More than Nothing

Quality time with my big brother.

They Sing, Raindrops Falling on My Head || Jackson & Melanie

Jackson nodded, pushing away anything on Melanie’s bed that might be uncomfortable to lie down on. He laid back first, then patted his chest for her to lie down on atop of it. “I’ll stay with you whenever you need it, Melanie.” He whispered softly, resting an arm around her shoulders for her to snuggle closer to him. “Especially tonight.” He teased her lightly, huffing a small chuckle.

A soft, grateful smile spread across Melanie's face as Jackson agreed, preparing the bed and inviting her to use his chest as a pillow. She laid herself upon him, curling up right against him. She appreciated the warmth of his body, wanting to only cuddle herself closer and closer. "You're the best, Jackson, truly." She complimented, smiling up at him from her spot on his chest. "I wish there was more I could do for you as thanks, it seems so unfair." 

I almost forgot how big the library was.

I will be there as soon as I can! I haven't read a horror in ages, keep an eye out for me as well for good ones 'til I get there?

I almost forgot how big the library was.

They Sing, Raindrops Falling on My Head || Jackson & Melanie

Jackson had said all there way to say. Sometimes the only thing a person could do was to just hold a person and say it was going to be okay. She knows he’ll always be there for her, that has to be a given. “Shh, Melanie.” He hushed her, running his fingers through her hair lightly. “It’s goingto be alright, I promise, you’re gonna be fine.” Jackson told her, though he knew nothing of what the future held. He only knew that he would be there to try and help her get to a place where things were okay. “You have nothing to be sorry for…really.” He said softly.

Melanie nodded against his chest, trying to stop her tears from flooding from her eyes. She sighed as he brushed her hair, feeling herself relaxing, finally. Everything was going to alright, Jackson said everything would be alright. Melanie had to believe he was right. She lifted herself once more, looking him in the eye again. "Thank you, Jackson." She said, kissing his cheek lightly to enforce how much she meant. "I-I'm kind of tired. D-Do you think we could maybe lie down? Maybe we could just sleep?" Melanie asked softly. "I just... I don't want to be alone tonight, please."

I haven't been there in ages, I really should start a new collection. Perhaps would you mind some company for a visit there?

Hold Me Down, Sweet and Low || Melax

"Alright, alright," Max said, chuckling. "I know where we’ll go," He was just preparing to stand as Melanie took a seat and readjusted himself so as to face her. "You want me to do it?" He said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a coin identical to the one he handed Melanie. "Alright," He watched the coin in his hand as it reflected in the sunlight, Max turning it around every so often. What could he possibly have to wish for? He couldn’t wish for anything that wouldn’t be feasible. So his closed his eyes, brought the coin to his lips and murmured his wish against the coin, his voice below the sound of the water. For Melanie to outlive me. And tossed it over his shoulder. “Happy?” He asked, smiling sarcastically at her. “Now can we go, please? We won’t have much time otherwise!”

"Of course I do! Just don't wish for anything stupid," Melanie warned with a smirk before sitting back and watching him make his own wish. Part of her had been worried he wouldn't have taken in seriously, but Max seemed to feel the opposite when making his wish. She applauded when the coin fell into the water before standing up to join him. "Very happy," She assured him with a bright nod before taking his hand once more. "Alright, alright! Onward tour guide, show me the way!"

Hold Me Down, Sweet and Low || Melax

Max leaned back on his hands, observing the scene. Years of roaming these city streets made him rather observant. He watched as friends fell into lovers, and as lovers learned to let go. He watched the old married couples strolling hand in hand and the young ones, so eager and unable to keep their hands off of each other. And rarely was there a time in which he was noticed as he sat, idling puffing away clouds of smoke and just watching, leaning, observing. He’d gotten rather good at it. “Okay,” Max said, sighing happily. “We’ve got a few options now. If you’re hungry, I know a place. If you feel like learning something, I know a different place. And if you feel like walking, I know a third one.”

"Oh come on, Max! You know I can't make decisions! What are you in the mood for, or better yet! You know me plenty well, what do you think I'd enjoy the most, hm? Because I don't even know!" Melanie exclaimed, giggling as she took a seat next to him on the marble edge. "OOH! But before we go, you have to make a wish too. Since I'm here and all, so go on." Mel urged, nudging him gently to do as she had done only moments before. Maybe Max would wish for the same thing for himself and that would only improve the chances of it coming true. When it came to Max, Melanie would take every last drop of hope she could find.

Hold Me Down, Sweet and Low || Melax

"I didn’t live here, exaclty, but I might as well have,” Max laughed. He wondered if he’d ever really be ready to take Melanie to Andalasia. If he’d be selfish enough to risk bringing her into his mother’s reign, with the looming possibility of her sudden arrival. Would he ever be ready to really open up? Of that, he wasn’t sure he’d ever have an answer. “Lo non sono interessato a quello che stai vendendo," Max muttered harshly to a street vendor that kept pushing a picture of an Asian family at them. "I have, of course. Any Italian has, loads of times. The real fun is seeing someone else do it for the first time,” Max chuckled, taking out a copper coin with a picture of the Colosseum on it. “Hold this, mull over what you want to wish for,” He instructed her as he pushed them to the fountain’s edge. “Make it something worthwhile, okay?” He smiled, sitting down on the marble edge. You’ve got to toss it over your shoulder, so face the crowd,” He instructed with a grin.

"Still, this country is incredible! Maybe you'll get the chance later to show me where you're from though, I'm sure it's just as wonderful." She said, imagining what kind of place Max would be from. Part of her was worried by the image, but she doubted anywhere in Italy could be scary in anyway. She had no clue what he had told the max they were passing, but it didn't sound terribly kind. Melanie took the coin he gave, her examining it for a moment in her hand before gripping it tightly, scared to drop it. "Did your wish ever come true?" She asked. "No!" She quickly retracted, "Don't tell me. I want to be surprised." Melanie then did as she was instructed and turned to the crowd, practically panicking at the sight of all these people. But she simply closed her eyes for a moment, thinking of everything she could wish for. To love again, to feel whole once more, to have clarity in who she was; but she opened her eyes for a moment and glanced back at Max. And she realized, here with him, she didn't need a wish and she didn't deserve one. She gave him a smile without a word, shutting her eyes once more. Melanie held the coin between her fingers and readied herself to throw it thinking, "Let Max be happy, let Max be safe, let Max be better," repeating the words in her mind before tossing the small coin over her shoulder and into the small pit of water.

Hold Me Down, Sweet and Low || Melax

Melanie looked at everything as they walked, mesmerized by the entire city. It was beautiful. She had never seen a place more lovely. "Max, I can't believe you lived here!" She exclaimed. Mel took his warning into consideration, trying to prepare herself for the crowds of people. But nothing could have prepared her for what she witness. She couldn't even see the fountain when he first pointed it - a terrible disadvantage to being on the shorter side. But soon it came into true view, the massive work of stone and water. "Wow." Melanie breathed, taken aback by the whole scene. And it was so big. "Have you ever made a wish?" Mel asked, gripping his hand tighter than before - just in case.

Hold Me Down, Sweet and Low || Melax

"Now, we’re off to La Fontana," Max said with a crooked grin. "Although, I mean, the train ride was pretty exciting," He teased, gently pushing their interlocked hands into Melanie’s side. "Are you sure you’re up for it?” He joked, wagging his eyebrows as he led her through the crowded Roman streets. This part of home wasn’t so bad, Max decided. In fact, he kind of loved it here.

"Hey! It was exciting! I mean, I had never been on a train. What do you expect?" Melanie said, pushing their hands back to hit him. She loved Max to death, and she loved their mini little arguments even more. Everything was just so light and easy with him. "I am most definitely up for it. Lead the way!" Mel exclaimed, feeling so happy she could practically skip through the streets - if they weren't so tight.

I Had Another Nightmare..

"Oh, come on Mel!" She laughed, ducking under the water and popping back up again. "It feels amazing, just relax.." She said, closing her eyes and floating on her back. "Feel the waves over your skin, feel them hugging you. It’s a sea of embrace." 

Melanie winced as she followed Jill's instructions, falling back to lay on the surface of the water. The cold waves flapped around her but left her front victim to the cool air. She tried to relax, she tried to see it like Jill saw it, she tried. And soon, she felt it. Once the run kissed her skin and the water warmed to her touch, she realized what was so appealing to Jill. "This is nice."

Singing Drunken Lullabies || Blake/Melanie

"Oh, right," Blake laughed at her attributes to describe pirates, and his knees gave a little as she whispered in his ear. The pirate’s hands slid below her waist, cupping her bum with both hands to press her against him. "Have you seen those French dames? Now they are sexy,” he grinned, leaning down to kiss her once more.

Melanie couldn't help the girlish giggle from her lips as his hands were placed on her backside, pulling her into him. Her hands rested on his shoulders, holding herself up and against him. A pink painted her cheeks at his words, unsure how everything he said seemed to be exactly the things that made her blush, the type of words that made her want to kiss him. And she did kiss him, holding herself close and letting her hands find the back of his neck to rub it gently. "But those pirates, mon dieu they can kiss like there's no tomorrow."