**A/N-- HEYA!!! You get to finally meet Melody and Zeke! Thanks for all the comments, and please keep commenting and reading!**
“Zeke, please, for me, apologize to Stephanie!” I said to Zeke. After I left Stephanie’s house, Zeke took me to this crappy diner a few blocks away from my house for our so-called “dinner”. After we ate, he took me to my place, and we fucked. After we finished, I knew it would be a good time to tell him to apologize to Stephanie. He was not to thrilled about me knowing what he about done to my best friend. I loved Zeke Griffin so much, but he can be a total jerk sometimes.
“Fine, I’ll do it for you. Do you know how long we’ve been dating for?” Zeke asked me ticking my belly button with his index finger.
“Hmmmm, three, four months?” I said and I felt his finger leave my belly button and touched my trimmed pussy. “Zeke, I am tired, can we do it later? Mom and dad are coming home soon anyways,” I said and he whined.
“I need you know. Can I at least get a blow job or jacked off?” Zeke asked and I got on my hands and knees and he hopped off to the side of my bed. I licked my hand and started to move my hand up and down his big cock. I had a lot of guys, and I am not proud of it, and Zeke is the biggest guy I had. I jacked him off for about three minutes until he cummed all over my face and he kissed me, even with his own hot cum on my face.
“I love you, Melody,” Zeke said and I smiled.
“I love you, too, Zeke,” I said and I let him get dressed as I went to the bathroom across the hall. I washed my face off and I looked at myself in the mirror. Who would befriend a girl like me? I am a whore, a alcoholic and on occasion, I take ecstasy. I had only one friend, and that is Stephanie. We met when we we’re fourteen years old and we just so happened to fuck brothers. I walked in with the nineteen year old guy and Stephanie is with the seventeen year old. She smiled at me and of course, we fucked them and afterwards, we sat on the couch of the house we we’re in, smoking some weed and talking. Ever since then, we became inseparable. When Stephanie decided to quit being the stank of the school, I was inspired as well. I also quit, but because high school is just one big rumor mill, Stephanie thought the whole time I was still fucking guys. When I heard about Nick coming into her life, I became joyous of her. Then, she quit drinking and smoking pot and stop doing the drugs. I just quit being a stank and quit the pot and the heavy drugs. I was there when she became depressed when we thought Nick was killed in Iraq. I took her to her therapy sessions. She is my best friend, I wanted to help.
I met Zeke four months ago at a party. Stephanie wanted to study for a major test in English, she got accepted to the Culinary School in Manhattan, so she wanted her grades to look good. I was very drunk and so was he. I went to the kitchen to get me another beer and Zeke was behind me. I knew him before the party and we did, had fun, before. He told me that he always thought I was beautiful and he wanted to make love to me. That hit my heart like an arrow. No guy I’ve been wanted to make love with me. We did make love and that morning, he asked me to date him, and here we are, dating.
“Baby, you’re parents are here!” Zeke said and I cussed under my breath and quickly put my tee-shirt and jeans on and ran to the living room. My parents and I hardly get along because of my actions. I don’t give a fuck what they think about me. I still loved them because of they are my parents and I know they love me cause I am their only daughter, but they interfere with my life and I hated it.
“Melody, you are going to New York University and you are going to apply to go to school there. We already got your paperwork filled out for your financial aide, so go apply,” my father, the professor at New York University, ordered me.
“What if I don’t want to go to college?” I said smirking at them.
“Baby doll, we just don’t want you to be a burger flipper or a factory worker for the rest of your life. You are very intelligent and I recall that you wanted to be a kindergarten teacher, so go ahead and do it!” my mother said.
“Mom, I was ten years old when I said that, I don’t want to go to college now. I will go later, just let me live my own life. I am fucking eighteen years old for crying out loud!” I yelled at them.
“Don’t you dare speak to your mother with that mouth!” my father said and I ran to my room and grabbed my book bag and stuffed what clothes I could in it. I needed out of this house and I don’t care where I will go, I want to leave. Zeke walked in and he touched my hand and stopped me for a second.
“So, you are going to move in with me?” Zeke asked me. He asked me a week ago to move in with him. He has his own apartment here in Brooklyn and he has a full time job at a factory that makes car interiors. Makes good enough money to pay the bills. I was skeptical at first, now I want to move in...TONIGHT!
“Yeah, if you don’t care. I got a job, so I can help pay the bills,” I said and he smiled. He helped me pack my stuff and without saying a word to my parents, I flipped them off with my middle finger and I slammed the door behind me.
“No fucking way, you moved in with Zeke? How long have you dated?” I said when Melody called me from Zeke’s place.
“For four months now,” Melody said.
“Why did you hide this from me? I am your best friend!” I grew very upset and Nick sat on the bed and gave me a cup of hot chocolate and then wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Because of Nick, Steph. I didn’t want to bring up the subject of men because we thought we lost Nick. I am so sorry!” Melody said and I heard her start to cry.
“It’s alright, Melody. I am still shocked that you grew some balls and left Carol and Miles like that!” I said and she laughed.
“They want me to go to college, actually, they we’re going to force me to go. I don’t want to go now. I don’t want to go for another four years of school. I want a break!” Melody said.
“You can always go to community college, they have wonderful programs. Well, I got to go, Nick is still here.” We said our good byes and when I put my phone on my bedside table, I pushed Nick onto his back and took off my thong. Nick took off his boxers and he helped me onto his cock and I sat on his cock and moaned when I felt him go all the way in. What bliss! I am in heaven! I haven’t rode Nick for a very long time, way before he left for Iraq and I really missed being on top. I moved my hips front to back and I rocked him until we came together. Tomorrow, we are going to start planning our wedding, including setting the date. I cannot wait! I wanted to be Nick’s wife so bad that it’s almost killing me. I want to be Mrs. Nicholas James Richards!