Chapter 13

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Chapter Thirteen

It’s been 3 weeks from I convinced Carla that I’m her sister. Some how these dumb social services found out that I found Carla and how we both know where sisters and know they’re keeping a close eye on us so we can’t meet again. I don’t see what’s the problem with us knowing each other. Why can’t we see each other? Why can’t we be together? Because my dad abused my mum. Kmt. Bullshxt!

I hate this man. But the good thing is…

“Wifey” Jerome said to me as I got in his whipp. I smiled at him and then kissed him sooo passionately I saw wedding bells in my head and our future children and our 50th anniversary. When we pulled out of our amazing kiss. We hugged for like 5 minutes and I felt sooo safe….

Nah I’m joking that didn’t happen.  I bet you really wanted that to happen lool. Well nah not even… still not sure who that guy is. But anyways right now am in my bed looking at the ceiling waiting for Jerome to come and pick me up. We was go to his house so we can discuss how we are going to get Carla. I reminded myself when I came back home from school and saw my mum on the floor dead in the kitchen. How scared and shocked I was and also upset. I started to cry when Vanessa came into the room.

“Melissa are you crying?” she asked.

“No” I said wiping m tears.

“Yes you are. What’s up darling?” she asked.

“Nothing… just that I was thinking about my mum” I replied sitting up.

“Aww.. Give me a hug” Vanessa said and I hugged her tight.

“She’s always with you Melissa” she said.

“I know” I replied letting go of the hug.

“Well I wanted to tell you that Jerome’s here” she said. I was about to get up and ready to walk out the door.

“Wait Melissa… Jerome told me what happened when he told you about his feelings. Maybe you should look deeply into him and look into yourself. You might see what I see from the time I knew how he treats you special” she said.

“Okay” I said and then waved and walked out the room. I left the care home and then walked into Jerome’s whipp. I just smiled at him and thought about what Vanessa said to me.

“You alright?” he asked.

“Yeah” I replied. He started his car and then drove. The car journey was a it quiet and my phone wasn’t getting a buzz anytime soon. I just notice my feelings for Jerome was always neutral. He’s my best friend and I always have that special spot in my heart for him. But as a boyfriend. That could be dangerous. He’s good looking… wow really sexy. He can dress good and his voice is nice and sexy deep. His personality is amazing and he has a lot of feelings for me. I bet your thinking why don’t I like him. I don’t know… maybe I do but I can’t admit it to myself.

“Melissa you ready?” Jerome asked. I snapped back into reality realising that we outside his yard.

“Ohh yeah” I laughed. So we got out his car and walked up to his flat and jammed their. I was looking him up and down. Perfection I saw. Me and my stingy self… hmm I need to fix that.

“So what you want to do about your sister?” he asked.

“Erm… can I just try something first” I replied.

“Anything” he replied. I sat a little closer to him and looked him in his eyes for a bit.

“Kiss me” I said.

“What?” he replied in confusion.

“I want you to kiss me” I replied.

“Are you sure?”

I nodded and that when we actually did kiss. I felt safe and like we had a connection. Lol my first real real kiss as well. After about 3mins we just held each other in a hug.

“You know I love you right and I will do anything to be with you and I will never hurt you” Jerome whispered in my ear. We pulled out the hug and a looked at him. He looked honest and I knew he was.

“I know” I replied.

“Melissa you are a beautiful girl and you mean a lot to me. I‘ll be happy if I can call you my wifey” he asked. My heart dropped. Oh shit I don’t know what to say but I had to come out of my stoosh zone. He might be that guy and if I don’t try then I will never know.

“Only if you promise you will never hurt me… yeah”

“Of course I won’t” he replied and then we kissed again. I’m happy for once in my life. Let just hope it means something.

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