Melody's P.O.V.

Hearing the birds chirping, a slight fresh aroma in air, a cool breeze hitting my face softly and the rays of warm sun light cocooning me wakes me up from the most peaceful sleep I've ever had in my life. 

Opening my eyes, I stretched my arms widely and tightly feeling my muscles loosens giving a boost of energy within me. Last night was the best sleep in forever. The minute my body hit the bed, I was out like a light. No nightmares, no waking up in the middle of night sweating. 

Infact, at some point, I sense there's someone with me even in my deep slumber. But I didn't felt scared like always. Besides, I felt safe, protected and at peace. I even tried to wake up so much but in vain. So, I embraced the feeling securely in my arms and continued to sleep with it.

I closed my eyes for a second savouring my inner tranquility.

Dream of me.

Hunter's voice boomed in my head giving a jolt to my body in surprise. And that soon turned into blush as I recalled our intimate moment. Slapping my cheeks lightly, I tried to get rid of those thoughts.

Dream of me, kitten.

I quickly rushed to the wash room and splashed cold water on my face. I decided to take a bath and go to Jenna to help her in the kitchen. Since alot of bikers are living in this estate, I can imagine how hard it is to cook everyday even with the maids. 

And just because I'm their guest, doesn't mean I couldn't help them. They didn't allow me to do anything yesterday. But today I won't let them keep me away from helping them.

I don't want to take advantage of their kindness. It'd be so selfish of me if I take their concern and care to me for granted. I know how life would be without them. I lived it. I lived a life without someone's affection or care. Not even pity. At that time, I realized how valuable they are. It's rare to find people who care for others even if they're completely strangers.

Giving a break for my mind, I started to get ready. Today, I'll make some chocolate cake and peanut butter cookies for Cara and others. I want to show them my gratitude for taking me in. I changed into a plain black jeans and a blue tank top. Since it clearly shows my arms and some of my back, I wear a light orange cardigan over it. You may think it's a normal dress. But it's a disastrous one I've ever wear. Every piece of cloth is mismatched with another. But I get no choice. These are better than the others. Though other are just fine, if I wear them, people may think I'm a rainbow. I don't even know why I bought those blinding colours.

Psh!!! They tore all my favourites and leave the worst.  

I think I need to buy some cloths. I'd look so stupid and crazy with these cloths. But, I don't have money. So, till then, I might have to borrow some from Daisy.

When I went to downstairs, it's already 7:30 and no one is there. I stepped into kitchen deciding to start the breakfast before they arrives. It's a bit difficult with not knowing where the things are, but when I get all my ingredients, I begin to do the cookies first.

Back in my home, as much as I wanted to, I don't have enough of these stock. Whenever I was cooking, my mind is free of various unnecessary thoughts. When I'm frosting, Daisy came to kitchen.

"Wow Mel, your cake smell is all over the house. If you keep doing this every morning, we don't need an alarm to wake" she inhaled deep, "Hmm.....delicious."

I laughed at her continuing to do icing, "Sit there. I'll bring this after this over" I said.

"Hurry" she went to the table munching the cookies.

"We're going to shopping today. Be ready" she stated when I put the cake infront of her.

"Why?" I questioned confused.

"What why? You didn't have many cloths now, right? And these are too old. You need new ones" she said and moaned at the cake.

"Oh my god! This is super delicious. Yummy" she moaned again.

But I didn't hear her praises as I stopped thinking when she mentioned shopping.

"I don't need them Daisy. Just give me some of your pajamas. No need to buy new ones" I said.

"No way. I saw your room. All of your regular cloths are torned. It's enough to know what you left" she exclaimed.

"I don't have money" I mumbled slowly the reason of my rejection to shopping.

I jerked my head back at the sound of chair screeching. Daisy stands there with hands on her hips narrowing her eyes at me.

Uh oh

"Did you actually thought I let you use your money?" she said slowly emphasizing on each word scarily sending shivers down my spine.

"Uh...." I don't know what to say. So, I shut my mouth shooking at her 'no'.

"That's what I think" she clipped angrily and carry on with eating. 

Tyson came with sleepy eyes, "Good morning guys" he mumbled sleepily and put his head on the table sleeping.

Daisy hit him on the head with a spoon in irritation.

"Ouch" he shrieked rubbing the place she hit.

"What the hell Daisy? Why did you hit me?" he asked shutting his eyes in pain.

"This is table. Not bed" she reminded him.

"I know. But I came for cake in my sleep. Show some pity on me" he whined taking the cake in her hands shoving it in his mouth.

He widened his eyes and turned to me, "You made this?"

"Umm.... yeah" I said worrying he didn't like it.

"Here's our deal. You ever get tired of being a librarian, you can be my personal chef. That post is always vacant for you" he winked.

Daisy laughed loudly at him.

"Dream on. She won't get tired of books" she replied.

"You don't know" he shrugged.

"Believe me. I know her"

I butted in before they start fighting again.

"If you want, I'll make you this whenever you want" I said to Tyson.

"Don't make that type of promises, Mel. Otherwise kitchen will become your home" Daisy said to me.

"Hey! I don't eat that much. Do you see any fat in me?" Tyson said posing to us.

It's true that he didn't have any fat. Actually, everyone here is so strong and built. They know how to maintain their body fit.

I came out of my train of thoughts with Tyson and Daisy shouting at each other.

"Guys guys, keep it down a little. We can't let the others wake up with your screams, right?" I convinced them.

Tyson huffed in annoyance and crossed his hands sulking. Daisy mimicked him which annoyed him even more.

He picked a piece of cake munching and moaned at the taste. Daisy did the same as him. For atleast 10 minutes she did everything like him and Tyson appeared exhausted with this.

"Stop mimicking me" he yelled.

  "Stop mimicking me" Daisy yelled too.

"Daisy"

"Tyson"

He seemed to got an idea and smiled mischievously, "I'm awesome" he said.

"I'm awesome" she repeated.

"I'm wonderful"

"I'm wonderful" Daisy said again. This continuous for a while.

"I'm stupid" Tyson now said and I waited for Daisy repeat it.

 "Yes, you are" she smirked at him which makes me laugh loudly.

"You....." Tyson charged at her. But she is too quick and ran already without reaching his grip.

They both ran all over the place screaming at each other. Jenna appeared in the kitchen suddenly.

"Stop it" she yelled at them. But they didn't hear her and continued with the chase.

She narrowed her eyes and glared at them. She took a bowl in her hands and throw it on the floor as the noise echoed loudly. They both stopped running and their eyes widened in fear at the sight of Jenna fuming.

"Are you mad? What are you doing?" she shouted.

"Momma" Tyson whined and pointed at Daisy, "she started it"

"No mom. He started it" Daisy said frantically.

Jenna started scolding them as they both pouted and hang their heads.

"Gosh! I can't with these two" she rubbed her temple in frustration, "Even Cara is more mature than both of you" 

Might I say, I totally agree with her. 

I chuckled at that earning their glares.

"Stop this before I set my mind to ground you both" she ordered.

"Mom, we're not kids" Tyson confronted.

"Then stop acting like that" she cut him off, "And don't you dare you think I wouldn't do it."

They both nodded their heads in agreement. Jenna's lips quirked in a small smile. 

"Now go away. I have work here. Don't disturb me again with your fights" 

Tyson rushed out of kitchen in a flash speed as Daisy stopped at me.

"Get ready"she said.

She ran quickly without giving me a chance to refuse. I sighed and looked at Jenna.

"Do you want any help?"

"No honey, you already made cake and cookies. Go, start ready for whatever you're doing" she smiled at me.

I nodded and came out. I have to stop Daisy. I can't let her use her money for me. It'd be selfish of me. In these thoughts, I already reached my room. Daisy told her room is next to mine. I have to convince her to quit planning on shopping.

I knocked the door but it is silent. So I opened to see it's unlocked and stepped inside. I hear the sound of water running in the bathroom. I tapped it softly.

"Daisy" I called her, "We don't need to go shopping"

The sound stopped inside so I assume she heard me.

"I'm already staying here. I can't let you buy me cloths also" I explained, " I feel like I'm taking advantage of you all. Please try to understand."

I turned back and about to leave the room. But when I heard the door opened, I whirled around.

"Dai-" my words struck in my throat at the sight infront of me. 

It's not Daisy. It's Hunter.....in a towel.

I shrieked closing my eyes turning my back at him and started to rant.

"I'm so sorry. I thought this is Daisy's room. She said her room is next to mine. I don't know this is yours. I'd never barge in again. I'll go. So sorry again" I finished my rant as quickly as possible and started to leave.

Before I take a step towards the exit, his voice halted my steps.

"Stop"

My whole body is freezed at his command.

"Turn around" he said.

"Uh.....Are you dressed?" I asked back.

"Kitten" his tone warned me and I immediately turned facing him still closing my eyes.

"Look at me" he ordered.

I slowly peeked with an eye open and saw him dressed. I sighed relieved. Thank God.

"Keep telling that yourself. I know you're hugely disappointed he got dressed" my mind taunted me.

I shushed her irritated.

"Don't beat yourself. You're not taking advantage of us" Hunter said.

I looked down at my feet not knowing what to reply.

"Tell me one thing. If it's Daisy in your place, if it's Daisy who got her house broke in, will you help her?" he asked.

It didn't take even a second for me to answer. "Absolutely."

"You bring her to your home?" he asked again.

"Yeah"

"You make her comfortable in your place?"

I nodded firmly at him.

"Well, then it's sorted. It's what Daisy doing for you" he declared as this topic is over.

"But-" 

He raised an eyebrow daring me to deny him. I slumped my shoulders in defeat and nodded.

"Gabriel is not available today. I'm the one to take you both to shopping. When you are finished, knock my door" he said.

I nodded again and started to leave.

"Oh and one more thing" I heard him and looked over my shoulders, " Daisy's room is right side of your room" 

I blushed and quickly get out of there.

Everytime I determined to stay away from him, something always makes me spend with him more and more.

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I cried out in exasperation, "I beg you, Daisy. Please leave me"

From the past 4 hours, we are trying out hundreds of dresses and Daisy made me wear atleast fifty dresses by now. Before we came here, I made Daisy promise me we're only shopping for maximum 1 hour. But now, 4 hours were passed and still I'm modeling for her.

Actually, my shopping is over in 30 minutes but Daisy didn't satisfied with it and insisted me to try the dresses she picked. She even picked a cocktail dress for me. 

Seriously?!

She knows I don't wear those dresses.

"No. All you choose are jeans, shirts and pajamas. You have to atleast try some dresses" Daisy said thrusting another one at me.

"For God's sake Daisy, give me some break" I collapsed on the couch and closed my eyes as the ache in my arms grew from wearing all those.

"Oh my god! I saw the perfect dress for you. Wait here" she exclaimed not caring about my pleas of protesting and goes to other side.

I just sat there lacking the energy to stop her. I expected this to happen. Shopping with Daisy means me modeling for her. And I know she'll select some revealing cloths. Maybe she won't buy them if I reject firmly but she sure as hell make me try them. So, I used lots and lots of concealer to hide my scars. I shudder at the thought of Daisy seeing them.

"You do know the danger of zoning out in new places, don't you?"

Hunter's voice makes me open my eyes to look at him.

"Yeah. I know. But I'm too tired to care about that" I replied as he sat on the couch next to me, "Besides, you're here, right?"

Hearing his chuckle I slowly started to dozed off again but luck is not on my side. Daisy jumped out of blue with a dress in her hand.

"This is perfect for you" she screams happily, "Luckily it's a your size."

She's right. It's a perfect dress but I don't think it's for me. It look so fragile and expensive.

"I don't know Daisy. This is beautiful. But I think it's not for me" I expressed my feelings.

"Bull shit. This-" she hold the dress higher "is made for you" she shoved it in my hands.

"Try it. I promise this is last" she bargained.

Taking that soft material in my hands, I went to trail room. As soon as I wear it, I stepped out without checking how I looked in mirror. Hearing a sharp intake of breath I raised my head to see Daisy had a stunning look on her face.

"Is it bad?" I asked.

"I know you're pretty, Mel. But I don't know you'd be this pretty" she stated.

"I'm gonna buy it" she screamed clapping.

It's then Hunter looked at me and I can't read his expression.

"What do you think, Hunt? Doesn't she look lovely?" Daisy asked him but didn't wait for his answer as she went to manager to talk about something.

I stand there awkwardly as Hunter kept checking me.

"This is expensive" I said to him hoping he'd stop Daisy from buying this.

"Well, you can't stop her from doing whatever she wants" he replied.

I figured that long ago.

I turned to go to trail room to change but stopped when Hunter called me.

"Melody"

I looked at him waiting for him to talk.

"You're beautiful" he said.

My eyes widened and my heart fluttered at his remark.

"Th-Thank you" I shuttered out ducking my head shyly and rushed to the room.

When I saw my reflection in the mirror, I noticed the dress indeed fits perfectly and elegantly. It's true this dress is beautiful. But not for me. I'm just performing a show infront of them. They'll only see my facade, a shield I build but not what's beneath it.

Hunter's words crossed my mind makes me wants to believe it. But I know they're wrong.

I'm not beautiful. I'm scarred.