Until it tears us apart

Chapter 1

September 2006, New Jersey, 18h46.

?= *I just want you to be okay...*

M= I know, don't be afraid, I know him and I trust him...

?= *I'm not afraid...I'm just suspicious about him...*

M= Wow. He gave me money, food, a place to stay and all of those things. Are you being serious ?

?= *Well...maybe he'll want something in return. Men are like that Melissa ! Yeah, maybe he'll want THE thing from you.*

M= Are we talking about Larry Daley or not ?

"Jesse..." Melissa thought "always so suspicious about everything...". Since the beginning of their so-far-3-years friendship, there hasn't been a single day that her friend didn't call her to talk negatively about at least two things.

M= Jesse...don't be so negative and suspicious...I know that Larry is a good man. I have complete trust in him ! Besides, if he would have wanted THE thing, he could have asked it sooner...like when I was sleeping in his bed, right by his side...I think that if he wanted to try something with me, he would have taken that opportunity to ask it, am I wrong ?

J= *Melissa, you were 15 when you met him...and life can be really surprising...be careful, okay ? Wait, I have to go. The mailman is here. Love ya !*

M= Hahaha, bye. I love you too.

Right after she put the phone back on the decorative table by the wall to her bedroom, Melissa rolled her eyes, laughing. Sometimes, she wondered what was the thing that kept her and Jesse's friendship alive, but then she would remember that the two of them had lots of fun back in high school. And this "mailman" her friend was talking about, Melissa knew who it was. Tall, blond, muscular. Melissa had discovered it when she talked Larry into meeting her 20 years old friend. She laughed again as she remembered her friend mentioning the mailman arriving when Mel had called her, parked a few blocks away, to make sure that she was home before she would present herself to her door. That tall blond man was standing in front of Jesse's door and by the way that Jesse's lips found themselves kissing that guy's lips so vigorously, Melissa knew that it wasn't the mailman. When the 18 years old girl's mind came back into reality, she chuckled to herself and ran to her bedroom, a huge smile on her face, not letting her happiness being taken down by the words from her friend. Her bedroom was painted in a smooth blue and was ornamented with chocolate brown and gold lines that were forming all sort of flowers. She took a lot of time to create this zen style bedroom, but she was really happy of the result. After 3 years of living with Larry Daley, she had recently moved into her own apartment. She had found a job in a restaurant and Larry kindly took some money from his savings to help her pay the first 3 months rent so she could "have enough money to at least decorate a bit". Her friends and neighbors were also kind enough to buy and give her various stuff so she could really have a good start. Her neighbors, who's apartment was under her, an old couple, even told her to come eat at their place whenever she'd want to. Once in her bedroom, Melissa got 3 dresses out of her wardrobe and put them onto her bed, contemplating each details of each dress. The first dress was black and gold-ish and was knee length on the front and mid calves length on the back. The second one was long and was ornamented with some blue and silver lines. The third one was simply exquisite. It was also knee length, black and some white diamonds were covering the bust part. She chose the third one, chose some comfy, but pretty boots, attached her long dark brown hair, took her bag and got out of her apartment, grabbing her black leather jacket on the way. She was excited about the following evening, she was going to the restaurant to eat with her most trusted friend, Larry. She chose to walk to the restaurant, since the temperature was really nice. The moon was peeking through the clouds and the air was breezy. When she arrived to the restaurant, she entered and asked for a reservation under Larry Daley. At her surprise, the waitress took her to a table were there was...A WOMAN ? A woman was sitting at the table. When Melissa arrived at the table, the red haired woman smiled and explained that Larry was at the washroom and kindly invited her to seat across her. Why wasn't the woman questioning anything ? Did she know about what was going on ? Feeling a bit unsure, Melissa sat at the table, her hands on her thighs and her eyes on the candle in the middle of the table. Finally, Larry came back and sat by the mysterious woman. Larry looked nervous, looking everywhere but in Melissa's eyes, the silence getting unsustainable. Larry decided to speak first.