Meloetta’s Jealousy

“Melo look! This one looks like a dolphin jumping out of a sea of clouds!” Meloetta (Mellow-ettah) gave her Grandma the side eye. She crossed her arms even tighter and turned to face her Dad, who was sleeping in the aisle seat. “Oh come on, Melo. You’re gonna miss all the beautiful clouds if you’re gonna sulk for the whole flight”. “Nana, I already told you that I wanted the window seat! Not the middle one!” “But Melo, this is my first time on a plane and I wanted to have that experience before I die”. “It’s my first time too, Nana!” “You’re only nine and have your whole life ahead of you. That would bring many more opportunities for you to board a plane and have the window seat. I, on the other hand, would be snuffed out soon like a candle. It’s now or never for me”. “Nana, you always have some kinda excuse for everything! Why do I always have to give up on what I want? And it’s always you who takes it from me!” Meloetta’s Grandma was aghast at the blatant accusation, “How–how could you? I mean, why would you even say that, Melo? When have I ever done such a thing, especially to you?” The look of utter disbelief dawned on Meloetta’s face, “Nana, what are you? Some kinda magician who makes your own memories disappear?” “Forgive me, Melo darling, I’m old and my memory isn’t as good as it used to be. Please do remind me when and what did I do to you?” beseeched her Grandma. “Okay, fine. Nana, do you remember baking chocolate chip cookies with macadamia nuts for Kirlia last month?” “Yes dear, I remember that very well. Kirlia enjoyed them very much and said it was the best batch that I’ve ever made! Meloetta rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, “Oh yes, how would you forget anything to do with Kirlia?” “What was that, Melo?” “Nothing, Nana! You still don’t know where I’m going with this?” Grandma looked very confused as she shook her head and her eyes implored. “Nana, I asked to have some of those cookies and you didn’t let me have any. Not even one!”

“Why sweetie, I baked those for Kirlia. I didn’t let anyone have them!” “What happened to sharing? You’ve always said to share everything!” Meloetta brought her hands down hard on her lap, exasperated. Grandma let out a soft sigh and looked at her son sleeping soundly in the aisle seat before answering, “Your cousin Kirlia just lost her Dad, my dear. Those cookies are her favourite, so I baked them for her. I wanted her to feel special”. “Why does she get to feel special?” “Well Melo, she’s not as lucky as you anymore. You have your Dad sitting beside you right now, but Kirlia would not get an opportunity like that again. Those cookies were my way of comforting her”. Meloetta turned to look at her Dad. He took time off work to bring her to Disneyland. Her mom couldn’t make it, so her Grandma came instead. “Nana, do you have a pen and paper? I would like to write some things down”. Grandma was happy that Meloetta finally understood the circumstances. She fished for a pen from her purse and asked the stewardess for a paper. “Thank you for the pen, Nana!” exclaimed Meloetta while twisting open the fountain pen. Meloetta was on the third stab to her Dad’s neck when Grandma realized what was happening and grabbed Meloetta by both hands. Her Dad was gurgling and blood was scaturient from his neck onto his clothes and the seat. He also went into a full-blown seizure. “MELOETTA, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! THAT IS YOUR FATHER! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!” shrieked her Grandma. Meloetta turned to watch as her Dad’s seizure slowly subsided and his body went limp. “I just lost my Daddy. So now you can bake me some chocolate chip cookies with macadamia nuts once we’re back home. And I don’t even have to share it!” __________________________________________ Thank you so much for reading this! 🥰 If you liked my writing, please leave a comment, click the heart and subscribe for free! You might enjoy this as well: