"So I been really into this music shit eva since Mel died. He reminded me that I'm a self-made nigga, that I gotta get up outchea' and make a living fa me and my family. I guess that time is now, and I'm happy, to be honest, witchu'. At first, when I found out you were pregnant I tol' myself that it wasn't mine but I knew deep down inside that that was my chile. Zurie, imma just tell you now. I'm gonna do whatever it takes to provide, care, and be there for our little family. But I can't do it here, I gotta start fresh. We gotta start fresh for the baby and us, but you gotta believe in me. Are you down?"
He finally finished bringing tears to my eyes as we sat in his car talking.
My name is Melina Martinez-but most people call me 'Melly.' I'm only seventeen, just another junior in high school. I'm a decent student. I have the best friends, a cool band, and the sweetest boyfriend a girl could ask for.
Then the unexpected happened, and now my teenage years just got very real. I have to make a huge decision: to continue my teenage years as I planned it or to give the unexpected a chance?
Will it hurt me altogether or help me grow?
I am Melly Martinez and this is my story.
This is the female story to "Found A Way."