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I'm reading Breaking Dawn right now and I think Reneesme is a cutie(:

Life is just a party so come as you are.
Dress it up or dress it down, never forget your guitar.
Just be courageous, this styles contagious
Everyone can rock out like a superstar.

Lets get crazy.
Get up and dance
Take a swing, do your thing
If were taking a chance
Lets get crazy
Yeah just kick up your heels
Dont miss out, time to shout
Always keeping it real
Lets get crazy
Crazy

Crazy, by Hannah Montana

Chapter 35

-o-o-o-Flash back -o-o-o-

I was 7 years old and it was Father's day at school. While everyone else brought their fathers and handing them crafts that they made for them, I just stood by the window. Looking like a lone child, holding a pink piece of paper with a heart. Made from macaroni, which was painted purple, sloppily.

'Daddy' was written in the middle with my sloppy scribbling. Where was my Dad? I wasn't sure...

"Melody, sweetie, would you like to go home early?" The teacher asked, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder. I could see pity all over her face.

I sighed heavily as I peeked over her shoulder. Everyone else was laughing joyfully, some on their father's laps showing them random things that they made.

"Yes please" I nodded, and I let her take my hand. I clutched the heart to my chest and was led to the phone. The teacher dialed my mother's number and waited patiently. Smiling down at me she said, "Hello, Ms. Swan, your daughter would like to talk to you"

"Why what's wrong with her!?" I heard my mother shriek worriedly, the teacher had to hold the phone away from her ear.

"Nothing is wrong with her, Ma'am, she's perfectly fine" The teacher assured her. After nodding and a couple of low murmurs, she finally handed it to me.

"Mommy?" I mumbled quietly.

"Oh, Charly, baby what's wrong?" She demanded, a hint of hysteria in her voice.

"Nothing" I said softly, "Mommy, I want to go home" I practically begged. I wasn't going to start crying now, people would think I would be pathetic. I can't allow that.

There was a long pause on the other line and I waited impatinetly for an answer. "Is today father's day..?" She asked, anger and sadness evident in her voice.

"Yes" I responded, holding onto the pink paper tighter.

"Alright, I'll be there in 10 minutes" She said gently. Before she hung up the phone I heard her say, "I shouldn't have let her go to school today"

I gave the phone back to the teacher and grabbed my backpack and jacket from my desk. I waved goodbye to my friends and faked a grin. The fathers looked mystified as I smiled, but I had no clue why.

I exited the classroom and out into the cold. I hated the fact that the school had no warm hallways, it was an outdoorsy kind. The wind whipped my face as I struggled to get to the warmth and comfort of the office.

A gust of wind knocked the breath out of me and pulling the pink paper from the my hand. I watched in horror as my masterpiece was tore into two by a sharp branch from a tree. The two pieces lingered in the wind, looking like a broken heart.

The wind stopped abruptly and they fell to the ground like weightless feathers. I didn't know why, but I looked up and there he was. The same guy that I screamed from at night. The one that watched me at night as I slept in fright.

I grew tense as he stared back at me. He was a few feet away, the only standing between us was the pices of my broken heart. "Thank you" He said lovingly, confusing me.

"Who are you?" I demanded, but before he could answer..

"Melody!" My mother's familiar voice called. I whipped around and found her car parked by the road. Her face was full of worry and terror. I ran to the car without a second glance, getting in hurriedly.

While I buckled my seatbelt, my mother sped towards home. "Melody, I don't want you going anywhere near that man again!" My mother ordered in fury.

I looked up at her in fear, "Why?" I asked bravely.

"Because I said so that's why!" My mother responded, still fuming.

"But I feel connected to him, Mommy" I argued softly, sinking into my seat. I heard her gasp, but she didn't say another word. That was the end of the heated conversation.

I didn't know that man, but I knew that he was connected to me. I also knew that my mom was angry at him. Very, very angy.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

I clenched my fists in my lap, as I glared at my mother and father. We were in the hospital waiting room. I was sitting in a blue plastic chair and they were across from me sitting in the same chairs.

They disgusted me, I nearly forgot about the conversation I had before the tragic thing happened. Natasha was in the emergency room, getting treated quickly. They assured us that she wouldn't die. She just got really hurt from the lion that attacked her. Well that was one bitch of a lion to attack her like that!

Jacob wouldn't leave her side, but Kailey sat beside me. Glaring at Bella as well. She had a protective arm around me and one across her stomach, her hand around mine. "You should be ashamed of yourself" Kailey spat at Bella.

Bella didn't answer, she just stared at the floor. I can't believe Edward still loved her from the way she hurts people.

"I. Hate. Both. Of. You." I said slowly, anger rising inside of me. Edward just stared at me, his expression blank.

Kailey, kissed my forehead affectionately. "I'll be right back, sweetie, I'm going to the bathroom." She said, rising from her seat.

"I'll be alright Mom" I assured her, smiling weakly. She nodded and hurried to the bathroom. Now I was alone, with two of the most worst people in the world.