Oswaldo’s P.O.V

She’s so beautiful, I love watching her sleep. All of her wild curly hair spread out on my chest and her naked body entangled with mine. The sight is a beautiful one. She looks so peaceful, like an angel. I will never get tired of waking up next to her. The way I feel about her, I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I miss her when she’s not with me, and everything around me reminds me of her.

She’s mine and I don’t plan on letting her go. When I got her to admit she loved me, it was the best feeling in the world. I never would’ve thought that one tiny person could consume me the way she does. I would do anything for her and give her whatever she wants.

I wanna know everything about this girl, but she still holds a piece of herself back, like she’s afraid I’m gonna hurt her. I’d never hurt her. The only time she’s not closed off, is when we’re making love. She leaves herself bare for me, giving herself fully and completely. At times I don’t really understand it. Why is she kicking me out and pushing me away? What is she so afraid of?

I’ve stopped going to school, instead I’m studying from home. I do pick her up from school when I have the time though. Even that she does not like. I’m starting to feel like she doesn’t want people to know we’re together. I can’t call her my girl or my girlfriend in public. I can’t hold or touch her when other people are round. It’s getting frustrating.

However, behind closed door, she’s all mine. I sometime wonder if she’s ashamed of me because I’m white. But I try not to let it get to me. I’d happily shout out to the world that I love her. I don’t care what colour her skin is or what race she is. I love her and that’s all that matter.

I’ve had a few encounters with Max, since I told Melody that he’s in love with her. He hasn’t come to my house, he wouldn’t dare. However, I’ve seen him with Melody on a lot of occasions. Melody chose to ignore what I told her about Max. I told her I don’t like it that she’s friends with him, but she just rolled her eyes at me saying, she’s not my property and I’m the one she’s in bed with when night falls.

I trust her, I do. And I know she wouldn’t cheat on me. It’s Max I don’t trust. He always calls her up at some weird and very late times. I got so pissed one time when he called, while I was making love to my girl, that I answered the phone and left it on. I can’t remember how many times that night I made her scream my name, but she was pissed when she found out. 

It was the first real fight we had since I came out of the hospital.

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“How could you, Richie. That shit’s s’pose to be between the two of us. Now Max knows the sounds I made while we’re having sex. Might as well send him a video to go with the recording.”

That ass. “Mel, I’m tired of his punk ass calling you when you’re with me. What pray tell, can he have to say to you at 1 in the morning that can’t wait until sunrise? He does it just to piss me off.”

Her hands are on her hips and her face scrunched up in a frown.

“So yo bright idea was to let him listen in as you screw me? How do you think that makes me feel, Richie?”

The hurt on her face is the only thing that makes me feel a little bad.

“Mel, I’m sorry. I just don’t like it that he calls you every time you’re with me. I just wanted him to hear whose name you call out at night. Maybe now he’ll get the message and back the hell off.”

Maybe I should have stopped at the apology, because she’s frowning again and her eyes are narrowed. That can’t be good.

“Here’s an idea for yo white ass, let’s invite him over and we can have him watch. Wouldn’t that be better? Maybe then he’ll get the message more clearly. What do you say Richie, should I make the call or should you?”

I know she’s angry and doesn’t mean what she’s saying. But the thought of Max seeing her naked, makes my eyes twitch. Him hearing her is one thing, but him seeing what only I have ever seen just pisses me off.

“I gonna pretend like I didn’t hear that.”

I walk up to her and pull her into my arms. She’s frowning but she still comes. I love that I’m her weakness that the moment my hands touch her, she gets breathless. It doesn’t matter how mad she is, she just can’t stay mad at me when my hands are on her body. It’s one thing that lets me know that she’s mine.

My hands are around her waist and her eyes are closed. I can see that she’s trying to resist me, but I’m not about to let her. There are better things we can be doing than arguing.

“Let’s not fight Baby, I don’t like it when we fight.”

I pulled the zipper down the back of her dress slowly then pushed the dress off of her shoulders. Her eyes are still closed, but she’s biting her lips now. I want her to open her eyes and look at me because I know she’s still trying to fight me.

“Open your eyes, Mel. Don’t try to fight me because you’re not gonna win.”

Reluctantly she opened her eyes and stared into mine. I saw all the emotions she tried to hide.

“I hate you sometimes, Richie.”

I chuckled and right before my lips touched hers I said, “No you don’t Melody.”

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The second biggest fight we ever had come a few days after the first. This one almost ruin our relationship. It was pretty stupid. So here’s what happened.

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Today is not really a good day for me, Melody has been drawing away from me. I really want to be able to take her on a date, but she keeps making up excuses. However, every time I would call her she’s out with Max. I mean, I can’t take her out but he can. She’s my girl, yet he is the one she’s out in public with.

“It’s a date for god sake, Mel! All I want to do is take you to dinner and a movie, tell me what is so hard about that?”

I’m pissed. She is acting like I’m a criminal who she doesn’t want to be caught with. This is the girl who slept with me within a day of knowing me. And have been sleeping with me, every day since I came out of hospital. Excluding the times when she was on her monthly.

I can’t wrap my head around it. Why is she acting this way? She’s all over me when the door is closed, yet when we’re in public she can’t wait to get away from me. What kinda relationship is this? Is this even a relationship?

“Why can’t we have dinner and a movie right here? We don’t need to go out.”

I can see the fright in her eyes. What the hell is that all about? There is something else in her eyes that I can’t read. I know a lot of guys out there will be asking why I’m complaining. I’ve got a sweet deal, a beautiful girl who is willing to sleep with me with no strings attached. But you’ll know when you find yourselves a girl like Melody.

She’s not the no strings attach kinda girl, as much as she pretends to be. Have you even seen a girl smiled and it lights up a room. Or she’s walking and everyone turns to take a second look. For god sake she’s never had an intimate relationship before me. What the hell does she know about no strings attach?!

“What hell is this about, Mel? Are you ashamed to be seen with me?”

She turned away and I cursed. Well I did asked, didn’t I?

“So I’m good enough for you to screw, but I’m not good enough for you to have a real relationship with.”

She opens her mouth to speak, but I cut her off.

“Fine Mel, let’s play this your way. You wanna have a no strings relationship then let’s have a no strings relationship. I’ll have no claim on you and you’ll have no claim on me. Is that what you want?”

I can see the scared look on her face. I don’t understand this girl. What does she really want from me? I know she loves me because it’s always there when she looks at me. Always there when we make love. Why is she so afraid of having a life with me? Whenever our conversations gets too serious, she would get so closed off.

“Richie I… yes. Yes it’s what I want.”

Unbelievable! I’ll play along, but let’s see how long she can handle a relationship that is no relationship at all.