Melody's POV

Until Will died, I thought that only characters in books felt numb. The day he died was when I realized that I was horribly wrong. You actually can feel numb.
This was my first complete thought since I realized what day it was. If breathing wasn't involuntary, I would probably be blue right now due to lack of oxygen.
I heard the door to the balcony being opened and closing again. I just snuggled deeper into the fluffy duvet. I heard the door to the hallway open, and I poked my head out from under the blanket and opened one eye.
"You know it would've been easier just to use the door, right?" Niall said.
"Well, duh! But where would be the fun in that?" Louis answered.
"Where's the fun in anything?" I said in a monotone, closing my eye. It stung.
I heard whispers among the boys, but didn't bother to try and make out what they were saying. I just pulled the comforter above my head and curled up into a ball under it, hugging my knees to my chest, burying my head between them.
The bed dipped near my feet, then on either side of me with the weight of five man-children sitting. The blanket was ripped off me and I shivered at the sudden change in temperature.
"You know, I heard from Heather that she could curl into a little ball like that, but I didn't believe her," Niall said.
"Give. It. Back." I growled. The warmth of the comforter returned and I stuck my head out the top.
"Uh, I don't know how to handle this.... any ideas?" Niall said.
"Mel, we know you're sad that your brother is.... uh..." Louis trailed off as he tried to find a nice way to say it.
"Dead," I said, throwing it out there, knowing he wouldn't say it. They all looked at me weirdly. "Well?! He's dead, isn't he?! Why not just call it what it is? You can't sugarcoat death!"
"Okay," Louis said, still unsure. "We know you're sad that your brother is dead, but he's in a better place now."
"Ugh! That's the worst thing you can say to someone."
"No it's not. You could say --" Harry slapped his hand over Zayn's mouth before he could say anything more.
"Look," Harry said, taking his hand slowly off Zayn's face. "What Zayn is trying to say is that we're sorry he's gone, but there isn't anything we can do about it."
I was silent for a minute. "What day is it?"
"Wednesday," the boys answered in unison.
"There isn't a concert tonight, is there?"
"Nope."
"Good," I said. "You know what? I think they use an entire box of dryer sheets, because this thing feels like it was made out of kittens," I said, petting the duvet.
"Would you people shut up? Lux finally fell asleep an hour ago and I'm tired! Go. Away," Lou shouted at us from across her bed across the room.
"It's noon, Lou! You've been sleeping for ten hours. Lux is already awake," Liam said, picking her up from the floor and holding up the small child as proof. Lux giggled.
"Then go away."
I grinned. "You guys go. I'll be there in a minute. I have to get dressed."
"Get Lux dressed, too, would ya?" Lou shouted.
"You're gonna regret that!" I shouted back.
"Doubt it!" she replied, rolling over.
"Oh, trust me. You will," I said quietly, getting out of bed and taking Lux from Liam. "Now scram!"

Notes

I am SOOOO bored. I haven't seen ANY of my friends since the day before the last day of school (I last saw them on May 23 or 24th or something. I don't remember which it is). Not including my friend that moved to Colorado or the friend that just moved back to the town that I live in. And I haven't talked to anyone that I finished middle school with. And that sucks, because I'm the only one. The only updates I've gotten about them is from my pastor. My PASTOR. And one of my friends has been hanging out with someone else every day. I'm pretty sure I know who it is but I can't say because I wasn't told who it was (it's confidential stuff, apparently) and I have no proof. And because of another reason, but I can't say. And she (my friend) doesn't even LIKE the person that I think it is! She's always complaining about her at lunch.
And the other one isn't answering my texts or emails and I SERIOUSLY doubt that she got grounded from using her phone again.
So, in other words, I'm not feeling the greatest about the relationship I have with my friends, because I feel like they're ignoring me.

For the record, I did NOT get Mother Nature's gift. But I DID, however, get Hunter Hayes tickets and new shoes!
Taylor Swift's RED Keds!
I think Keds is the brand that makes nurse shoes, because that's honestly what they look like. And I know some of you probably don't like Taylor Swift anymore because she broke up with Harry, but she's a nice person. She's just a little overdramatic.
But that's just my opinion, and I know not all of you probably agree with me, but that's how I take it.
Speaking of Taylor Swift, I have some important things to do. Like make a shopping list for my mother because I need hide-y socks to wear with these shoes if I don't want to look stupid. And I need color-safe shampoo and conditioner (I got my hair dyed yesterday!). And write the next chapter. And for those of you who are inquisitive as to why Taylor Swift reminded me that I need to go write the next chapter, no, it's not going to include Taylor Swift.
But I just kinda write whatever comes to mind. It's not a pre-planned thing that I do. I come here whenever I have the main idea of the chapter (and the time to type it) and I just start typing. It's a really unorganized process, which is why I don't update regularly (that and because my parents don't know about this), but it's the only one that I can cope with at the moment.
I've decided that I'm going to make this a 100-chapter story and then call it quits on this one, but stay subscribed because I MIGHT make a sequel. I just need to finish some of my other stories before I can do any sequels so I don't have so much on my plate.

Thanks for being patient with me and reading my rambling speeches about different stuff. I love you guys!

And now I have to go make lunch for the rugrats because I haven't done that yet. And I seriously need to write this next chapter.