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Prologue

   When I walk into the house I see him sitting at his computer gaming, it seems as if he is playing Smite or something. He is my roommate and best friend but I have had a crush on him almost since I met him, he is absolutely perfect. Since the moment we met he has been nothing but sweet, caring, a complete gentleman. He takes care of me even though I never thought I needed it. After us talking for a few months he helped me when everything in my relationship went wrong. He told me to come stay with him until I could get on my feet and take care of myself again.

  Not once has he made a move on me or made me uncomfortable in any way. Even after all the times I have tried to get his attention walking around the house in nothing but a tank top and panties. I knew I would have to make a move soon, but I just was never sure how soon until I saw one of his one night stands come into the living room wearing one of his shirts and MY shorts what the fuck was this bitch thinking. It took every ounce of strength I had to not jump over the counter and yank her hair out,  how dare she and how could he even let her go into my room that was such an invasion of privacy. He always had girls in and out but never over more than once an they were always gone before I got home from work. It was kind of a mutual thing between us he brought home who ever when ever since it was his house, and I never brought home anyone.

  Needless to say at this point I was furious, broken, torn, and extremely jealous. But before we get to all of this drama let's start at the beginning, back to before I met him when my life was normal and I only had eyes for my boyfriend and the man I thought was the love of my life. Back to simple times before Justin Romero was all I could think about, my name is Melina Trey (my friends call me Lina) and this is my story. The story of how I loved, cared about someone, and was loyal to a fault. This is my rise, fall, and rise back to my former glory.