~Blake's pov~
It's been about a month since I talked to Melody. I sat on the steps and my phone started ringing, I took out my phone saw it was Melody.
{Text Convo Mel-Melody, Blake}
Mel- I made a decision..
Blake- what is it?
Mel- I decided to go back.
Blake- Do you want me to go pick you up?
Mel- can't leave until Friday, Brandon won't be home for something with his job.
Blake- Alright, I'll see you on Friday then.
{End Of Phone Convo}
~Melody's pov~
I hung up, "hopefully I won't regret this," I mumbled. The door opened and Brandon walked in "who the fuck where you talking to?" I looked at him "I wasn't talking to anyone," he glared at me and said "are you fucking planning on leaving?" I shook my head and said "no," he walked over to me and grabbed me. I whimpered and pushed him away, his eyes turned a darker shade of brown and I regretted pushing him, he put his hands around my neck and tightened his grip, I smacked his arms and attempted to get him to get off of me. My vision started becoming blurry and my eyes began to close he let go of me and I started coughing and gapping for breath. He grabbed me by the hair and glared at me and said "you will fucking regret that," I whimpered "I already do." I already knew I was going to get a pretty bad beaten tonight.
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Living with the bad boy
Teen Fiction"Luke I will make Melody mine, remember the good girl always falls for the bad boy" said Blake The bad boy named Blake has his eyes on a spacific person named Melody. He has the same classes as her. He bothers Melody just because she is considered "...
