Free Dream Haunter by Shayna Corinne

plucking the golden chain from the carpet,
running his finger across the engravings, praying,
“ God please don’t let anything happen to
her! Bring her back to me, God, please!”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter
Sixteen
    Adam and Melody lay wrapped in each
other’s arms on the sticky leather couch, eyes clinched shut, and
lips moist. That night Adam did the worst thing he could do to
Melody or even Sam. And she didn't even tell Adam to
stop.
    The next morning, Melody’s skin stinks
with guilt. She sits up, holding the sheets to the bed they had
moved to last night close to her chest.
    “ What have I done? What have
I done to me… and Sam… oh Sam…” she thinks
to herself as Adam moans and wakes up beside her.
    He snakes his arms around
her waist, kissing her bare back as Melody’s eyes begin to
tear. She slides away from him, her skin
squirming at his touch. “You were wrong. I hate you and me,” she
says, dryly.
      His lips leave a hot
trail on her neck. “No you don’t. You love you and me.”
    Melody becomes over whelmed with rage;
the blood coursing through her veins fuels the burning fire in her
stomach. “This is all you wanted from me, isn't it?”
    Adam works his way around to the front
of her face, his lips slowly making bitter contact with hers; she
feels nothing. She stares at the pile of clothing that was thrown
upon the floor last night, lifeless and empty.
    Adam grabs her chin, bringing her face
to face with him. “What is it?” he asks, trying to sound as
sympathetic as possible.
    Melody slides out from under
the black sheets, tears sliding down her cheek. “You didn't answer
my question so I guess this is all you wanted, right?”
    He remains silent, his eyes roaming
around her, making her skin tingle and crawl. Melody shoves her
feet into her jeans, yanking her t-shirt over her head, refusing to
make eye contact with Adam as she stomps out of the room and to the
front door.
    He runs after her, grabbing her wrist,
yanking on her arm. “You can’t leave.”
    She pulls her hand away from him, her
fingers reaching out to grasp the silver door knob. “Yes, I
can.”
    Adam’s fingers dig into her shoulders
as he pulls her back, spinning her around to face him. He raises
his fist, his eyes the same cold stone color they had been that one
night not so long ago, but tonight there’s a crack in the stone,
something within him trying to hold him back. He shakes his head,
clenching his jaw before sending his fist smashing into her jaw.
Melody’s feet slip on the tiles, almost crashing to the floor
before Adam grabs a fist full of hair, pulling her across floor and
over to the glass case, throwing her in it.
    “ Feel free to watch Sam,”
Adam sneers.
    The door of the glass case makes a
horrible screeching sound as he slams it shut. Her mind floats
easily off to the subject of Sam.
    ……………………………………………
    Sam sits over his bible in his bedroom,
resting his head in his hands as his shoulders shake. Melody’s arms
ach to hold him close and tell him how very sorry she is and that
he should find someone else that could love him the way that he
needs to be loved, with the respect he disserves.
    Sam’s head jerks up as he jumps from
his bed, walking to the front door.
    Melody stands up in the glass case;
something wrong is going to happen.
    “ No. Sam!” she screams, even
though she knows he can’t hear her.
      Adam pushes his way
into Sam’s flat, wringing his hands around Sam’s neck.
    “ SAM!” Melody’s voice
screeches as her heart picks up pace.
      Adam throws Sam up
against the wall, yelling something at him that she can’t
hear.
    Melody prays aloud, crying,
“Dear God, please, please ! Don’t let Adam do anything to
Sam! PLEASE! I love Sam!  I do. Please!”
    She paces into the glass
floor, her fists tremble at her side. “Adam
keeps taking stuff from Sam and me. I do not love Adam. I love Sam. I just