I just followed the road not seeing, not hearing, not saying anything.

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