Stay Away 3 (sequel to Stay Away 2) | #Wattys2015

Chapter 20

Melissa's POV:

That fight I had with Justin at the park today ruined my day.

I know married couple have disagreements.

But, I'm just pissed off.

Some of the shit he does has no meaning.

He's upstairs in the bedroom, doing whatever he pleases. I don't give a fuck.

I continue to sit on the couch alone with my blanket, watching a rerun of Pretty Little Liars.

Bella is asleep and it's around 10 p.m.

I hear my phone go off beside me. I look over to see the screen lit up, seeing that I received a text.

I pick my phone up, seeing the text is from Justin.

I groan and read it.

Justin: Princess?

I cringe a little. I don't wanna be bothered.

Me: Fuck off.

A few seconds later, I receive another text back.

Justin: damn baby. U still mad from earlier?

I groan once more and text him back.

Me: what tf do u think?

I place my phone back down beside me and watch the show.

I love this episode. It's when Allison comes back.

I'm interrupted by my phone.

I pick it up and read Justin's text.

Justin: idk, that's sorta the point of me asking *laughing emoji*

This infuriates me. Fuckin' smartass.

Me: guess what? Ur sleeping alone tonight

I cuddle more into my blanket, until I hear my phone vibrating.

Will he give it a rest?!

I answer his call.

"What?"

"There's no way in fuckin' hell I'm allowing you to sleep alone tonight," he snaps.

"I'm sorry, does it sound like I actually give a fuck? And I don't need you to allow me to do shit," I correct.

"Who's house was this before you moved in?"

"And who kidnapped me and forced me to live here with him?," I ask.

I hear him scoff.

"I didn't kidnap you, I saved your life!," he growls.

"Keep your voice down, you're in the same room as Bella. And you saved my life? I've only gotten into more danger since then."

"Melissa, do you even want to be with me?"

His question catches me off guard, causing me to have no response.

"I try. Okay? I fuckin' try Melissa. I know I'm not perfect, but I do whatever I can to make you happy. After that fight we had today, I was gonna run after you until I realized that I should let you cool down first. But, what the fuck is your problem? I can't getting into these stupid arguments. I didn't dream of this. I stayed up numerous nights in high school thinking of you. Thinking of how perfect my life would be with you."

"Just-"

"I'm not finished," he spats.

I sigh and listen.