Chapter 12

Melanie's POV

Wesley's been to 2 more appointments since his outburst and he's still distant. It's so frustrating. Most times I stay the night but when I do he never seems to want to talk. All he does is watch tv in his room and I do whatever until I go to bed with him.

"Can you pass me the remote?" Wesley asks as he points to it sitting next to me on his dresser.

"You know what, Wesley? No."

"What the fuck? Why?"

"Because.. You're being distant and all you ever do is watch tv. I'm sick of it."

"Aw is someone on their period? Why are you being such a bitch?"

I gasp and sit up to slap him but he grabs my wrist to stop me.

"Don't." He spats and I glare at him.

"The real question is, why are you being such an asshole?" I say with just as much malice and jerk my wrist away from his grip.

He doesn't say anything and looks back at the tv and I roll my eyes. I start to get up but he grabs my hand and pulls me back.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Home. Don't want you hurting me again because you're pissed." I snap, not meaning the words. His eyebrows scrunch up in anger.

"Take that back!" He raises his voice.

"Nope." I try to pull my hand away but he pulls me closer and slaps me. I gasp and he let's go of my hand when he realizes what he did. I raise a hand to my cheek and the tears start to come down immediately as I get up.

"Melanie, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to." His eyes are full of sorrow but I look at him like he's a stranger.

"No, Wesley." I say through my tears and he tries to get closer to me but I back away as fast as I can. He raises a hand but puts it back down and looks down in shame. As I rush out of his room I continue to sob. Why would he slap me? He'd never do that to me. Yet look what happened.

I continued to rush out of his apartment, not looking back to see if he's following me. He'd be stupid to. When I get in my car I continue to cry and the tears just won't stop. I get my phone out and call Drew and by the 3rd ring he finally answers.

"Hey, Mel."

"D-Drew." I stutter, tears clouding my vision.

"Whoa, what's wrong?"

"Wesley.."

"What'd he do?"

"H-he slapped m-me." I say and cry even harder.

"He what?! That jackass!" He yells into the phone and I flinch.

"Drew, calm down."

"No, Melanie! He has no fucking right to slap you! Is he out of his mind?"

"I don't know.. He called me a bitch, too."

"That's it. Where the fuck are you?"

"I'm in the parking lot at his apartment complex."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

"Wait! Drew." But he hangs up before I can speak. I sigh and throw my phone on the passenger seat of my car and bury my face in my hands as the tears continue to fall.

A few minutes later I see Drew getting out of his car and heading straight towards the stairs to Wesley's apartment. I rush out of my car as quickly as I can and run after him.

"Drew!" I yell and when I get upstairs I see Drew unlocking the door with his key to Wesley's apartment and I rush after him.

"What the fuck, Drew!" I hear Wesley yell and I mutter 'shit' under my breath and slowly walk into Wesley's room to see Wesley on the floor with a bloody nose.

"Why the fuck did you slap her!" Drew yells at Wesley and I cover my mouth in horror.

"It was a fucking accident!" Wesley jumps up and lunges at Drew and they end up on the floor throwing punches at one another.

"Stop!" I yell but they don't listen.

"Stop!" I repeat myself but louder and pull Wesley off of Drew.

"Melanie, get away from him." Drew warns as he stands up and I shake my head.

"No! Just stop fighting!" I yell and stand between them two.

"It was an accident, Drew!" Wesley yells.

"How the fuck could you slapping her be an accident?" He yells right back and my tears start to fall again.

"I-I don't know. It just was!" Wesley looks like he struggling for words.

"Look, you fucking left a mark on her cheek!" Drew yells even louder as he looks at me and he tries to lunge at Wesley again but I stop him.

"Would you two stop! Just stop fighting!" I yell as I put my hands up to silence them.

"Mel.." They both say at once.

"Silence! I don't like you two arguing! You two are friends! Just because Wesley slapped me doesn't mean you need to cause havoc!" I say to Drew.

"He had no right to slap you, Melanie!"

"Just stop. I'm sick of both of you right now." I say and walk out of the room and sit down on the couch in the living room.

I hear arguing a few seconds later and I roll my eyes and try to block them out. A second later Drew comes out and takes me by the hand, pulling me up.

"What are you doing?!" I say as I try to get my hand free.

"We're leaving."

"No."

"What?"

"No, Drew. I need to talk to Wesley."

"No, Melanie. He'll hurt you again."

"Just go. Let me talk to him." I say and pull my hand back.

"Fine, but if he hurts you do not fucking hesitate to call me."

"Okay, I know Drew." I say and he walks out of Wesley's apartment.

I sigh and walk down the hallway to Wesley's room slowly. When I get in I see him on the floor with his face in his hands.

"Wesley?"

"Go away." He mumbles and I walk over to him and sit down next to him.

"Talk to me, Wes."

"No."

"Please?"

"What is there to say? I've hurt you for real this time. There's no denying it anymore." He says, looking at me with sad eyes and I place a hand over his.

"Wesley.. You were way out of line to slap me but I know you didn't mean to."

"I know, I'm so sorry baby." He says and I squeeze his hand a bit.

"It's alright.. I forgive you." I say and kiss him passionately as he cups my cheeks with his hands and pushes his tongue into my mouth. I tangle my fingers in his hair and pull at the ends and he moans.

He pulls us up to the bed and I straddle his lap as I pull his shirt off. I lead my lips down his body and to his v line and I look up at him.

"Are you sure?" He asks and I nod. I pull his pants and boxers down and I don't regret pleasuring him at all when I'm done.

I lay down next to his naked body, breathing heavily.

"Fuck.. That was great, thank you baby." He says, panting and I blush, knowing I have that kind of affect on him. He leans over to kiss my cheek and I give him a small smile.

"You're welcome." I say and he grins at me.

"Take off your shirt."

"Why?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at him and he laughs a bit.

"Because I'm naked.. I think it's only fair." He smirks and I rolls my eyes as I laugh as well.

"Whatever.." I mumble and take my shirt off and he bites his lip as his eyes rake down my half naked body. "Don't stare at me." I joke and he laughs as he gets up to put his underwear back on.

We get under the covers and Wesley holds me like it's the last time. I rest my head on his chest and he strokes my hair as we watch a movie that was playing on one of the movie channels.

"I love you." Wesley whispers and I smile to myself.

"I love you, too." I say and watch the movie. It was one of our favorites; Now You See Me. Personally, I mainly loved it because of Dave Franco, but Wesley didn't need to know that.

I end up passing out a little over half way into the movie.

I wake up in the middle of the night and Wesley's not in bed next to me. I yawn and get out of bed to see if he's in another part of the apartment.

"Wesley?" I whisper, and I hear voices coming from the other side of the front door. I walk up to the door and press my ear to it.

"I can't work with you guys anymore." I hear Wesley say.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I hear a man say; he sounds in his late twenties.

"I can't take the risk of her finding out; she could get hurt." Wesley says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Don't do this, Wesley. We need you in this business. I have a stash of drugs right now that I need you to keep until I text you where to take them next." Drug dealing? What the fuck?

"I don't know.."

"Come on."

"Fine." Wesley says and I hear him go towards the door so I scurry away into his room and onto his bed. I get back under the covers and act like I'm asleep. I cover my mouth with my hand as I replay the words that I heard from outside. Why would Wesley get into a business like that?

It's been several minutes and Wesley finally comes back in the room. I act like I'm asleep as I feel the bed move and he wraps his arm around my waist. I hear him snoring shortly and I let my body relax. I fall asleep after an hour or so.

-

The next morning I wake up and Wesley is still next to me asleep. Last nights events run through my mind and I shove it to the side for a bit.

I leave kisses against Wesley's neck to wake him up and that does the trick. He takes my hands and rolls on top of me so he's hovering me, pinning my hands on both sides of my head against the bed.

"So you wanna start teasing this early in the morning, huh?" I look down and sure enough I can tell he's turned on.

"Because I can do the same thing." He kisses me roughly, biting my lip and pulling it back lightly and letting go. He licks his lips before grinding his hips against mine and I squirm beneath him.

"Fuck, Wesley.." I moan and he presses his lips against mine as I arch my back.

He gets up after kissing me shortly and I groan. He laughs and walks off to the bathroom. I get up quickly, taking off the rest of my clothes on the way as he turns the shower on.

"What are you doing?" He asks and i start to take off my bra.

"I want to take a shower with you." I say and I pull my underwear down.

He stares at me in awe and I blush.

"You're so fucking gorgeous." He says and takes off his boxers.

He takes my hand and we get into the shower together. I take a deep breath and look up at him as my arms rest around his neck. He presses his lips against mine and I sigh in relief.

"I love you." I say against his lips.

"I love you too." He replies, resting his forehead against mine. We let the water surround us as we hold each other, standing in peaceful silence. I stand on my tippy toes to kiss his cheek and he takes the shampoo and lathers it before running it through my hair, and I rest my head against his chest as he does.

When we're done cleaning ourselves, I wrap a towel around my body and Wesley changes first. I tell him I'll be right back and I go and try to find where the drugs that he's dealing could be. I rush around the apartment, opening drawers and trying to look in places where he would hide it. I find one last drawer in a spare bathroom he doesn't use and open it and sure enough; there they are.

I look and see how much he has and it's a lot. It ranges from cocaine to pot and I try to keep myself from not crying at the sight of all these drugs.

"What are you doing?" I hear Wesley say behind me and I turn around quickly, shutting the drawer quickly.

"Uh.. I-I'm trying to find a.. a extra toothbrush." I lie and he gives me a weird look.

"They're in my bathroom.." He says and I smile at him as I walk past him and head to his bathroom.

I take a toothbrush out and brush my teeth to cover up the lie and Wesley comes up being me and wraps his arms around my waist from behind.

"Time for your therapy session." I say and he groans.

"Please don't make me gooo." He literally whines as he follows me out of the bathroom.

"Why?"

"Because.. It's so boring and I just want to spend time with my girl." He says and I blush at him calling me 'his girl'.

"Fine, but just this time."

"Yay, thank you so much baby!" He smiles really wide and picks me up, excitedly and tosses me on the bed. He crawls over me and leans down to kiss me but quickly turns it around and starts to tickle me.

I squeal beneath him, trying to swat his hands away but he doesn't stop. I laugh so hard to where I'm crying and he finally stops tickling me.

I shove him off of me, both of us still laughing and he wraps an arm around my shoulders and I rest my head against his arm.

"So have you decided which college campus you want to go to?" I ask him.

"Yeah, I wanna try for NYU. They have a good program that I wanna be in. Have you?"

"Yes.. I want to go to NYU as well but it's so hard to get in.."

"If anyone gets in it should be you. You're smart and I know that you can do well in that school. If they don't accept you then it's their loss." He says and I smile at him.

"Thank you but I doubt it."

"Don't doubt yourself, baby. I love you so so so much and I know you're going to get into that school. I don't know about me though.." He says and I look up at him.

"I love you, too.. But why do you think that you won't get in?"

"Because I'm not smart enough." He says and I prop my elbow on the bed to get a better look at him.

"Yes you are, Wesley."

"You really think that?"

"Yes, I do." I say and lean down to peck his lips.

"Do you wanna go to the campus now?" He asks.

"Sure." I say and we get up. We get changed and leave his apartment.

-

"They said they'll let me know if I get in." Wesley says to me as he walks out of an office.

"Did they like you?" I ask and he nods.

"That's great!" I say and we walk towards the exit. I already had my appointment with one of the professors here and they pretty much said the same thing.

When we get back in the car, I hold Wesley's hand and we head to a restaurant.

Wesley's POV.

"I'm so nervous about getting into that school." I say as we sit down at a table.

"Why?"

"I don't know.. It's NYU for fucks sake." I say and she gives me a reassuring smile.

"It'll be alright, Wesley. I know that they just loved you and they'll accept you. Don't worry." She says.

I smile at her just as her phone rings and she picks it up and answers it.

"Hello?"

"Dad, what's wrong?" She says and I give her a confused look. She shrugs and gets up to talk to him by the front of the restaurant.

I watch her as she holds a hand to her ear and holds her phone to the other ear.

Right when I'm ordering our drinks, I see her drop to the floor, hunched over.

I rush past the waiter and run to her as fast as I can. People start to surround her to see what's wrong and I shove through them to get to her.

"Melanie.. What's wrong baby?" I ask and she doesn't answer as she cries hysterically.

"Melanie, please tell me." She grips my t-shirt and wets it with her tears.

"Wesley." She cries and I hold her in my arms as people stand around us to see if everything's okay. I rub her back, kissing her forehead.

"Tell me please. I'm getting worried." I whisper and she looks up at me barely.

"M-my mom.. S-she got in a c-car accident and d-died." She chokes out and my jaw drops as she begins to cry harder by the look on my face. It's full of pure shock. "Please just take me to my parents house."

I nod and help her up as the people around us ask if she's okay and I nod, lying.

I go and grab her bag from the table quickly and come back to her and we head out of the restaurant.

She just stares out the window, letting her tears fall as we head to her parents house and I wish I could do something. This is another death in her life that she didn't need and I feel so bad for her.

"Dad!" She chokes out as we get in the house and I watch her run to her dad, him enveloping her in his arms and I watch sadly.

"I know hunny." He says, rubbing her back as his own tears fall.

I start to walk over but Melanie's grandfather stops me and I look at him and back over at them.

"Wesley."

"Please let me go to her."

"No, Wesley.. Just let her be. She just lost her mother."

"She needs me.. Please."

"This is a family matter... I would suggest that you wait it out, she's lost too many people, Wes. Just go."

I look at him and slouch my shoulders as he guides me out of the house, shutting the door as soon as I step out.

I look at the door and put a hand to it, dropping my head in desperation. I turn around and kick one of the chairs on the porch.

"Fuck!" I yell as I walk to my car, getting in and burying my face in my hands, frustrated.

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Hey guys, so hope y'all like this chapter.(: I'll probably update next week maybe.. I have to study for finals coming up so it could possibly be two weeks until the next chapter. I don't know, I might have time to write. Just bear with me. Talk to y'all soon.(: