Melissa stood still like she was in a movie and tha pause button had been used. She looked at Molly's face, the smile so bright that one could mistake her for an angel.    "You got that for me?"     Molly nodded as she handed Melissa the box, who in return tore the small wrappers away.    The diamond necklace felt like the whole earth to Melissa, she screamed, jumping round she jumped on Molly. Boldly kissing her lips.    "Thank you so much".    Molly smiled, if there was anything else she would want is to make Melissa the happiest person on earth. She enjoyed watching her scream saying things she couldn't even understand.     Melissa caress every bit of the necklace, blinking back the tears in her eyes she gavw it to Molly, took her hair up and turned around. &

   Karen chuckled, she quickly cover her mouth with the back of her palm as melissa and Williams starred daggers at her.     "It doesn't belong to me" melissa said again "I have to go give it back".   Williams grinned, his look zeroed on melissa's lips, if only she could read minds! Melissa would have been nowhere else but in his bed, screaming his name.    He stood up, took karen's hand and with a slight bow and his signature smirk, he said.     "If the person is a lady, beg her if it's a man, suck his dick".     The dark sensation in his empty eyes explained alot. He placed a prolonged kiss on karen's bruised lips, watching melissa intensively from the corner of his eyes. They walked away with his hand wrapped around her thick waist, karen laughing at a joke Williams made.     "You guys are De

    Melissa sat on a bench in a quiet place, after what she had went through that day, she just want to be left alone. She had called Molly several times but it kept on going to voicemail mail.     "This is Molly, you know what to do". Molly's teasing voice repeated the same phrase for the fifteenth time.    Thank goodness she brought her laptop, she wouldn't have known what to do at that moment. Within the next two hours she was done with her online lecture and was preparing to make another call to her lover.   "This is Molly, you know what to do".    In rage she exchange her phone for her violin. In years, she had learned how to control her mood swings without letting anyone notice.   Different thoughts filled her minds, like how she was going to pay for her next month rents. Since the first day she arrived at the n

   That evening was like any random evening a person with unfortunate could have. The thoughts about going to her apartment to see Karen, the broken phone still with her, the care taker of the place brought a letter reminding about the rent and the break up.    Melissa decided to be left alone, she told Leah and Sam that she would be fine alone and she can manage anything for now. She just doesn't fancy the idea of looking to pathetic and crying in someone's arms.    She felt it was because she was too pathetic that Molly decided to toy with her. She should have known love sucks just like how she see people quote on social media. She should have known more when Molly touched her the first time and went ahead to kiss her! She should have built the wall of their friend zone higher.    Walking alone in the street, nothing else could make her feel useful. The thoughts that kept on comi

   On getting to her apartment, Ryan spotted her associate, sitting on a sport bike. The pink gown she wore was short, exposing her long legs and thighs.  She even still look professional, in her black heel sandals, her long hair was nearly packed in a ponytail.     "Miss Ferico". Ryan smiled extending her hand for a hand shake. "Always looking sexy".   Rosie smiled back, she shook Ryan warmly "It's Federico not Ferico" she corrected "You know I don't do sexy".    Ryan grinned as she withdraw her hand, she walked in as Rosie followed without any other conversation.   As a young woman apartment would be, Ryan's sitting room was a mess with her towel on the floor. She picked it and began to put every other thing in place.     "Don't bother" Rosie sat "If I've had my own apartment it would look as unorganized as yours".&