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Chapter 38

Melanie's POVn't George, Paul and John all picked me up and we headed back to Liverpool on the bus. I wasn't looking forward to it, I didn't want to see Winnie. She just drove me off the edge. I didn't feel like going back and seeing her would do any good, not for me at least.

"Why are you so worried?" George asked in a whisper 

"I'm not worried, I just don't want to go back" I rolled my eyes

"Stop it Melanie, you're so damn stubborn" George sighed 

"I think it'll be good for you" Paul shrugged

"That's your opinion" I shook my head and John looked at me

"I've been through stuff like this, not wanting to see my family. But it only goes so far and then you lose them forever, wishing you had just went to see them or talk to them" John explained

Was he talking about his mother. Who died last year? Or about how his relationship with his aunt Mimi? Maybe about his dad?Looked at him and he gave me a look. It wasn't a hard look or an angry look, it was a look I didn't see often. A sympathetic look.  

"You need to be happy" John said before turning his gaze to the window 

"I can't" I shrugged

"You need to try" He laid his head against the window

I found what I've been looking for in myself, while I was away from home I discovered my own happiness. I didn't need other people to make me happy. It felt so good to be alone, it made me feel like I belonged. Like I was free.

"I already found my life living for, away from them, I don't go out much at all, and I've never been the type to call. I realized to be happy, I need to find myself." I looked at John who shot me his gaze 

"I've been desperately alone, I found a life living for someone else, myself" I gave a definite look

"You're not happy, you just think you are" George shook his head

"I'd rather be alone then be in a crowd of people who don't care, I've finally found a way to be happy. I don't want to go back" I argued 

"Too late" Paul said sympathetically, up ahead was the bus stop. The one at the top of dingle. I was home. 

Written by Hannah 

A/N

I listen to music a lot when I write, I was listening to 'Happy' by Marina and the diamonds and it gave me a lot of ideas for this chapter. And there's some quotes from it. If you know them then ily 💁💕

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