Chapter 52: Chapter 52

Melissa woke up on hearing her alarm sing for the third time, something she never likes for a bit. She rolled off the bed and walked to the kitchen to get a bottle of water only to find Karen passed out on the couch.

"Karen" she whispered.

At first, she had wanted to rush to her, pull her hair and slam her against the floor but something stronger than anger kept her from moving.

Mere looking at Karen, you could tell she is as good as useless. Her make-up seems too much, her clothes barely covered her body, her pants were still on her ankle, and her hair was rough. She must have had sex on that couch.

She decided to ignore her and do whatever she need to execute. About a

A few minutes later, she walked out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee and toasted bread. Wrong combination but her taste for weird food seems to expand each day.

She quickly took a quick bath after eating and made to work off the apartment only to stop hearing Karen's voice.

"I wished you were dead," Karen said.

Melissa froze, not that she was afraid, she stood still from stopping herself from rushing to Karen and slamming her head against the wall. Well, pushing her off the window would be also fun but if her death gets investigated, no one would hesitate to put her redhead in jail.

"Still the same red-headed cunt" Karen chuckled "Afraid to talk, as usual"

"I am only trying to get my ass off jail, Karen," Melissa said before turning back to face her rival "If not, I would be standing on that same spot that you are, looking one to your dead body on the ground" she folded her arms "Your eyes open, your brain on the floor, your mouth open and as well as your virginal since you are wearing no pants"

A creepy smile appeared on her face as she see Karen's face turn white, almost as white as a living ghost. The smile suddenly disappeared from her face as she turned and walked out the door, making sure to bang the door on her way out.

Matching to the director's offices like a soldier going to war, Melissa kept blinking vigorously to hold herself from wetting her mascara and ruining her makeup that did a very good job in hiding her red swollen eyes.

She heaves severally, calming herself before she gently knocks on the door. At first, no one replied until she knocked again and harder.

"Madame West" she whispered "It's uhm- a student Melissa Harts, my reg number is -"

Melissa fell on her face down as the door suddenly opened, revealing a calm-looking middle-aged woman with her eyes glass that always looks too big for her eyes.

"I have been waiting for this day, Miss Hart," she said coldly as she stepped across Melissa and walked to her seat.

Madame West stare at Melissa in silence for a while, it looks like the redhead was still trying to get over the fall as she had her left palm over her face. Massaging her forehead and ruining her makeup.

"Hello ma" she whispered as she sat on the chair Madame West showed her "As I said before I am "

"Melissa Hart" Madame West interrupted "The ballet dancer that luckily good selected among for the school ballet and contemporary dance awards without been tested and unfortunately got her scholarship retrieved on the second week of resumption"

Melissa was sure she noticed the woman's lips keep moving but she couldn't get a word out of it as she was shocked and temporarily dumb.

She wouldn't stop closing and opening her mouth like a jellyfish and still didn't make any sense as she felt too puzzled to say a word.

"In the absence of any questions" Madame West's Voice went loud, snapping Melissa off her short trance "I will like to tell you that you were under a non-governmental scholarship and it got withdrawn when he claimed he got a video of you, fighting when you  were supposed to be dancing"

"Then how have I been coping?" Melissa sniffed.

"You mean you don't know?" Madame West looked straight into Melissa's brown eyes "It's the arrogant boyfriend of yours"

"I have no idea who you are talking about mam" Melissa shifts uncomfortably on her chair "So far I had only been in one relationship, and it's was a girl"

The old bored face of the woman frowned as she looked at Melissa intensively, she dropped the pen she was holding and field both hands on the table.

"Been gays is disgusting" she said angrily "But since my only child decided to be a lesbian, I have nothing left to tell"

Embarrassment flushed through Melissa, making her turn darker shades of pink.

"I am sorry ma'am"

"Explain that to the Hughes," The woman said uninterested.

"Pardon!?"

"You heard me, ginger head" Madame west stood up "The Hughes did it for you"

"Williams?"

"Go have a nice time to settle it with him, Miss Harts, as he fondly calls you" she walked to the door "Feel free to rest your head on my desk. The camera is on and it's watching you".

For a moment, as long as Melissa could cry her eyes out and try to mend her horrible face with make-up, time seems to move faster than she expected.

On a normal day, she would wait for her friends if they were in school or call them but this time she didn't call. She just walked home, crying without consequences.

When she got to her apartment, she search for her dairy she hardly uses and found out where she had jotted Williams's address, and the next thing she knew, she found herself in his room.

She sat patiently on the bed, waiting for him to finish having his bath.

While she wait for him, she picked at her nails, peeling off the nail polish as she stared at his picture.

Although, she literally came to talk about what she had heard the picture seems like it was buying her attention. In the next few seconds, Melissa was on her feet, walking to the picture on the wall.

Just as she had seen it before and what caught her attention, Melissa kept staring at the tattoo she had once seen. After trying to remember if she had seen it on him again apart from that day, she made up her mind it was fake or it was a write-up Williams badly wanted to be written on his body but for a reason best known to him, he rather not.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes dramatically " I lied?" It sounded more like a rhetorical question.

"Yes"

Melissa turned back to notice will walking to his bed and casually dropped his towel leaving him bare.

"You don't have to do that" she gasps and looked away, staring at the picture again.

"You can turn around now," Williams said "It's something you have seen before, it's just a shame you haven't touched or tasted it"

Melissa blushed hard, she looked back and notice him in his designer's boxer, which felt like a huge relief for her.

Awkwardly, she fold both hands under her breast and walked closer to him, she never took her eyes away from his neck for once until she noticed his tattoo.

"I bet you have seen Madame West" Williams Interrupted as he turn to face her "You will get nothing from me, just go away"

"Then why did you let me in?" Melissa blurted out, she tilted her bead to the left waiting for his reaction "why did you keep it secret?"

"Melissa go away" Williams walked past her as he put the finishing touches on his shirt "Please" he pleaded.

Melissa stood disappointed, she exhaled and shook her head in disagreement.

"If you want to get rid f me fr a while" she paused "Then know that I am grateful"

"It's nothing, Mel," Williams said. He walked back to his closet and brought out a makeup box.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She moved close to him "Why did you keep it to yourself?"

"Because I love you" Williams paused "I love you Melissa and I can't stand anything happens to you"

For a while, Melissa thought she was imagining things. She moved closer, raised her left hand slowly then touched the side of his lips.

"But you bullied me" She whispered.

"I never wanted to feel attached" He placed his hands on hers "I feel I will grow weak, just as I have"

"You are the strongest man I have ever known Williams" Melissa hugged him "I apologize for my misbehavior and I want to tell you to thank you"

With his arms around Melissa's small body and his jaw above her redhead, Williams smiled. He kissed her head, put stray hairs behind her ears, and kissed the corner of her lips.

The look on Melissa's face seems strange, strange that Williams was expecting a fast sting on his face as a result of her slap but none came.

His eyes open in surprise as he felt Melissa's warm small palms on both sides of his face and pulled him closer, smashing their lips in a devouring kiss.

The surprise didn't last long as Williams's left palm found itself in her hair and pulled slightly on her hair. She gasps as his lips place kisses on her cheek, ear, and neck leading to her cleavage.

She moaned.

Her slender fingers pressed his head closer, enjoying every bit of his lips very close to her nipples.

The door busted open!

"Excuse me sir" A man in black mumbled "He is gone" his face seems professional even as he tried to hide the smirk on his face when Melissa yelped and hid behind Williams.

"Michael is gone!"