My Melody

Chapter 45

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I woke up today not knowing how to feel. It's been almost two years since people thought I died,but in truth the body in that casket was Aline. The girl that was harmed at the hands of my fathers men. I tried to locate her family,but we did not succeed in that. A lot of these girls are taken from all over the world. She wasn't even Brazilian. I made sure that the head stone stated her name. My father is indeed dead. When we found him he was shot in the head. Upon further examination it was a self inflicted wound. Yes he took the cowards way out. He was then fed to the various carnivorous wildlife in the Brazilian jungle. So they'll never find him. I actually did him a favor. He was indebted to a few organizations that would've killed him anyway when they'd come to collect and he'd have nothing to give. That is why he wanted my businesses so badly. Only a few people know that I still breathe. Lex,Dario, José and a few connects overseas. Yes it is the same José that was sent to protect my Melody and Michael. In this time I've made my way out of this business. Well not completely. Not just yet,but soon. I haven't figured out just yet how I am to reveal myself to her and my mother. Now I know one may think why are you so captivated by someone you hardly know. The time spent with Melody opened my eyes to the possibilities of a life outside of all I've ever known. Relationships were never encouraged. Yet she gave me peace. Even if it was for a little bit of time. God saw it fit for us to even make a baby,linking us together forever. Now. Yes now is the time to reveal myself to EVERYONE...

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I open my eyes in a dark room. Too dark. I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. What's going on? Where the hell am I? Where is everybody else?

"Melody get a grip." I said subconsciously. I don't need to have another panic attack and be right back were I started. I'm in my pajamas? In my hotel room? What the hell? Did I imagine what happened to me? Dream it even? Seeing Marcos. Am I going crazy? I climb out of the bed and just as I do there's a knock at the door. I rush over to open it seeing José.

"Good your up." He said looking weary.

"Jose! What's going on?" I rush out at him. "Where's Samson?" I asked running out of the room. José running close behind me. That's who I deal with. I make my way out of the room. Where is everybody? I turn around suddenly resulting in José bumping into me. He grabs me, and we steady ourselves. As I look around the suite I realize that this was not the same place. Next I see Samson enter the hall where we were so I walked over to him since José was of no use.

"Samson I need to talk to you." I tell him as I noticed that he looked flushed. If what happened to me was indeed a dream and I am crazy then at least I'll look crazy in front of him. He nods taking my hand and guiding me back to the room I was in. As we enter I started to tell him.

"Your gonna think I'm nuts. I knew it had to be a dream,but it felt so real. I was getting a massage and then I was attacked by the masseuse that looked like Marcos. I did what you taught me. I got a few hits in,but it wasn't enough. I screamed for help,but nobody heard me Samson. Nobody heard me." I cried as he came and hugged me. "I started thinking about Michael. My friends and family thinking that something happened to them,and had a panic attack. Then I heard that voice and finally saw his face." I gasp trying to catch my breath. "But now I'm here. Nothing happened,right? Am I losing my mind? I need to call Dr.Johnson (Therapist).

"Mel I need for you to r-relax," He said calmingly while rubbing my back.

"Samson I think I'm losing it. Like why would I dream of him? And.. and why would he chase me like that trying to attack me? It was just to real. It was scary." I said between breaths.

Samson sighs into my shoulder. "Mel you're n-not going crazy. He-He's here." I pulled back from Samson looking at him confused.

"What the fuck do you mean he's here?" I asked separating us.