Arranged Marriage

Married At Fifteen?! {Ch. 5}

''* Raven's POV *'' {Whoo-hoo, changing it up! I'm such a dork...}

"Ohh, baby! Ugh, ugh!" Melanie made some sounds that I guess she thought they were sexy. She was so wrong. Closing my eyes, I blocked her out, and my thought flew back to that one girl. My wife... What was her name, again? Oh, well, didn't matter. I remembered when I'd thrown off her veil. She'd looked so cute, so vulnerable and scared. She was nicely built, with very pleasing features. I wished it was her here, instead of Melanie. I stood up.

"Babe? What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Melanie came immediately to my side. I wish she wouldn't call me 'babe'. She's so needy.

"Nothing, but I gotta get home. I need to meet my new 'wife'."

She looked hurt. I didn't care. "She won't replace me, will she?" Melanie asked, trying to be cute. I sighed inwardly, but then kissed her. "No, she won't," I said into the kiss. We stayed that way for about one minute; me feeling her up, her sticking her tongue down my throat.

Eventually I got up. "Later," I said, and shut the door behind me. I headed down to my room, buttoning up my shirt as I walked.

Opening the door to my room, I saw my wife, what was her name? , sleeping, fully clothed, on the bed. Her face was so calm and peaceful; completely different from how it was at our wedding.

I began to open the door wider, but stopped, seeing Skylar with his arms wrapped around her. He bent over her, and gently pushed her dark hair off her forehead. Leaning forward, he kissed her forehead slowly and sweetly. What the hell?

I pushed the door completely open and stepped in. Skylar looked up, confused, but then saw it was me. His face hardened, and his arms tightened around her waist. I really need to learn her name.

"What are you doing?!" I whisper-yelled, because my wife was still asleep.

"Not nearly as much as you were doing to my wife," Skylar retorted calmly.

"Fine, you want me to stop? I will. She's much prettier, anyway!"I motioned to the nameless girl, who was still on the bed.

"No! You can't! You can have Melanie; I want Lovette!" Skylar was mad now. Too bad she was mine, or else they'd probably be very happy together.

"You want who?" I asked in a whisper.

"You didn't even bother to learn her name?!" Skylar asked me incredulously.

I shrugged. "It didn't seem important. What is it, though? I may need it one day."

Skylar scowled. "Her name is Lovette, and I love her. Why can't you be happy with Melanie?" He stood up, facing me.

I laughed quietly. "Any girl would prefer me to you, cousin dearest," I spat. As a second thought, I added on, "And I'll prove it." With two strides I was next to, what was it? Right... Lovette. What an odd name. Very sexy, though, I like it.

Leaning down, I kissed her full on, on the lips. I smirked as she woke up and began to kiss back.

''*Lovette's POV *''

What? I woke up, and immediately felt something on my lips. Is someone kissing me? Yes, I think so. Aw, Skylar woke me up with a kiss! How random, but still sweet.

I began to kiss back, and he instantly began running his tongue over my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I let him, and the kiss became deeper. He kissed me roughly, his hands holding my waist so tight it hurt.

This wasn't Skye.

I quickly pushed him away, getting off the bed. I saw Skylar standing, enraged, in front of the door. I rushed over to him. "Skye?" I called timidly.

"Are you okay?" he asked me forcefully, obviously tense, pulling me gently into a hug, and turning so that I was shielded from whoever was on the bed.

"Yes," I answered. "But who was that?"

I heard someone chuckling. Looking over Skye's shoulder, I saw a guy with dark brown hair and a nice build getting off the bed. He answered my question before Skye could. "I'm your husband, baby."

I gasped. Crap, crap, CRAP! This was worse than I thought.