Between The Lines
Chap. 9
Unlaced
The next morning I woke up to not only a raging headache but also 4 missed calls and 2 urgent voicemails from work. Criss' alarm clock read 9:30 A.M. and I yawned widely as I climbed over him to unhook my phone from its charger.
"Awake already?" He questioned cutely as he brushed his dark hair out of his eyes.
"I got woken up from my phone blaring my head off." I replied.
"Edward again?" Criss nudged my side playfully.
My eyes rolled. "EDWIN. And no, it's work."
"Oh, that can't ever be good." His arms stretched and I swore I heard his shoulder pop.
I re-dialed my missed call and it instantly connected me to the Oak Forrest mental hospital's main answering service. I dialed extension 285 and it transferred me to Maria.
"Hello, Oak Forrest Psychiatric Hospital this is Maria speaking?" She greeted.
"Hey, Maria. It's Melissa… what's going on? You guys called me like 20 times this morning…" I questioned as I laid my head back against the pillows.
"Melissa! Oh thank goodness! Dr. Julian has been trying to get a hold of you for 2 hours. Let me transfer you. Hold on a second." She paused for a moment then asked, "Oh, by the way… how is Mr. Magic?"
I chuckled. "Magical, thank you."
She laughed. "I want to hear all about it when you get back, DETAILS!"
The line went to music for about 3 minutes before Dr. Julian answered.
"Nurse Holloway?" He picked up seeming rather frazzled.
"Hello, Dr. Julian. How you are?" I replied.
"I've been better. I hate to ask you this, but we need you to come back to the ward as soon as possible."
"Why what's going on?" My heart dropped.
"It seems that your stepfather Paul is refusing any treatment unless he speaks with you."
"But, you know how I feel about speaking with him…" I sighed.
"Melissa, I wouldn't ask this of you… but he says that it has to do with your mother. The police say that she went in the hospital the same night that he checked in here. She went in due to physical abuse and there's no doubt that Paul is the culprit. The issue is that he won't give the police any statements and as long as he's locked up in here, he's still considered 'insane' so therefore he can use that in court as a back up case. Smart man to come to a mental institution after trying to commit murder."
"Murder? He tried to kill her too?" I exclaimed. "I fucking knew it! That sick son of bitch!"
Criss instantly glanced over at me and raised his eyebrow.
"How badly is my mother hurt?" I asked desperately.
"She should be alright. The word I got from Klayton County Hospital was that he pushed her down a flight of stairs. She broke her arm and her right ankle, other than that she got just minor cuts and bruises."
I shook my head in disgust. "I'll be there as soon as possible, thank you for calling me."
After I hung up with Dr. Julian I shut my eyes and threw my cell phone down across the bed.
"Criss, I hate to tell you this… but I need to go back home."
"I know, I heard." He mumbled softly. "I'll schedule the flight right now."
"I'm so sorry." I nearly cried as I watched him reach for his phone and search through his contacts. "I don't want to leave you."
"You're not leaving me, I'm going with you." He stated.
I shook my head. "No, you can't do that again. Look at what happened the last time you left. I feel horrible about that."
He shot me a crooked glance. "It was my car Melissa, not my leg."
"I don't care… it was still horrible! Plus you can't let your fans down again. You've got a show tomorrow night. I'll be fine, it's only for like two days. I'll go and see what that son of bitch has to say to me, talk the police and come right back." I rambled.
Criss sighed as he called his management. "Are you positive?"
"Yes." I replied.
"Okay, but you better call me every single chance that you get. I don't like the idea of you being alone with this bastard." His jaw tensed and before I could reply he was making arrangements for my flight.
We both stood outside of the Vegas airport making complete mushy fools out of ourselves. My flight was set for noon and if Criss didn't stop making out with me I knew I wasn't going to make my flight on time.
"Okay… one more… just one…" I giggled as my lips attached themselves to his again.
"I love you. Promise me you'll be safe?" He nearly begged me as his hand gently ran through my hair.
I nodded. "I promise. I love you more. I'll call you as soon as I get home."
"Okay. Don't make me fly out there like last time. You know I will." He laughed as he headed back into his Bentley.
Even though I had his best interest in mind a part of me really felt like it was a better idea if he came with. Maybe I should have listened to him because as I watched him drive away the sudden panic of being alone started to kick in.
I thought it was absolutely horrible what was going on in Melissa's life. I wished that there was something I could do to make it all better for her. Most of all, I wished that my schedule wasn't so incredibly insane that I could actually be there for her.
Since I had planned on spending my day with Melissa I had cancelled all of my other plans. Shit, that meant that for once in a long period of time I really had nothing specific to do. Wow… what was I going do? Then it dawned on me. Now was an absolutely perfect time to go out to lunch with Kelly and her son since Melissa had left. That way she wouldn't have to be subjected to the drama of it all when she came back. Brilliant. I made my way incognito like wearing a typical pair of jeans and a plain black T-shirt with sunglasses and a baseball cap to the West Towers. Thank God it was Monday. The Luxor was dead on Mondays, especially during the early afternoon hours. I didn't bother with a security guard. I could handle myself. Room 246, right? That was wrong. It was actually, room 2246. The West towers had levels. She must have left out the floor number.
On the elevator ride up to level 22 a brunette mid aged women stepped inside and eyed me for a long moment.
"Excuse me, this sounds retarded… but are you Criss Angel?" She laughed as she glanced me over and then focused her eyes on a Believe add that was hanging above the elevator control panel.
I shrugged. "Nope."
"Sure look a hell of a lot like him." She grinned as the elevator stopped and before the doors opened she nearly ran into them.
I chuckled loudly.
I sure do.
When I came room number 2246 I drew in a deep breath and knocked three times in a row. It was about one minute later and the door creaked open with loud music blaring the background. It took me a moment but when the rock singers voice registered in my ears I smiled to myself. Korn. God, I loved this song.
Keep holding on
When my brain's ticking like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts
Have come again to get me…
"Oh! Criss!" Amelia peaked only her head out of the door. "I thought it was the cleaning service or something. Come on in…"
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along, mockingbird
You don't affect me
That's right
Deliver it to my heart
Please strike
Be deliberate…
The door opened further and I entered inside of two bed hotel room. It didn't take me but an instant to notice that Amelia was alone and that she had just gotten out of the shower and was in the middle of getting dressed.
"I'm sorry if I interrupted you…"
Wait, I'm coming undone
Unlaced, I'm coming undone
Too late, I'm coming undone
What looks so strong, so delicate…
"You didn't. I'm always happy to see you. I'm sorry I'm practically naked." She blushed as stood halfway in the bathroom door reaching for a gothic style corset top, wearing nothing but a pair of black bikini underwear and a lacey bra. I swallowed hard and cleared my throat trying to peel my eyes off her. "I-it's okay."
Wait, I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
What looks so strong, so delicate
"Are you looking for Kelly?" She asked me as she adjusted the top around her waist.
I nodded. "Yeah. Where is she?"
"They went to the pool, they should be back soon." She assured still struggling with her complicated top.
"I like this song." I pointed out randomly in attempts to get my mind off of her figure.
"Yeah, I figured out how to wire up my I-Pod to the hotels T.V." She replied. "Hey, do you mind lacing up the back of this corset for me, it's seriously on my last fucking nerve!"
No, dear God… no… I swear she was Satan in the flesh.
Choke, choke again
I find my demons were my friends
Getting me in the end
They're out to get me
"Sure, hun, no problem." I barely whispered as I headed into the bathroom and cautiously took hold of the strings behind her back.
"Thank you." She seemed to purr. Unless it was my imagination.
As my hands pulled on the laces she placed her elbows on the bathroom sink and slightly bent downward, her backend inches away from my waist. Her eyes gazed into mine through the mirror and she muttered, "It's okay if you make tight."
Was she trying to physically murder me? I think so…
Since I was young
I tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet sugar gun
Does not protect me
That's right
Trigger between my eyes
Please strike
Make it quick now
I tugged harder and she exhaled biting down on her silver lip rings. "How's that?"
"Perfect, Criss. Thank you." She winked at me in the mirror but for some odd reason neither one of us moved and my hands remained frozen on her hips.
I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like I'm not getting better
Not getting better…
Amelia slowly turned around and faced me her hands slipping into mine.
"Tell me something, just one thing… and be completely 100% honest with me, no bullshit. If I were to kiss you right now, this very second… what would you do?" She questioned playfully.
I swallowed hard and closed my eyes trying to focus on nothing but Melissa and how absolutely wonderful she was and how ridiculous I was behaving.
"I don't know, Amelia-" Before I could finish her lips interrupted me and I felt her hands sensually running through my hair. Needless to say, it wasn't long before the corset I had just tediously laced was undone and strewn across the floor.
Wait, I'm coming undone
Unlaced, I'm coming undone
Too late, I'm coming undone
What looks so strong, so delicate
NOTE: I've noticed that I've used a lot of songs in this fic, but's NO it's not a song-fanfiction. LOL! I just find that some songs relate to the chapter or if the song is involved in the chapter then I post the lyrics incase some readers dont know the song. (: Thanks for reading and as always please review!
Always,
Deppdependant