(Poppy's POV)
I stood in the doorway of what was Em's room looking behind me at the boxes. Em's life...In boxes. Where the hell did Melissa get off? Who did she think she was? I went further into the room and she turned to face me.
"What've you done?" I asked
"Well it's the biggest bedroom and I have a lot of stuff...Besides Emma's dead she's not going to need it" Melissa said
"It's Emily!" I told her
"Same difference" Melissa commented
She made my blood boil. How could she have such little respect for Em's life? She didn't care! I tried so hard to keep my temper under control but this was too much! And why the hell should she be spared? I grabbed her fake blonde hair and dragged her out into the hallway where I let go. She turned round, looking pissed off.
"What the hell do you think you're doing you little brat?" She asked
I punched her hard and fast, straight in the nose and she fell to the floor.
"After I've beaten the shit out of you...I'll kill you!" I said
At that moment I wasn't lying...Why should she get to live when Em had to die? It wasn't fair, Em didn't deserve it! Melissa got back to her feet and tried to tackle me but I threw her against the wall.
"RACHEL!" Melissa screamed
"If you think she's going to help you...Think again!" I snarled
I was shaking with anger, I just couldn't contain it...Maybe Rachel would try and help her? But she wouldn't be able to. The stuff I did at school was petty fighting, I barely felt the anger...But this...I could feel it radiating from my entire body and it would take nothing short of a small army to stop me. I wanted blood. I punched her again even harder and she was back on the floor. I heard the footsteps on the stairs...More than one pair but I had no interest in that...I climbed on top of Melissa so she couldn't escape me and then I hit her again, several more times.
"Poppy!" Lara yelled "Stop it!"
I didn't listen...I kept hitting and hitting and hitting, I couldn't stop. Then she stopped fighting against me, just watched me. My hands found their way to Melissa's throat and I squeezed tighter and tighter...I wanted her to die! The selfish bitch didn't deserve to live! Despite efforts from both Rachel and Lara I kept going...My eyes were dark and full of hatred. I hated Melissa Ryan...
Lara wrapped her arms around me and tugged me off down the hallway. Finn and Phillip had joined us now and were watching silently. Lara took me a safe distance away and let me go. I ran at Melissa but Lara was in my way, I fought against her arms but it was useless.
"Poppy, don't fight me!" Lara said sternly
I stormed into Em's room where all Melissa's crap was and with one swoop of my arms her perfume bottles flew off the drawers and smashed on the ground. I pulled all the drawers from the frames and emptied them on the floor before picking up items of clothing and tearing them to shreds. It was like I was possesed like it wasn't me anymore...I just completely lost it. She had ruined the last things of my sister that I had left...I couldn't just let that go.
I carried on trashing the place, I tore her bedding off the bed, snapped her necklace and the beads bounced off the carpet, I smashed the lamp on the floor...Every single trace of Melissa was destroyed... Lara watched from a safe distance, I was acting too dangerous for her to get close and Rachel did the same but I think that was because deep down she wanted to do the same. I stormed back into the hallway after having nothing left to destroy. Lara stood in my way, her arms out to the sides...
"GET OUT OF MY WAY!" I yelled
"No. Poppy, leave it!" Lara said sternly
"WHY!? She put Em's things in a box! Like she was never here! Like she didn't fucking matter! WHY SHOULD SHE LIVE!?" I screamed
"Don't give her the satisfaction. If you kill her, that's your life over too! She'll have ruined that too. Don't stoop to her level..." Lara said trying to talk me down
I couldn't just stop it...I'd lost all control, my temper wasn't mine anymore. It had a mind of its own. Melissa had stood up and was watching me from behind Lara, blood dripping from her nose and lip. It was like putting a cat in front of a dog and expecting the dog to stay put...No chance.
"What!? So I let her walk all over the memory of my sister!?" I asked angrily
"If Emma's stuff was that important you should have moved it somewhere safe..." Melissa commented
"SHUT UP!" I screamed as loud as I could