Beautiful
SUMMARY: Love was lost. She had it; it was beautiful. But then she lost that. Someone helped her to see the beauty once more, and was even more beautiful.
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"You what?"
"He asked me out to dinner. What's the harm?"
Catherine groaned. Oh man. How would she counter that.
"Ate. You don't even know him all too well." she said, calmly.
"Cat, please don't continue this. Can you at least let me have dinner? And then I'll see what he's really like. Okay?"
"Ugh. Fine. But if he does something to harm you, don't say I didn't warn you." she replied, her voice dropping slightly. "Semestral break is after tomorrow's exams. So, I'll see you during lunch tomorrow? And make sure you tell me what happens."
"Of course I will. Bye, C. Good luck tomorrow."
"Thanks. Bye." she said, hanging up.
Melanie was glad to be released from the hospital. She only suffered some difficulty in walking, but that was about it. She had to be a bit gentler than usual.
She returned the phone to its' cradle and proceeded to her bathroom, where she decided to use the old tabo method, in order to avoid the suddenness of water gushing down on her.
Her bathroom was well-lit, simply decorated, and spacious. She took the heater and boiled some water. The doctor had suggested a warm bath or shower, but he told her to be gentle.
While she waited for her water to boil, she decided to check her messenger, to see who was online, or to see who she could talk to, at least.
Once signing on, she saw that her younger sister, Camille, was online. Camille was a big fan of the WWE, but another JBL-hater, like Catherine.
She clicked on Camille's name.
Melanie: Hey Cam!
Camille: Hey sis. How's it going? I heard from Ate C. that you got hospitalized earlier.
Melanie: Yeah, but I'm fine.
Camille: Gladly, you are. Hm. Dad was really getting worried about you.
Melanie: Tell them I'm okay. Just minor injuries... that's all I suffered, don't worry.
Camille: Phew. Mom says to call her later or tomorrow.
Melanie: Okay. I will. You know who crashed into me?
Camille: No. You haven't said who yet.
Melanie: It's JBL.
Camille: JBL? YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING! HE CRASHED INTO YOU? DOESN'T HE HAVE A DRIVER???
Melanie: It's okay, sis. He apologized, paid for my bills, and is taking me out to dinner tonight.
Camille: OH MY GOD!!!
Melanie: Haha.
Camille: Hard to believe HE crashed into you. And you have free dinner with a WWE Superstar? How unfair is that?
Melanie: Cam, you'll get your chance. One day. Hopefully.
Camille: Haha. I hope so. Fill me in next time.
Melanie: Sure.
Camille: Oh, gotta go. I've got school tomorrow. Good night!
Melanie: Good night, Cammie!
Camille signed out. Melanie smiled. Tonight was going to be unbelievable.
Melanie signed out as well. She checked on the water, and saw that it was already good enough. She poured some of the hot water into the bigger barrel and locked the door. She undressed and wet her hair using the tabo, then carefully pouring it over the injuries. She winced, but the pain wasn't too much, and proceeded with her slow bath.
She finished, and walked to her closet. She searched the wardrobe for anything nice she could wear. After some time, she found a pretty red silk dress that was up to her knees, and a pair of gold sandals that complemented the dress nicely. She decided she liked this, and would wear it that evening.
She started fixing her hair, and made sure that not a strand was out of its' place. She wanted to look neat.
After she had applied her makeup, the doorbell rang, and she grabbed her handbag. This was probably John.
She double-checked for her credit card, wallet, and keys. Those would be necessary.
After doing so, she took a last look at the mirror, and said to herself, "Good luck."
She opened the door, and there, John was standing. He was in a nice suit, and he held out some white roses.
Her face brightened as she took the flowers. "White roses!" she exclaimed. "How did you know?"
"Lucky guess." he replied, grinning. "You look lovely tonight."
She blushed. "Thank you."
He led her towards the limousine, and opened the door for her. She smiled at this gesture, and he entered after her, closing the door.
"You're pretty strong, Melanie. I wouldn't know why you were begging to be discharged from the hospital and that you went to dinner with the guy that hit you." he said. "Unique, you are."
She laughed. "Thanks, John. Well, you showed you're a real gentleman. It's something rare these days."
"I try my best." he replied, grinning. "So we'll be eating at the hotel tonight-- they've got great food. All right with you?"
"Of course."
"Remember, it's on me."
All right, that's it for chapter three. How was it?
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