Melody screams, waking herself up. Her heart beats violently inside of her chest as she looks up at her clock, her vision pulsating with her heart beat.
7:19 am.
She sighs, trying to calm her boiling blood.
“Sam should be up right now getting ready for his audition, I’ll call him.” she thinks to herself
She reaches her arm out to the coffee table, her fingers frantically scratching at the table until the cell phone slides to her.
“Hello?” croaks a very groggy Sam.
“Hey, it’s me.” Melody says.
Sam perks up at the sound of her voice, pressing his lips closer to the phone. “Hey, I was worried when I woke up and you weren’t there. Is everything ok?”
“Oh, sorry I let myself out.” She can just picture how saddened he must have looked when he noticed she was missing; something inside of her drops to her stomach.
“It’s ok. Did you dream about him again?” he asks.
“Um, kind of…” Melody replies.
Sam gives a long pause before answering, “What happened?”
“Well he gave me my necklace back.”
“Ok, that’s good. Anything else?”
“Well, he tried to make out with me, but I got away before he could.”
“The guy just won’t give it up will he?” Sam laughs.
They awkwardly laugh, trying to fight off some of the tension that’s hanging between them. A long, “ding-dong” noise rings throughout the small apartment, startling Melody and causing her to jump. She jogs to the front door, the phone pressed to her ear by her shoulder, listening to Sam tune his guitar on the other end as she pulls the door open.
“Hello, Melody.” Adam greats.
She drops the phone; it makes a clattering noise as it hits the vinyl flooring. Adam stands in her door way, in flesh and blood with an excited grin smeared across his face.
“Hey! Melody! Are you there?” the phone yells from down by her feet.
Melody’s mouth hangs on its hinges as her mind scrambles on what to do. “Adam? But how…?”
Sam shouts through the phone again, “Melody, stay where you are… I'm coming!” The phone makes a clicking noise as Sam hangs up.
“So… I'm real!” Adam announces, holding his arms out, his face beaming with excitement.
She steps away from the door frame, shaking her head in disbelief that he is standing on her door mat. “How did you find me?”
He smiles, coming in for a kiss like it’s the appropriate time to send her in to another dizzying array of goose bumps. The minty smell of Adam’s breath barely reaches her nose before Sam comes running down the hall to her apartment.
He grabs the back of Adam’s shirt, flinging him out the door frame before he can come completely into Melody’s apartment,
“What did I tell you? You touch her, I hurt you!” Sam shouts, his pulse racing and temples throbbing.
Adam puts his hands up, backing away from the apartment, winking at Melody one last time before spinning on his heels and walking towards the stairs, acting like it’s just any other day. Sam slams the front door, knocking the picture that he had taken for her off its nail; it smashes against the floor into a pile of glass and wood. His hand trembles and sweats as he reaches out for her, but Melody has already made her way into his arms.
Sam breathes in; his nose nestled in her hair. “Stay with me, please. I don’t think you would be safe here.” he begs.
She nods, pulling him down the hall with her; she empties out her closet into a duffle bag. Sam throws it over his shoulder and walks her out to his orange Station Wagon as Melody fumbles for his fingers. “So are you just going to drop me off at your place?” She asks once she finds his fingers.
Sam looks at her, a look of shock painted across his face. “No! I can’t leave you alone. You’re coming with me.” He leans down, tilting her chin up to kiss her before opening the orange passenger door for her.