With Pain Come Love 2

Melo 28

Why won't she hate me? Why won't I let her go after so many times she's tried to push me away? I hate myself for the shiit I put her through and I want things to change, I want to be able to let her go but I'm scared that she might just meet someone who is everything i'm not. Watching that bus drive off with her was painful. I was only going to see her when she gets back, that's if her mother doesn't convince her I'm not worthy of her and she deserves better. I drove to Mrs Bess's house and parked inside the yard then went in the house. She was in the lounge cuddled up watching whatever and busy giggling on her phone.
Me: morning Mrs Bess
Her: oh hey baby. Come give mommy a kiss
I kissed her cheek and sat next to her greeting her properly.
Me: so who you chatting to?
Her: my husband... Duh!
Me: I wouldn't know, maybe you found yourself a ben10
She shoved my shoulder
Her: honey have you seen your father? Ain't no ben10 that compares to him. That man can do things even you kids can't
Me: eewu mom! I did not need to know that! Where is he?
Her: he had to fly to Joburg to attend some emergency, he'll be back tonight
Me: where is everyone else?
Her: Iyana is at her boyfriend's place and Asemahle is in her room, she came in this morning
I nodded
Her: you ok?
She put her phone down and put her legs on my lap. She had that motherly concerned tone of hers.
Me: where do I even start?
Her: the beginning
Me: don't judge and don't hit me mom
Her: I make no promises. It will all depend
Me: after Yaya left I started sleeping with Olona, a girl I used to be friends with benefits with, I started getting distant to Yaya and lying because the guilt was unbearable, she had her suspicions that I was cheating and so she called it quits or gave me a break. I went on to bump into Miranda, my high school girlfriend who moved out of the country. Well she and I had dinner and we took it to hotel and we had sex, that was a month ago on the night I went to visit Yaya. Yaya and I didn't really speak of it, she just told me that this was my last chance and that she forgives me and that was it. Things in Cali were good between us, we were happy and we were us. Yesterday she came back to my apartment to find Miranda face down on the bed with a pregnancy stick with two lines and an empty bottle of pills. She called an ambulance and they got there and rushed her to the hospital, Miranda had a miscarriage and as for Yaya, she was pissed and hurt and angry.. you get the point. She told me that she and I need a break because this is not right, I'm constantly breaking her heart of which I know that but this time around it wasn't on purpose because Mira and I used a condom and the last time we slept together was a month ago and I never not once cheated on Yaya again after that. I'm a screw up, I know but mom I can't lose her. I don't want to lose her, that woman is everything good. She's everything I need in my life. So that's that...
Her: I said I would try not to hit you but I'm so tempted to slap the daylights out of you. Who are you and what happened to my sweet son? You are literally nothing like your father. I don't even know where things went south because your father and I spend our whole lives trying to show you and your siblings what love is. Your father and I have problems like any normal couple does but not once do we leave each other to find dick that's better or pussy that's better because it's not worth it at the end of the day. Your father leaves me to go on business trips that are three months long or sometimes I leave him and as much as the temptation is there, it's not worth it. You lucky baby because mna I would have dumped your ass a long time ago. You ouchea sleeping with all of these girls because of some stupid belief that you have needs but so does Yandiswa and unlike you she can control herself, something you clearly know nothing about. I'm really mad at you Melokuhle, I thought you better than this. Let Yandiswa go if you can't treat her the way she deserves. Actually you can't treat her as she should be so let go of her Melokuhle and focus on finding yourself and what you truly want in life. When you ready for her, you'll go on and try get her back. For now just let her go baby, for her own good.
I shook my head. Letting go of Yaya isn't easy. I don't want to let go of her. I love her
Her: don't
Me: no mom I love her
Her: love isn't enough. Love is more about actions than it is about saying the words Melokuhle. This, this is not love. This is possession, some kind of obsession or addiction. You'll be the one to figure out which is which. Love doesn't hurt, love is a happy feeling, love overcomes temptations, love is everything but it's definitely not this thing you two are doing. Both of you are young and the last thing you should be doing is this. Let that child go Melokuhle, she deserves better
I kept quiet. She was right, maybe I should let her go... for now. Just give her space and time to figure everything out.
Her: I understand you love her and it hurts but baby do it for her, save her from this heartbreak you causing her. It's been too much Melo and it hasn't even been that long.
I nodded. Now I know what to do I guess. Hard as it, painful as it is, it has to be done for both our sakes. No more fooling around.
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-Asemahle
What's the first thing you do when you wake up in a bed you don't recognise, a pillow that's nothing like the one you used to, walls you've never seen before and blankets that smell nothing like the ones you are used to. First instinct is to check if you naked or not right? I peaked under the blankets and I was still fully dressed and my vagina was still normal and not sore so rape has been ticked off the list. I flipped over and there was no one on the other side of the bed, that's a relief. I tried to sit up and my head felt heavy. I turned to the side and there was a glass of water and a bottle of pills written "hangover cure" I was a little sceptical, I managed to get myself to sit up. There was a knock on the door. This room was big, almost the size of my parents room. It was heavenly.
Me: come in
An old lady walked in, dressed in uniform, she probably works here, wait am I in a hotel? how'd I get here? Why would my friends and sister let me leave with a stranger?
Her: good morning Miss Bess, Mr Craine told me to bring you this and he told me to tell you drink those pills on the side of the table
Ok? The surname doesn't ring a bell at all. She put the food on the table.
Me: Mr Craine?
Her: yes Mr James Craine.
I just nodded.
Me: where is Mr Craine?
Her: he had to rush to the surgery but he should be back now
How long was I out?
Me: how long has he been gone?
Her: an hour now
Me: ok thank you
Her: eat Miss Bess
With that she walked out. I looked around and spotted my purse. I got out of the bed and took this cure then went to take my bag. I searched through it and I had a dozen missed calls and texts. I called my sister.
//Her: glad to know you still alive
Me: don't give me that crap Iyana. You let me leave with a stranger
Her: James is not a stranger. He and I went to varsity together, you met him last night and you didn't want to leave so he offered to take you because you were going on and on about how mom was going to murder you if you rocked up drunk
Me: could have taken me with you
Her: I tried but you didn't want to leave with us, said you didn't want to be the third wheel
I sighed. I must have been really sloshed then.
Me: ok fine. I'll call you when I get home
Her: I'm sorry but James would never do anything to hurt you babe
Me: well he didn't even touch my clothes so I guess
Her: exactly. You safe
I nodded
Her: bye babe
Me: bye//
Just then the door opened and Good God have mercy! This was the James? He was... what's the word? dreamy. Yummy. All sorts of words you can use to describe a creature that should not exist. His eyes were ocean blue, his hair was short and black, he had a hair cut. His lips were pink and small, well they were just right. He was just out of this world!
Him: morning
I was brought back to reality by his bold hoarse voice. It was very sexy. He was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt with a nmd. He was effortlessly handsome l.
Me: morning.
Him: eat up so I can drive you home. Your sisters been on my case
Me: i'll eat at home
Him: no, you'll eat here and then I will drive you home
I shot him a look, how dare he commands me?
Him: we can stay in this room all day if need be but we not going anywhere until you eat. Him before you threaten me about who your father is, he's not even in town.
Ok? How did he know? There was something about him. I don't know what it is but there was just something about him. I sat my little ass down and started eating, he sat opposite me and ate from my plate
Him: you can just keep stealing glances at me or you can ask me whatever is you want to ask me
Me: how old are you?
Him: 25
Me: what do you do for a living?
Him: i'm a general practitioner
Me: how do you know me and my sister?
Him: I know you through your sister, we went to the same university.
I nodded
Him: so for you, I couldn't keep my eyes off you last night the same way I can't keep them off you right now Melody. You so beautiful
I blushed looking down. I could still feel his eyes on.
Him: finish up so your sister won't bite my head off... again
Me: what's the time?
Him: half past 9
I nodded finishing up my food while he pressed his phone stealing glances at me whenever he could. When I was done he helped me wear my shoes and then we walked out leaving the bed as it was. We headed down the stairs and walked to the elevator. Ok... he lives in a penthouse, a huge one for that matter. We got downstairs and he unlocked a black Bentley. He opened the passenger door for me and closed it then went I'm his side and we drove off. He was listening to a compiled playlist.
Him: you ok with the music or you want to plug in your phone?
Me: it's fine
The current song playing was The Weeknd - Angel and he was singing along in a very low voice. We got to my home and he parked outside the yard.
Him: I hope to see you again some time
I just nodded and got off. I met mom on the kitchen, she was wearing shorts a d dad's t-shirt. This woman. She was all kinds of sexy for a 40-something year old.
Her: well morning stranger
Me: morning mom
Her: I take it last night was lit
Me: it was
Her: cool
She said walking out. Ok that was awkward even for her, no questions? No nothing. Was she ok? She seemed happy but still. Mom asking no questions when I know for a fact that she saw a car drop me off, well there's a monitor in the kitchen connected to the camera outside the gate. I went up to my room to shower and get dressed comfortable. I took my phone and searched him on Facebook but there wasn't much there, I tried twitter and insta but nothing. His accounts were private. Just then I got an instagram notification, he requested to follow me, I accepted and followed him back and he accepted so I went through his pictures. He had so many followers yet so little pictures. There was only 12 pictures.