Pick A Side

Chapter 12

Melanie POV

"Make this the last time we fuck."I say as I pulled my uniform on. "Last time?"She asked, chuckling.

"Yeah, I'm serious. I'm tired of having to sneak around on my girl. So I'm done with you."I replied, going to open the car door. "You gonna tell her?"She asked. I nodded.

"I'll tell her, just don't know when."I said, truthfully.

"Well you better tell her before I do."She responded, rolling up a blunt. I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. I slammed the door as hard as I could, letting her know I was pissed. All that extra shit she said wasn't necessary.

I huffed and collected myself before going back to my job.

"What was that about?"Harley asked, referring to earlier. "None of your business if you want the truth."I spat. I didn't want to talk to anybody at the moment. I didn't feel like talking, I needed to figure out how I'm going to tell Mille.

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It's been two weeks since I last seen Desiré. I still haven't told her but I need to get this off my chest.

To make things worse, I've got Desiré in my other ear texting me every got damn day with the same shit. Everyday, she asks if I've told Kamille yet. I don't respond and I'm so close to blocking her ass.

I'm off today, so I'm using this time to let Mille know what's up. I took her to dinner at one of those high scale restaurants she likes, just to butter her up.

I just want to come out alive in the end of this chapter of my life. Oh god!

"Kamille?"I called. "What's up?"She asked, coming inside from checking the mail.

"I have to tell you something."I start, watching as she flipped through it.

"Watch this and you will see what your innocent little girlfriend has been up to."She mumbled, reading a note. She pulled out a CD, going to the TV to plug it in.

"Wait no Mille, don't-."

She shoved me down on the couch. Oh, she's strong when she wants to be. "Shut up, lemme see this." She plugged the CD in and waited for it to start. The screen was black before some words flashed across the screen. Melanie and Desiré Sex tape in shiny purple writing. My eyes widened. What the hell!

Desiré threatened to tell her if I didn't in time but I didn't think she'd actually do it. Damn! A long ass video of me riding Desiré's strapon played. Mille sniffed as she turned the video off, took the CD out and broke it with her bare hands. "Explain this shit,"She said dryly, turned to me.

"I was about to tell you about that."

"How long has this been going on?"

"It only happened three times but I stopped it two weeks ago."

"How did you even make time for that?"

"I was lying to you, telling you I was going to class but going to fuck her."

"You don't seem guilty."

"The guilt eats away at me every day bruh. I'm sorry-."

"Nah bitch shut the fuck up!"She snapped, slapping the fuck out of me. She dragged me to the room and I knew I was in for a beating.

She slammed the door and locked it. She tackled me to the floor, delivering punches my way. "I loved you!"She cried, her tears dripping into my wounds, making them burn more. "You made me so happy but broke me in the end!"She yelled, smashing a shoe into my face. I didn't bother fighting back, that only makes the beating go on longer. I learned that the hard way! We heard a knock on the door. "What's going on in there?"Tamara asked.

"Go away Gloria,"Mille yelled. "My names Tamara,"She said. "Go away,"Mille repeated.

"I thought you loved me."

"I do lov-."

"Aah, shut the fuck up!"She screamed, punching my forehead. She wrapped her hands around my neck, damn near choking the life out of me. I struggling, trying to get some air. "I'a kill you before I let another bitch have you!"I heard her say as she banged my head into the carpet. I started going in and out of consciousness.

"You little whore!"

I felt myself being picked up. "Next time, i'a throw you off this fucking balcony, keep playin'."She dropped me. Stepping over me, she got in the bed. That was the last thing I heard or seen before I passed out. Shit!

When I awoke the next morning, my head and face was throbbing. I could barely walk without stumbling into something. "Mille?"I called, looking for my girlfriend.

"Whea my baybeh,"I asked myself, limping over to the bed. I pulled the covers back, seeing her on her phone under the covers. She looked up at me, rolling her eyes.

She got out of the bed, taking me to the bathroom. I watched her do her face hygiene. She took her shower and got dressed before taking out the first aid kit. I let out a scream as she cleaned my face up. I kept quiet the rest of the time. I took a look at myself in the mirror, seeing how badly she fucked me up. I was almost unrecognizable. I deserved it though.

"I called your work and told them you wouldn't show for the next few days. These bruises should be down by Tuesday next week."she spoke dryly, like she was forcing herself to talk to me.

"Okay,"I mumbled, enjoying the silence between us.

She drew my bath water undressing me and helping me in. Since I could barely see-due to my top right eyelid being swollen and sagging over my eye-she bathed me.

"What did she have that I don't?"She asked.

"Nothing. She gave me this sudden rush. She sped life up when I was with her. She was just sex to me until I started to develop feelings."

"You like her?"

"I don't know but what I do know is that I'm in love with you."

"What do I do?"

"You slow life down when needed. You give me time to capture our memories. I love you."I asked truthfully to these questions. She helped me dry off, getting me dressed. "I love you too, Mel. Pl-please don't leave me. I n-need you."She pleaded. "I'm not ever gonna leave you."I confirmed as she cried into my shirt. "I-I'll get a job. I'll do anything you ask just please don't l-leave me."She went on.

"I'm not leaving you."I repeated. It should be the other way around. I should be down on my knees, begging her to stay.

She let go, kissing me. The kiss got heated and we moved to the bed.

That day we made love to each other, like no other...

C. Baby