+ Meghan's P.O.V +
A month had gone by since the day Will and I watched movies and ate ice cream. We got really funny looks at dinner and Grace questioned me afterwards but I just told her that he apologised and that we were on good terms. I'm pretty sure she at least half-believed me. I never had been a good liar.
I'd gotten heaps of assignments done and handed in and I was finally feeling confident in my school work. I had just finished my science assignment when the doorbell rang. I hopped out of my chair and ran to the front door. I was in a really happy mood, so today I was able to open the door today without a fake smile plastered on my face. As soon as I opened the door that smiles quickly vanished. There in the pouring rain stood Johnno with a bouquet of daisies wrapped in ribbon and purple paper. Being the good hostess, maid, whoever I'm called, I lead him inside and gave him a towel to dry off with.
He thanked me profusely then got down on one knee. I had already forgiven him but really!?
"Meghan I'm really sorry I never wanted to hurt your feelings and make you run away. After the fight that morning I didn't see you again and then when I came around to apologise you weren't there and Martha said that you had gone but I had to find you and apologise. So here I am hoping that you will forgive me and in due time maybe I could be your boyfriend!?" He knelt there with a look of utter hope on his face and I couldn't say no to the forgiveness but I knew that I would never go out with him.
Just as I was about to reply I saw, ok well I heard it before I saw it but, Will stomped back up the stairs and slammed his door shut. At that precise moment, Grace just had to butt in making it even worse.
"Oooooh looks like Meghan has boy problems!" I gave her a look which she knew as the ' I will explain later face' and she turned on her heel and went into the kitchen
"Johnno I accept your apology but right now I can't see us ever together. As horrible as that sounds you will always be my friend but let's just leave at that for now ok!? Right now isn't really a good time for you to be here Johnno ... I have work to do and you need to go". With that he nodded, hugged me and left.
Racing up the stairs I ignored Graces pleas and stopped in front of Wills bedroom door. I didn't want to be on bad terms with Will. I had to fix what Johnno had ruined. Knocking on his door I got a low grunt and a go away from him but I wasn't having any of it. I barged into the room and saw a sight I never thought I would see. Will McIntyne clutching a pillow and crying his eyes out. I couldn't care less right now if he was mad at me I couldn't just leave him in here crying like this knowing that I had partly caused this. I walked over to the side of the bed and patted Will's shoulder. He slowly lifted his head and when he saw me his eyes glazed over like a force field was protecting them from everyone and everything. I'm taken aback by the look in his eyes and I almost break down and cry right there.
"Will I'm sorry if I hurt you ... I don't like Johnno he likes me and tried to come onto me a while ago I'm sorry for everything I've ever done I ruin lives if it weren't for me my paren ..." I break off then realising that I almost told him about my parents. I had never told anybody about my parents and I wasn't about to just yet.
# Wills P.O.V #
I'm heading down the stairs and toward the kitchen when I see it not just anything. I see him, I don't know his name but he is kneeling on the floor in front of my blossom with a bouquet of daisies. I feel dead. I watch for a few minutes then storm back up the stairs. I slam my bedroom door and collapse on my bed. I wipe my eyes hoping to forget that horrible sight I just saw when I pull my hands away and they are wet. I'm crying?! I never cry man, this is messed up. I feel so dead and betrayed. I feel like I'm watching myself from outside my body. I pull a pillow towards me and hug it fiercely. Just then a knock sounds on the door and I tell them to go away. Apparently, nobody gets the message because the door opens seconds later and somebody taps my shoulder. I lift my head and see Meghan looking at me. I set a resolve in my mind that I won't get as close to her again or any closer than I already have. She must have seen the resolve show in my eyes because she steps back and looks wary.
"Will I'm sorry if I hurt you ... I don't like Johnno he likes me and tried to come onto me a while ago I'm sorry for everything I've ever done I ruin lives if it weren't for me my paren ..." she then halts. Was she about to say, parents? Why would she be the cause of misfortune to her parents?!
Walking over to the door I open it and motion for her to step through. Looking quite sad she trudges over to the door and stops right in front of the threshold and says "I'm sorry Will I'll tell you everything in time!" and with that, she steps over the threshold and into her room. As she closed her door she looked into my eyes and I made a new promise to myself then and there.
I was going to find out everything about my little blossom whether it was the last thing i did, and it was in this moment that I realised that I was falling for my blossom and I was falling quickly.
+ Meghan's P.O.V +
I shut my door and flop onto my bed. Grabbing my pillow I hug it and the tears just flow. Before I know it two warm arms engulf me in a hug from behind. Turning around I expect to see a smiling face and warm grey eyes just waiting to apologise but instead I'm greeted by a pair of pale green eyes and a sorrowful smile. I turn around and embrace her properly. Grace is an amazing person and I can't blame her for everything her brother has done to me. She pulls back and looks at me with those sad and sorry eyes and I can't stand it anymore. I break down in her arms and she coaxes me until I have no more tears to shed. After telling her what happened she spared no pity. Grabbing my hand and my towel she shoves me into my ensuite and tells me to shower stat. She then shuts the door and warns me she would be back in 5 minutes. I quickly wash my hair and my body then hop out. Just as I finish wrapping the towel around my body the door slams open and I hear the cheerful and overexcited voice of Grace exclaiming how lucky she was that I had the towel on.
Walking back into my room she throws a very very fluffy dressing gown at me and some underwear and tells me to cover up then come into her room. Doing as I'm told moments later I step into her room and am astounded at all of the glitter and sparkle and tiny costumes.
"Ummmm what is all of this for?" I ask overwhelmed by the huge amount of things I have never seen before. She turns to me and looks at me as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. She didn't answer me so I guess that means I just have to wait until we get there.
She does my hair in soft ringlets and puts base layers into my face. Then comes the hard part. Dresses. Hundreds upon thousands. Endless amounts thrown at me all of them either "make my skin look pale" or "my eyes don't shine enough". that was until she found a pale pink long-sleeved a-line dress. It stopped at mid-thigh and had a flowy skirt. The bottom of the skirt was hemmed with dark blue lace. And the back came down into a V. After pulling the dress on over my head I acknowledged how slim it made me look. Cute but respectable. She then gave me a pair of heels covered in a type of mesh that laced up at the front and a zip concealed on the side of the foot. After finishing my makeup with some pale lipstick and violet eyeshadow she gave me a necklace that encased dozens of sapphires. Pairing that with some simple gold earrings and a clip-on bow bracelet she finally let me look at myself in the mirror. I look stunning. More beautiful than I've ever looked before. I don't know exactly where we are going but I look so good that I don't care right now.
Looking over at Grace she was squeezing into a very gold and very glittery knee-length dress. Matching it with gold pumps a huge bulky black and gold necklace and dark red lipstick. Grabbing my charged phone and the house keys I place them in the pockets in my dress and zipped them shut. Oh, how I love dresses with pockets in them. I get in the taxi that I had called as I knew that wherever we were going Grace would have alcohol and not be able to drive us home.
Home, I called it home. The mansion in which I worked and had been staying for four months I was finally able to class it as home. I had always had trouble calling places home since my parents died but now I was able to. I was comfortable. Looking at the photo on my phone case and kissing her I know that I will never forget them.
# Wills P.O.V #
I arrive at Trent's house ready for the party of my life. I park my Audi on the curb 4 houses down and enter his house. I walk in grab a beer and head outside to the pool where I know Trent and the other guys are hanging out. I never feel like I fit in with them but I need friends and these guys just accepted me. I find them and half of them are already sucking off some random girls faces. Rob is hanging out with his boyfriend and the rest of the guys are talking about playing beer pong. I only observe when they play beer pong. I know that the beer is spiked so I leave it alone.
I walk over to the dance floor and random girls start pulling me into the huge mob of sweaty people. I oblige. Maybe this is just what I need to get her off of my mind.
+ Meghan's P.O.V +
We arrive at a very elegant double story house. A party is in full swing and I know exactly where we are. A high school party. Walking through the front door with Grace by my side she hands me a beer which I gracefully decline and pulls me towards the dance floor. We start dancing and I feel eyes on me but I ignore it and just sway my hips to the beat following Graces dance moves. Then although I haven't drunk anything I need to go to the bathroom. Grace tells me where it is and I thank her before making my way down the hallway and up the stairs. I enter the bathroom and just as I'm about to shut the door a man about Wills age with Johnnos build comes through the door. Hes very well built with lots of muscle. He also looks very drunk. His black hair is a mess and his jeans hang low on his hips. He stalks towards me and touches my hair, rubbing it between his fingers and then he cups my chin. He edges his face forward and i know what comes next.