Chapter Thirty: Surprise.

(sorry guys, I totally forgot what to write next. I was suffering from writers block and finally I have came into a conclusion and decided to end this story soon and continue other stories. Till then enjoy.♡♡)

[Weeks goes by. Melissa's condition is now getting better. Its been a few days, since I took her back home.]

I was just reading a book and lost in the story until Melissa back hugs me to get back into the reality. "Y-yeah? Babe you need anything?" said I. Melissa smiles and says, " Its been a while since we have gone out. Had dinner, talked, hangout."

To be honest, she is actually right. I then reply to her as I hold her hand and kiss it, "Mhm. So where do ya wanna go?" " Maybe to a beach or something." I nod and say, " What about next week?" Melissa then says, "perfect" and walks away.

I don't know if it is only me who thinks that she has been hiding something. I snug the matter off and keep the book on the side table and go to our room.

While at it, I hear Melissa talk to someone. " But bro, it felt weird to request something like this. What if she feels weird-" " Melissa. You busy? " said I. Melissa quickly ends the call and says, " N-no one. " It obviously felt weird.

Later I go for my part time job early to refresh my mind from weird thinking. But the whole time I was over-thinking the whole matter.

I come back home earlier than usual so that I can take care of Melissa. On the way, I buy 2 cans of beer and fruit juice and pizza as I didn't felt like cooking and I don't want to bother Melissa for this. As I go home, I see Melissa sleeping on the couch. I go to her and wake her up.

" First eat something and then go to sleep." "I don't want to..." Melissa says in a sleepy voice. I then keep the beer and fruit juice on the table and reheat the pizza.

After sniffing the delicious pizza, Melissa woke right up and says, " Can I get some? " I reply sarcastically, " You said you didn't want to." " Yeah.. I'm sorry. Let me have some. Pretty please...." "Fine.."

I keep the pizza on the table and hand the fruit juice to Melissa while I pop the can of the beer. Melissa gives me a side eye and says, " Why fruit juice for me? " I reply, " Cause its good for you and beer isn't. " and take a sip.

As I was drinking, I still could feel her staring at me. Without even glancing at her I say, " Stop staring. You're not getting it." " I am not staring at you." " You are!" with that I look at her direction only to face my nightmare.

<to be continued>