It's been a week since she last saw that mystery boy and met Scott at the party. "Wonder what they're doing" she thought.After that whole party fiasco, all Melanie could think was about that boy. Sure, the Scott thing was crazy too but I mean business is business and sometimes you have to do drastic things to survive. The mystery boy though, it was like a scene from a romance movie when their eyes met. She thought she was going crazy, literally the only men she was interested in were animated. Not cute gringos who look like they jumped out of a Disney movie.
Melanie currently was stuck up in her room, reading banana fish manga. Her father had left out probably to go hang out with his dumb shit friends or with a whore of some kinds, she cared less what he did. While her stepmother was downstairs with some boys around her age, probably prostitutes but Melanie didn't care, as long as she didn't have to hear.
Melanie sighed as she got up from her bed and put the manga back on the shelf and grabbed the next volume. She opened the comic until she heard a noise and looked up and looked around the room looking for the noise. Pink cotton colored walls displaying paintings she painted, her shelves filled with manga on top of her little painting studio which consisted of an aisle, art supplies and a stool, the other side her giant dresser mirror that most girls her age would dream of having, and her closet door next to it. Her bed with silky sheets running from the top all the way to the bottom making it seem magical and the balcony right next to it with long flowy drapes to go along with the bed.
Melanie stopped looking for the noise returning to the manga she was previously reading until she heard that stupid noise again and again and again. "What the hell is that?" she thought as she got up, looking around for the noise. Unfortunately she didn't find it but it kept getting louder and louder until she walked out her room and heard something she wish she hadn't.
"Oh fuck" Melanie knew it was her stepmother sleeping with one of the boys she had brung over but why the fuck was that bitch so loud. "She can never keep her mouth shut" Melanie muttered. She walked back inside her room, closing the door not wanting to hear anything. "I need some holy water after this" she thought as she went back to reading her manga.
Around 10-20 minutes later Melanie's door flew open, her head attention flew up to the person entering the door wonder why they barged into the room until she saw her stepmother and two guards throw someone in her room, the random person landing on their belly. Her stepmother looked at her before saying "I don't know what the hell is wrong with this one but he'll stay in your room until he wakes up do you understand me" Lorraine looked frantic before screaming "DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME." Melanie nodded her head after saying "yes ma'am," wondering why she was so frantic. "What did he do to get her all crazy like that" she thought as her stepmother muttered "good" before leaving with the other two men" She looked down at the boy, he looked dead asleep and something about him seemed so familiar. She flipped him over onto his back and took a closer look and then looked at his clothing. She's sure she's seen him somewhere but where she questioned. She dragged him onto her bed and put a blanket on top of him before sitting right next to him. Maybe when he wakes up she'd finally be able to remember him. Meanwhile,she'd just go back to reading banana fish.
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my own private friend
Romantikwhen a lonely mexican girl befriends and falls for a gay narcoleptic who's in love with his rich boy best friend who's also in love with her (Disclaimer: there will be talk about race, smut, and sad pasts so if your not into that sorry bud gotta fin...