Miya/Mela
She felt the tears coming, but shook her head as she placed her hands behind her onto the top of her butt. Mela felt the tears rolling down her face and got angry with herself for showing weakness.
"Fuck." Mela looked up towards the ceiling, but then quickly looked at Marcus to see him standing there. He didn't move, it was like he was stuck in time.
"Marcus say something."
She watched his lips part but quickly closed again.
Mela sighed heavily as she threw her hands up. "Fuck it. Just fuck it." Mela walked off down the hall to find her glasses. She couldn't be in the room with him right now. Him not showing any kind of emotion upset her to the fullest. It looked as though he didn't even care and it bothered her.
First he came to back her almost a week later with no phone calls and/or text and now she lost not one child, but two and he's not showing not the slightest bit of emotion was irritating her. She knew he was heartless towards other people, but she thought they were making process towards one another.
With the slightest bit of vision she had, Mela was able to find her glasses on the ground and placed them on her wet face. When she turned back around her face hit his chest, within seconds his arms wrapped around her frame with his head laying on top of hers.
"Don't think because I didn't say anything mean I don't care." He whispered. "You lost both of my seeds today out of nowhere. You lost my babies, that's fucking me up on the inside."
Mela stood still and listened to his heartbeat. It was soothing to her and it somewhat calmed her down enough to stay and listen to what he had to say.
"Just like you're protecting Miya, I'm protecting Mason. There is no telling how the both of them going to react to this situation. Most likely, Miya might slip into depression and Mason might disconnect from both you and the world. We can't do that to them. We can't do that to ourselves. I'm not saying it's not okay for us to cry and feel down because, baby," he chuckled a little before sighing heavily. "Losing babies that we won't ever be able to meet is heartbreaking. It's going to take us a few hours or maybe even a few days to accept the fact, but it's better us than them."
In the middle of him talking, Mela couldn't help but to break down. Her babies were gone and that's all that mattered right now.
"This will never be a 'just fuck it moment'." He quoted her. "This moment will live with us for the rest of our lives and hopefully this made us stronger as a couple. I'm just pissed at myself because I should have been here earlier. I should have been the one to take you to the hospital. I should have been here to hold you and I'm sorry that I wasn't." She felt his lips on her forehead as a sigh escaped his lips again. "I'm so sorry."
Mela shook her head and tried to gather herself enough to speak to him.
"H-how would you have known this was going to h-happen?" Her trying to catch her breath made her stop for a second. "Don't say you're sorry because you weren't here. There was absolutely no way you could have known." Mela wiped her face and sighed heavily.
"You don't understand Mela, if I have came just a few days ago, like I should have, then I could have been here for you. I shouldn't have been out there doing me."
Mela looked up at him with both of her eyes squinted. She felt her tears soak back up as she mugged at him. What the hell did he mean by 'doing him'?
"Did you cheat on me or something Marcus, because I swear to God if you did I will put a bullet in your ass." Her voice cracked a little. That what it had sound like to her and if so, this was really something she couldn't take.
"What the fuck I look like cheating on you and I just put the ring on your finger? I just told you I'm not on that kind of shit, why would I break my promise to you?" He scoffed a little.
"Then why the fuck would you say 'I shouldn't have been doing me'? Don't nobody say that unless they been out there wildin' and cheating Marcus." Mela pushed him back to look at him clearer. "What the fuck were you really doing back in Chicago, Marcus?" She said his name with more aggression.
She watched as he leaned on the wall in front of her and rubbed on his chin. He looked her in her eyes and twisted his lip to the side.
Before he was able to say anything, Mela chuckled. "If you're about to say that you were out there chilling with your ex, I swear I'm taking a flight to Chicago tonight and I'm going to beat that bitch ass until she die and then I will turn back around and have my people fuck you up with a fucking smile on my face. I allowed you to disrespect me too many times before Marc-."
"I put my father in the hospital."
Mela twisted her face in confusion and stared at him. "You did what?"
"I fought my father and I put him in the hospital. My fathers mom called the cops on me when I left her house and filed a police report." He chuckled a little. "But my mom handled the situation, even though it took a few days."
Mela felt her shoulders relaxed as a simple sigh left her lips. "Why didn't you call me?"
"Because this has nothing to do with you. Hell, this has nothing to do with my mama. This is between me and him." He leaned off the wall and walked all up in her personal space. "I had some speculations that you were pregnant, so I didn't want to stress you out with my bullshit. Especially with something you have absolutely no idea about." He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up.
"Why would you fight your dad?" Mela has realized he has never talked about his dad with her. It has almost been two years since they known each other and not once did he speak about his dad or his dad side of the family.
"Because I told him, way before I met you, that if I seen him again I was going to beat his ass, and that's what I did. Even if it was ten years later."
"Ten years later? So you've been waiting since you were seventeen to beat your fathers ass?" Mela arched her brow.
"I keep my promises." He kissed her lips before kissing her forehead. "Oh yeah, don't threaten me again Mela." He chuckled.
Mela tooted her lip in the air with a mug on her face. "Shut your ass up. You don't damn near ignore me and come back like I wasn't going to say anything. I should slap the fuck out of you. You had me waiting for some dick just for you to not even come until today?" Mela huffed at him. "Now I can't even fuck you until after I come back from my trip."
"What you mean until after your trip?" He arched his brow at her.
"I can't have sex until two weeks from now and guess when I leave?" Mela mugged up at him. "Two weeks from now." She held up two fingers.
He sighed loudly. "Damn Mela."
"Don't damn me. What the hell wrong with you? Mela scoffed at him. They both held eye contact with each other. Intimidating one another.
"Marcus." Mela looked up at him with a smile on her face.
She watched as he arched his brow at her. "What?"
"I'm hungry."
"I bet you are. Your all over the place emotions made your appetite grow." He shook his head. "What do you want to eat?"
"Make me some soup." She smiled.
"It takes hours to make soup Mela."
She squinted at him. "I want what I want. Give me what what I want."
He sighed heavily. "Go head and clean up your nasty ass throw up and wash up." He kissed her forehead and turned around to leave her be.
Mela turned on around to look down at the hall and sighed when she saw her vomit. "I should have made it to the toilet."
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As she made her way downstairs the smell of the soup made her mouth watered.
"Marcus!" Mela yelled as she stood on the last step before stepping off and walking into the kitchen to see him not in there. She quickly looked inside of the pot on her stove to see her soup simmering. Mugging she walked around the corner to her living room to see him sitting on the couch.
Smacking her lips, she walked in front of him, but then shook her head to see him sleeping. Deciding to not disturb him, Mela sat on the huge loveseat and rested her feet on the ottoman in front of it. She leaned back in the chair and looked at what Marcus had playing on the tv.
"Why you all the way over there?" She looked over her shoulder to see him looking at her with his eyes low.
"You were sleeping and I didn't want to bother you."
He groaned lightly before getting out his seat and walking over to her. He sat in the seat with her and pulled her on top of him. Mela looked up at him as she got comfortable on top of him. Her right leg laid comfortably in the middle of his legs as her left laid over his right leg. She laid her head on his chest and sighed.
"What's wrong with my baby?" He asked her.
"Nothing, it has been a very long day." Mela laughed a little.
"Mm." She felt his hand lay on her butt. "I have a question though."
"What's the question?" Mela glanced up at him before looking at the tv.
"Did they tell you why you had a miscarriage?"
Mela gulped down and bit on her lip lightly. "The doctors told me that their was something wrong with their chromosomes that would have made it impossible for them to grow properly."
"Damn." He sighed. "Don't worry, you'll be walking around here pregnant again."
Mela looked up at him before giggling. "You're a mess."
He chuckled a little. "How did your dad react?"
"He really didn't say much. All he said was that how did I not know I was pregnant and I kind of shut down on him." Mela shrugged.
"Mm." He hummed. "What side of your family has twins because my family don't have twins."
"My father side don't have twins. As for my mother side, I have absolutely no idea. I should ask my grandparents when I go." Mela looked up at him and flicked his bottom lip.
He looked down at her and smacked her ass.
"Ow." She flicked his lip again and looked towards the tv and got comfortable when she saw that her movie, John Wick, was coming on.
"I'm coming to South Carolina with you."
Mela looked up at him and arched her brow.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I want to meet your family and see where you got that cute ass southern accent from. I want to try some shrimp and grits too." He smiled lightly.
Mela mouth opened before hitting his chest. "I make shrimp and grits all the time. I feel insulted." She laughed.
"Nah baby it's not like that. I want to try some from those older folks. Older people know the original recipe." He laughed a little.
"You know what?" She laughed. "Don't even come because you're going to fall in love with my grandmama and imma have to beat your ass and her ass."
"Your grandma look like you?" He arched his brow.
"I am my mothers child and my mother is her child so you know. It's a generation thing." Mela shrugged.
"Oh yeah, I'm most definitely sliding up in that thing." He joked.
Mela smile dropped. "My granddaddy is going to shoot your ass. He don't play about his wife now."
"We can get along just fine then." He burst out laughed before hugging around her.
"Akiki, nigga you ain't funny." Mela mugged at him with an eye roll.
"I'm just playing baby. You know I love you forever and ever." She felt his kisses all over her face and it made her feel loved.
She couldn't hide her smile and started to giggle. They looked at each other and couldn't help but smile at each other.
"I love you Miya aka Mela Marie Price." He chuckled.
"I love you more Mason aka Marcus Jermaine Price." She copied the 'aka' and giggled.
"Now gimme kiss."
Mela bit on her bottom lip and leaned up just the slightest bit to lay her lips on top of his.
As their kissed deepened she could feel Marcus hug around her tighter, she also felt something else growing on the inside of her thigh.
Pulling away, Mela looked up at him then down at his area seeing the bulge.
"Since when a kiss turned you on?" Mela arched her brow as she slowly made her way down south.
"It's been a while since I had your lips." He chuckled.
She winked at him before getting comfortable and unzipping his pants. "It's okay, because my mouth still works."
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