Melody P.O.V

Every night I found myself in his arms and in his bed, we might not be having sex, but it still felt wrong. Isabelle might not be my friend, but I ain't got nothing against her, she seemed like a very nice person. Maybe we could have been friends if we weren't in love with the same guy. I ain't know if you'd call what Richie's been doing with me cheating, but it sure as hell felt like it.

I knew that he was waiting on me to tell him that I'm ready to be with him, and I felt sorry for Isabelle that she had to be part of our drama. But to tell y'all the truth, I ain't so sure that we should be together. Our relationship ain't done nothing but make us miserable, corrupt our lives and separated us from the people who loved us.

I envy Isabelle, she was perfect for him, there was no complications in their relationship. Ain't no one telling her not to love him because he's from a different world from her, the colour of her skin is not a problem to his family or the outside world. She's free to love him without any of the prejudice I had to face. No one will ever mistake her for the maid, or think she's uneducated because of her skin colour. And I bet his mother would approve of her, she would be proud to claim her and parade her around. Inviting her into her rich bitch society. A colour girl from the ghetto ain't never gonna make the cut.

Richie sighed from behind me, pulling me closer to him. I knew he was still sleeping, but it still amazed me how he knew every time I'm bout to escape from his bed. It doesn't matter what time of the day or night it was if I ever think about escaping from his bed his hold on me would tighten.

It felt good being in his arms, I felt protected and loved. I ain't never felt that way with anyone before. He was my safe place. Does any of y'all have that one person that drives you to the brink of insanity, but you love em anyway? That entire year I spent apart from him was painful, I dreamt about him every night, even before my memories returned and let me tell y'all some of those dreams had me taking cold showers for days. But, I missed him like crazy. God, how I missed him.

I still can't believe that we were at the same college for an entire year and we ain't never came across each other. But, I'm glad that we found each other again, or I might never have known about Megan.

I still haven't talked to Harmony since I found out that she kept my daughter's existence from me. As for my parents, I just called them once to let them know that they too were on my shit list. They tried to tell me that they did it for me, but I hanged up, not wanting to hear any of their bullshit. Don't be looking at me like that, they done hide the existence of my child from me. Y'all telling me y'all wouldn't have done the same thing?

My entire world was crashing down right before my eyes and I didn't know how to make it stop. I felt like I couldn't trust anyone anymore. As for Jaxson and what he tried to do to me, that son-of-a-bitch got his coming. I promise y'all, when I see that dumbass nigga, Imma kick his ass right back in his mama's womb. Or Imma have some guy drug him and do back to him what he's been doing to us girls, see how he likes it.

Anyway, I guess y'all must be wondering what subjects I'm studying at college? Well, I'm majoring in computer science and design technology, as well as minoring in physics and business. Bet y'all though I was a dumbass, y'all can pick y'all mouths up off of the floor now. I worked hard to get where I was without any help from anyone. All my achievements I got those babies on my own. Take that all you judgmental bitches out there, who thinks that a black girl from the ghetto can't make better of her life. I might not have been to my high school graduation, but I got my diploma nonetheless. I left high school with a 6.0 GPA, so all the colleges I applied for, I got accepted into to. But Yale was always my first choice.

Y'all ain't gonna believe this, but all that time that Richie and I were together we ain't really talked college. Our focus was more on keeping our relationship afloat and looked how that turned out.

Anyway, enough talk about college, my main concern at the moment is getting my black ass back into my own bed. But Richie's hold on me was unbreakable. Try as I might I couldn't get free of him.

I decided to wait a bit, in hopes that his grip would loosen. I laid there thinking about all the time I missed out with my daughter. I ain't never got to see her be born because I was in a coma, I missed out on vital parts of her life because I didn't understand what I was feeling for Richie and I was too scared to face it, so I ran.

With all those thoughts running through my mind, I fell asleep. When I wake up again for the second time, it was to find a little person on the bed next to me giggling. I opened my eyes and saw Megan smiling next to me. Her cute little eyes were scrunched up so tight as she pretended to sleep. Richie's hand were still around me. Megan giggled again, causing Richie to lean over me.

"Shh, princess, mommy still sleeping. We have to be very quiet or we'll wake mommy."

I quickly shut my eyes, playing their game, but I still made sure to peek a bit. Megan nodded her little head but continued giggling. I opened my eyes a bit more because I wanted to see her a little clearer, but she caught me.

"Uh-oh, mommy no sleepy anymore."

Hearing her call me mommy shook me to my core. I gasp, my eyes widening. I felt the tell tail signs of tears prickling at my eyes. She called me mommy! Y'all ain't understand how that made me feel since I found out about her I've tried my best to spend every waking hour with her. And now hearing her call me mommy eased that horrible feeling in my heart. I didn't completely hate myself anymore.

"Uh-oh, did we wake mommy up?"

Richie asked her while picking her up to put her in the middle of us. She screamed and giggled, kicking up her little feet. I couldn't help it, y'all, I just had to laugh. It was so cute to watch.

Turning on my side, I faced them. Megan was still giggling, but she settled down a bit. I was amazed at how beautiful she was. I know she's my child, but she was just so beautiful.

"Morning, baby."

I pulled her into my arms and started placing feathery kisses all over her face. She giggled some more and then I let go of her, I didn't want to, but I did. When I looked up I saw Richie looking at us with a satisfied smile on his face. I know what he saw when he looked at us...a perfectly complete family.

Only we weren't perfect because he had a girlfriend and I was still trying to sort my feelings and my life out. The only thing perfect about us was Megan.

"Morning."

I can't even begin to tell y'all how cute she sounded. It sounded more like monin than morning. She was amazing, I just couldn't help looking at her. I ain't never knew that one person could completely complete you.

Megan turned to her dad and kissed him. She told him morning in her cute voice and he answered her back. But let me tell y'all, what she did after that really stunned me. She looked at Richie and I and said.

"Mommy, Daddy morning."

At first I thought she was telling us both morning, but then she said it again and smacked her lips together in a kiss. My eyes widened and I looked over at Richie. He had the same stunned expression as I did.

Our daughter wanted us to kiss each other and say morning. I didn't know what to do, but Megan kept repeating herself, so Richie and I decided to do it. This might sound strange to y'all, but Richie and I only shared a bed there was no kissing or sex involve, just plain old sleeping.

He looked at me and I looked at him, then we leaned over and place our lips together. It was just a simple light touch, two lips barely brushing. But then we pressed a little closer to each other and I felt that all too familiar spark. And from the way he reacted I knew he felt it too. However, before we could go any further there was a knock on the door.

We pulled apart from each other and I quickly turned my face. Not wanting him to see the fire that was burning in my eyes.

"Who's it?"

Richie called. I turned back to glance at him and saw that his eyes never left me. His eyes were dark and he was looking at me with primal need and determination.

"It's Jessa."

I liked Jessa, she was really nice and Megan loved her. She started staying over more at the house because it was exam season. Although she knew that Richie and I sleep in the same room, she never said a bad word to me, or tell me what I was doing was wrong. I almost wish she had, that way I'd feel bad hurting Isabelle.

"Come in."

The door opened and Jessa walked in. Megan started jumping up and down yelling her name, and that made me laugh.

"I've come to give Megan her bath and breakfast."

At the mention of the words bath and breakfast, Megan hurried her little feet off the bed and waddled her way over to Jessa. She loved bath time and food was her absolute favourite thing.

Jessa picked her up and they both walked out of the room singing bath time songs. The moment the door closed I felt my heartbeat picked up. I suddenly realised that we were alone. I knew that I had to get out of there.

Without looking at Richie, I threw the sheet off of me and jumped off the bed. Because I was in such a hurry I almost tripped over.

"I, um...I've got classes starting in a few hours, so um...I'll just um...leave.

I saw the door in sight and I hurried over to it. It felt like I was taking forever to reach it and when my fingers finally touched the knob, I felt like my escape was in reach. But I never got to turn the knob because Richie was suddenly behind me.

It all happened so quickly. He grabbed my hand off of the knob and turned me around. I didn't have time to think or breathe, his lips were suddenly on mine devouring it. I couldn't protest even if I wanted to. His kiss was turning me to mush.

Everything was moving so fast, but there was no need for words. It felt like his hands were everywhere and nowhere. We were kissing and clawing at each other. I felt his hands in my hair, on my neck, on my breast, around my waist and with every new touch a burning hunger grew inside of me.

Clothes were being thrown everywhere, and we were getting closer and closer to each other. Our touch began to get desperate and before we knew it we were back on the bed making love. My body rejoiced from our union.

After what seems like hours of being one with each other we finally pulled apart, and then there was a knock on the door. I buried my head in Richie's chest because I felt ashamed and guilty as hell. I thought that there was no way that Jessa didn't hear us.

"Who's it?"

Richie called. He pushed the hair out of my face and grabbed my chin. I looked up at him and he smiled. Slowly his lips came down on mine in a sweet agonising kiss. We moved together until I was on my back, head rested on the bed and him over me. I welcomed him between my thigh and he deepened the kiss.

"It's me, baby, why is your door lock?"

Hearing Isabelle's voice was like being doused with cold water.