What would you do if your prayers were answered?
i like the crew first time seeing miley as a cast; fits her well
i wondering the same thing Mel
run it!!!! haha teddy bear lmao
Mel walked into his shop to find one of his artists leaning on the front desk macking up the receptionist like he did every day. Mel smirked and shook his head wondering when he would learn. He checked his watch and noticed they still had 20 minutes before open so it was a perfect time to call a house meeting.
“Well, well, well…look who decided to pop in today!” the guy rose up off the desk smiling, dapping Mel up.
Mel chuckled, “Kill that noise Sean.” He walked over to the desk and the girl handed him the mail for the week, “Thanks Morgan, Sean bothering you again?” he joked while cutting an eye at Sean.
“Every damn day! It’s like he can’t understand no or something!” she joked back as they both laughed at Sean’s expense.
Sean mocked a fake laugh, “Ha ha ha! I like how y’all talkin bout a nigga right in his face though.”
“That’s the best way to do it bro! What up boss man?” another one of Mel’s artists came out the back and dapped him up.
Mel laughed, “Sup Teddy.”
“Teddy Bear! I didn’t know you were here. You must’ve come through the back?” Morgan voiced genuinely excited to see him. Everybody loved Teddy, he brought life to the shop not to mention his dope skills.
Teddy laughed deeply, “Yo, what I tell you about callin me that FuFu sh*t Morgana!” he stressed her government name, which she hated.
“Same thing I told yo stuffing filled ass about calling me that!” she countered. Mel could feel her pain. She wasn’t the only one to loathe her birth name.
Everybody started to laugh. They couldn’t hold it back any longer. The loudness of laughs and giggles brought the remaining of the tattoo and piercing team to the front. He had a team of five artists. Including himself occasionally, made six.
“What’s all the fuss about?”
Everybody was still laughing. “Morgan called T a teddy bear again and he called her by her real name and she went in on his stuffing filled ass.” Sean filled in the other three and everybody laughed some more.
“Y’all two might as well be together as much as y’all argue!”
Sean looked at his coworker, “Aye Collin shut that sh*t up! Everybody knows she my lady man.”
Collin was the third best in the shop after Mel and Teddy. He also did piercings. Collin was the more laid back out of the group. Everybody attributed it to his chronic smoking habits.
“Yeah, everybody in your dreams!” another girl chimed in.
Sean rolled his eyes, “Shut up Cole.”
Cole, whose real name is Nicole, was the only female artist out the group. But she fit in just like one of the guys. She gave them a run for their money and never backed down from a challenge. Mel loved that about her, which is why he hired her. She did piercings as well.
“I don’t know why everybody trippin, Morgan is definitely mine.”
Everybody looked at who said it and then started to bust up laughing. It was Mike, the only resident white boy in the shop. He had a passion for liking exotic looking women.
“Why y’all laughing? I’d hook up with Mike before Sean!” Morgan confessed.
“See!” Mike exclaimed earning a dap from all the guys in the shop besides Sean.
Sean shook his head, obviously in his feelings. “Man, fck all y’all!”
“Awww, little Seany in his feelings?” Cole voiced in a baby voice while playing with his cheek.
Teddy laughed, “Ohhhh know you feel some type of waayyy!” he sung the same voice as Rich Homie Quan.
“Yo, anyway we need to head up this house meeting before open. We’ve already wasted five minutes.” Mel spoke up trying to restore order.
Everybody stopped laughing and became serious. One thing Mel could say about his crew is they knew how to separate business from play. He then went on to set up the agenda for the week and to check up on profits and give props to his team. He stayed a while after open and then headed back out to his house. On his way, he thought of what he and Faith would get into today
i like this !
loving this story run it!!!!
How can she find out?
Aw snaps mel u falln for her now run it
Mel woke up groggily, his eyes still closed. He wasn’t ready to let in the blinding light that found its way through his curtained windows. That’s when he noticed a weight on his upper body and his arm around another. It felt right, but he knew it couldn’t be. He was no longer with Samone and the only female that would be in his grasp was Faith. Mel forced his eyes open and looked down to his chest to find a sleeping Faith resting there with her right hand lying on his heart. He also noticed that they had laid down on the couch and he held her with such intensity.
“Faith.” He whispered after clearing his throat.
She uttered a faint moan, but had no intention of waking. The sound and vibration of her voice did something to him. That’s when he knew it was time for her to get up. “Faith.” He spoke more sternly, ready to be free of her emotional pull.
“Nooooo, let’s just sleep a little longer please? I never get to sleep in up there.” She spoke with her eyes still closed, sleep heavily lacing her voice. She snaked her right arm around his torso, holding him more firmly under her. Listening to his heartbeat was the most soothing thing to her.
Mel sighed inwardly. He couldn’t say that he was completely against the current situation. But they had to get up nonetheless. He had to go into the shop and check up on things. “We can’t, I gotta go check in on the shop.” Mel spoke stressed, he wouldn’t mind lying there a little while longer either.
“The shop?” Faith’s head popped up. “Can I go?” she asked with hope evident in her words.
He sighed, “I don’t think you should. Not this time, but look…I won’t be long. And we can do something when I get back. Okay?” Mel searched her eyes for understanding. Normally he wouldn’t care less if she went, but after the trivia game with his sister the other day he thought it was best to just leave her home. He knew his friends at the tattoo shop would be bolder with their questions.
“Fine.” She sighed, a little defeated. Faith rose from his body and the couch, headed to the bathroom to wash up. They both felt the void almost immediately. As she walked out of the room, Mel couldn’t help but study her body. He didn’t notice last night, but she had on one of the silk nighties from Victoria’s Secret. He didn’t know why his sister took her in there, but then again every girl even an angel deserved to feel sexy. “Stop.” She voiced once she reached the hallway, looking over her shoulder smirking at him.
He smirked back, “Stop what?” he knew what she was talking about, he was staring too hard, but he couldn’t help himself. The way the silk material clung effortlessly to her perfect body was amazing. The fact that it stopped right under her ample behind, that he was just now noticing, didn’t help either.
“You’re lusting.” She spoke, breaking his thoughts and bringing his eyes back to her face. She couldn’t help but steal a glance at his toned naked upper body that she rested on not too long ago. She looked at the way his muscles flexed as he moved on the couch. Her eyes then roamed down to the basketball shorts that barely clung to his waist.
He stood, causing his shorts to fall right above his member. Mel studied her body from head to toe. He had never looked at her like that and knew that he shouldn’t. But when it all came down to it, he was a man. “What makes you think that?" he asked, putting his hands on his hips and allowing a full smile to spread his lips.
“Oh I don’t know, maybe your little friend down there? Makes sense now, I was wondering what was poking me in my side.” She joked as she leaned against the wall.
Mel diverted his eyes down to what she was talking about. His eyes fell back on her again and smirked. “I’m a man, this happens every morning. It’s called morning wo--”
“You don’t have to tell me what it’s called. It’s vulgar and repulsive.” She tried to manage disgust in her voice but could only muster up very little.
He chuckled as he moved closer to her small figure, “If that’s true, and I’m not saying that you’re lying, then why can’t you stop looking at it.” His body was now pressed against hers as hers was pressed against the wall.
“Melvin….” She uttered just above a whisper.
He licked his lips, “Shhhh….” His brown eyes pierced her green ones. Mel placed both his arms on either side of her so she couldn’t move. His lips grazed hers and a soft moan escaped from her mouth sending a chill up his spine. As much as he wanted to kiss her, he couldn’t. He still had some healing to do and knew he was only reacting to the fact that she was there, in front of him, looking as good as she does. He sighed and backed away from her, “I have to get dressed.”
Faith was left swimming in her own thoughts. She touched her lips and she could still feel Mel’s lips grazing upon hers. It all felt so right but she knew it couldn’t be. That’s not what she was sent down here for, was it? In truth, she hadn’t had a clue. But she knew that she must find out.
I've been slipping this is really good. run it
“I love you…” Aubrey’s voice lingered in Faith’s head as she lay awake in the guest room. Staring at the ceiling wasn’t doing much for her. She tried to listen to the chatter going on up there, but it wasn’t the same when she couldn’t answer back. Turning on her side, she sighed heavy. Why did human emotions have to burden a person so much? She then thought about Mel. He was a troubled soul and she had no idea of how to approach him. She cursed herself for not listening to instructions before deployment. She was just so surprised to be returning to earth again.
Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, Faith got up and wandered out of her room and down the hall. She paused in front of Mel’s door, tempted to knock when she heard a noise come from the kitchen. She raised her left ear in the air to get a better listen. And there he was, clear as day sighing heavily in the fridge. Without hesitation, Faith made her way to the kitchen.
She turned on the light and Mel turned around startled, closing the fridge with a water in hand. Realizing who it was, his face relaxed. “Couldn’t sleep either?” he asked with a surprisingly soothing tone.
“No.” Faith smiled easy noticing his softer demeanor, different from his hard and strained one he usually resided in. “I was thinking about you.” She mentioned as she took a seat on one of the bar stools.
He leaned against the counter, across the kitchen from her. “Yeah? What about me?” he asked, not sure of how this conversation would go or end up for that matter.
“That I should start trying to get to know you so that I can help you. You can wear a mask for everybody else, but you can’t hide from me Melvin. I can’t keep walking on eggshells around your feelings. I was okay with you not wanting to talk before, but something has got to give. You gotta work with me here.” She let out a breath that she didn’t know she was holding and kept her gaze on him.
He smirked as he took a sip of his water, “First of all, my name is Mel not Melvin. Secondly, okay.”
“Okay?” Faith was taken aback as to how easygoing he seemed in this moment. She quickly recovered, “Okay.”
Mel shook his head and chuckled at his heavenly friend. “Let’s get some sleep.” He stopped next to her, waiting on her to get up so that he could kill the lights in the kitchen.
“I can’t sleep in that room alone. It’s too much to be by myself.” She spoke as she hopped from the stool and looked up at Mel.
He gave her a puzzled look, “What do you mean?”
“I don’t wanna be alone.” She said plainly.
Mel nodded, “Wanna chill on the couch and see if a good movie is on or something?”
“Sure!” Faith answered without contemplating it and headed to the living room, falling onto the couch.
He chuckled at her happy-go-lucky attitude and followed her into the living room and onto the couch. He turned on the tv and flipped through the movie channels before landing on a random old one. Mel laid his right arm along the back of the couch and slumped into the Italian leather a little to get comfortable. Faith settled in herself, watching not to get too close to him. Things may have moved along with them a little but there was still tension between them. Simply because he wouldn’t let her in. By the middle of the movie, both were sound asleep.
Mel hugged his little sister goodbye and moved out the way so that Faith could do the same. He then made his way to his car on the other end of the parking lot from his sister. Karra hadn’t pressure anymore after he blew up on her. She just knew that he was hurting. She also knew that she had to find out who exactly Faith was.
“Hey, Mel!” Faith called his attention as he was putting all the bags into his trunk.
He let out a breath as he stood straight, “Yeah?” Mel was irritable, he couldn’t even lie. After his sister’s series of questions and the many stores and fitting rooms, he was beyond tired and done for the day.
“What do you do?” she asked full of life, waiting on her car door to be opened.
Mel opened her door, “I own a tattoo shop.”
“That’s exciting, probably why you have all those tattoos. Shouldn’t you be there right now?” Faith gushed after Mel got into the car, pulling her seatbelt across her.
He started the car, “I don’t go in every day. I don’t have to.”
“Oh.” She nodded and then just stared at him for a while, taking him in. She couldn’t help being attracted to him. He was a beautiful man, not to mention his soul. She took the time to drink in his aura. Even though it wasn’t as strong as it could be, it was still better than it was when he discovered her last night.
Mel had noticed her stare, “What?” he asked with a hint of irritation in his voice. He knew he shouldn’t have taken his emotions out on her, but she happened to be there and bothering him at the moment.
“Just looking.” She smiled to herself as she looked ahead.
Mel paid her a look out of the corner of his eye. He made note not to be so mean to her. She did nothing to him; in fact, she was there to help him. He switched on the radio and Drake’s new song “Hold On, We’re Going Home” was just coming on so he raised the volume.
“Ah, Aubrey.” Faith smiled as she closed her eyes and laid back into the headrest.
Mel damn near broke his neck to look over at her, “What?! You know Drake?”
“Well yeah, this isn’t my first trip to earth Melvin.” She spoke matter of factly.
He cringed at her using his full name. He hated it. He shook from his thoughts and tried to focus back on her, “So why act so brand new?”
“Because, timing is different up there.” She pointed to the sky, “Although it may have been only a few years since I’ve been down here, it seems like a lifetime. Plus, I wasn’t in the states when I was down here with him. Everything is new to me.” She looked from his face to out the passenger side window.
He took everything in, “What happened?”
“It was the beginning of his music career, his mother was sick, his father was no help. He was losing faith, he prayed because he knew he was. I was sent to him.” She stopped with a somber look on her face. “I haven’t been sent down here since then. That’s why I was so confused as to why I was chosen for you.”
“Did something happen when you were down here before?” Mel was curious now.
She looked at him and then back out of the window, “He…he fell in love with me. He wanted me to stay, but I couldn’t especially after that compromising situation.”
“Did you love him?” he pressed on.
Faith thought for a while then shook her head, “No, not like how he loved me. That’s what hurt him the most. He understood though, it’s not much you can ask from an angel.” She chuckled a bit to lighten the mood.
Mel didn’t pursue any more of the conversation on the rest of the drive to his place. As he pulled up in front of his condo, his curiosity got the best of him. He killed the engine and looked at her, “So, are you saying that angels are incapable of falling in love?” If so, that was horrible. One thing Mel hated about love, was not being in it. He couldn’t imagine someone else not being able to experience the beauty of it.
“No, I’m telling you that I wasn’t in love with Aubrey. When we’re down here, we have feeling just like humans do. I mean, we still have our powers, but we have all the same emotions and feelings. One thing I dislike about being here.” Her voice trailed off as she retreated to her thoughts. Her mood was being brought down by thoughts of Aubrey and the fact she didn’t know why she was here this time around.
Satisfied for now with her answers, Mel got the car rounding it to open her door. He helped her out and went to the trunk to retrieve all of her bags from the mall. Faith joined him to help.
“Your tattoo shop must be very successful.” She smiled as they made their way up the steps to his front door.
Mel shrugged as he unlocked the door, “I do alright.”
“Way to be humble. We like that up there.” Faith smirked as she walked in behind him.
Karra asking too many questions smh run it!!
His sis ask to much stuff man smh run it
Her questions were irritating me.
IDK why the pic won't show buuuut here's Mel's lil sis!
“This is Faith, she’s not from here.” Mel introduced his new heavenly friend to his younger sister. “Faith, this is my little sister Karra.”
Faith’s eyes lit up, “Oh wow, hi!”
“Hey.” Karra shook her hand warily. She had no idea who this new girl was or why Mel had an interest in her but, she was here and that was that. “Ready to go spend my brother’s money?”
Faith looked at Mel and then back at Karra, “Sure.”
They entered a store and Karra picked out different outfits for Faith to try on. After they got her into a fitting room, Karra sat in the waiting area by her older brother, staring at him. Mel knew what his sister was doing and tried to ignore it. After a while he sighed, “What?”
“Where’s Samone?” she simply asked. She knew that Mel’s girlfriend would never allow anything like this to go down. And if it did, she would definitely be there.
Mel held the bridge of his nose, “Probably somewhere fckn other dudes.”
“Wait…what?” Karra’s eyes widened in pure surprise.
Mel shook his head, “Nevermind.”
Before Karra could push it any further, Faith came out of the dressing room in the first outfit. “I like this one a lot.” Faith beamed as she looked into the three way mirror. She then looked to Mel, “What do you think?”
“Yes Mel, what do you think?” Karra eyeballed him.
Mel rolled his eyes at his sister and smiled at Faith, “I like it a lot. Go try on something else.”
“Okay!” Faith responded all bubbly and scurried back to her fitting room.
Karra burned a hole into Mel, “Spill it.”
“Samone isn’t a factor right now. That’s all you need to know.” Mel replied while keeping his feelings in check this time.
Karra wanted to push further, but knowing her older brother she knew better. Instead she chose a new line of questions, “So who is this ditsy broad?”
“Karra!” Mel called her name sternly.
She looked at him confused, “What? I’m 18, I can say broad. It’s not like I called her a bi--”
“I don’t know about this one.” Faith looked unsure as she looked in the mirror. “Mel?” she asked while still looking in the mirror.
He shrugged, “Looks okay to me.”
“Of course it would.” Karra rolled her eyes. “I don’t really like that one either. Go try another one.” She carefully waited for Faith to return out of hearing distance before she continued, “So, who is she?”
Mel looked at her from the corner of his eye, “A friend. I’m allowed to have those, right?”
“From where?” Karra asked. “We both know you have friends, but not these kind of friends.” She called him on his bullsh*t.
He looked at her, “If I told you, you wouldn’t understand.”
“Mel---” Karra was cut off by the sight of Faith. “That dress is pretty.”
Mel looked at Faith, “Yeah, I like that.”
Faith looked at him and smiled, then returned to the dressing room once more.
Karra studied her older brother. How he looked at the girl and how she’d look back. “Are you cheating on Samone?”
“Karra, damnit! Let it go, there is nothing going on. And for your information, Samone and I broke up last night.” Mel was starting to get a bit irritated by his younger sibling’s questions. But then again, he understood. He couldn’t expect to bring around a random woman and for no one to have any questions.
Her eyes grew wider, “Why?”
“This is Faith, she’s not from here.” Mel introduced his new heavenly friend to his younger sister. “Faith, this is my little sister Karra
As they drove to the mall, the ride was silent. The girl was fidgeting a lot and then looked over at him, “Who was that woman at your door? Was that your ex?”
“Why?” Mel simply asked as he glanced at her and back at the road.
She sat upright, “Well because, I sensed a lot of dark emotion when the bell rang. What happened between you two? I know it couldn’t have been good. I mean--”
“Faith! Would you just please be quiet for a minute?” Mel stressed and then turned on the radio to cease all talking. Mel watched her shrink back into her seat out the corner of his eye. He didn’t intend to be mean, but he didn’t want to talk about it.
Faith didn’t mean to make Mel mad. All she wanted was to figure him out. Why did he need a change in his life? Why was she sent to him? And how could she help him? That’s all she wanted. But she was quiet anyway on their ride. She asked him for new clothes, ones that she picked out because she didn’t like the ones his ex-girlfriend wore. Said they didn’t feel right, and they didn’t.
“Mel…?” she said cautiously.
His jaw flexed, “Yes, Faith?”
“Are you…are you mad at me?”
Mel looked at her and then back on the road, “No Faith, I’m not mad at you. I’m sorry for how I reacted, I just didn’t wanna talk about Samone that’s all.”
“Okay.” Faith nodded and smiled a little.
Mel pulled into a parking spot at the mall and pulled out his phone, “She should be here by now.” He spoke more to himself than he did to Faith.
“Who?” Faith asked.
He looked at her after he read a text message, “My sister.” He got out the car and went around to open her door. “She’s gonna help you pick out some clothes.”
“Okay.” She smiled as she followed him to the doors of the mall.
They walked past many stores and then to the food court. “I figured you might be hungry. She’s running a couple minutes late so we have some time.” Mel informed as he stopped at the mouth of the food court, not sure what she wanted.
Faith nodded and looked around, “What’s good?”
“Well Sabarro pizza is pretty good, and then Chik-Fil-A is always bomb, oh and Hot Dog on a Stick. It all depends on what you’re in the mood for.” Mel explained.
Faith shrugged, “I’m not from here. I don’t know what to be in the mood for. Why don’t you pick and then I’ll just eat?”
“Fine with me.” Mel shrugged and made his way over to Chik-Fil-A.
i wonder what shes goin to pick?? run it please
Run it wonder wats the name
“Samone, what the literal fck?” Mel stood in the doorway with a pissed look on his face.
She stood there with tears in her eyes, “I had to come. I had to speak to you.”
“It ain’t sh*t to say.” He moved to close the door but she held it open.
She moved closer to him, “Why are you so quick to throw away what we have?”
“Are you serious right now?” Mel asked incredulously, “You threw that sh*t away last night when you did what you did!” The last thing Mel wanted to do was cause a scene right there on his porch for everyone to see. He couldn’t help himself though, the image of last night kept replaying in his mind. His fists clenched, the vain in his forehead throbbed, he was pissed and about to go off. That was until he was interrupted.
A loud thump that came from Mel’s room caused both of them to look in that direction. Fck! Mel thought to himself as he sighed. He looked back at Samone who now had an upset reaction on her face.
“Who’s that?” Samone pointed towards the hallway that his room was down.
This was his out. He kept a straight face, “Whoever it is doesn’t concern you. Goodbye Samone.” He closed the door and locked it. After letting out a breath that he didn’t even know he was holding, he made his way to his room to find out what the hell that noise was.
“Oh my goodness Mel, I am so sorry! I don’t know what happened.” The nameless girl stood in the middle of the mess with tears in her eyes.
He looked at his broken down bed and then back at her as she wiped falling tears, “How did this happen?” he stayed calm, she was an angel after all.
“Well, I was lying down and felt how soft your bed is. Which is way better than the bed you put me in, by the way. Anyways, I thought it would be fun to jump on---”
He cut her off, “You were jumping on my bed?! What grown ass woman does that?”
“Heyyyy, don’t curse at me! I thought it would be like jumping in the clouds.” She said in her defense.
Mel looked at her as if she had two heads, “The clouds?!” he shook his head in frustration and left the room. He went to grab a beer and plopped on the couch. He couldn’t even fathom any of the events that took place over the past 24 hours.
“Mel?” the girl stood before him with a somber look. Mel sat there looking up at her but didn’t utter a word. “I’m sorry.” She wiped a stray tear.
Mel took a swig of his beer, “You’re good.”
“I know that, I’m an angel but do you forgive me?” she said as she sat next to him on the sofa.
He chuckled as he shook his head at her comment, “Yes, you’re forgiven.”
“Yaaay!” she clapped and hugged him.
Mel was a little surprised by her hugging him. He didn’t know how to respond so he just sat there and let her hug him. When she released he took another swig of his beer and looked at her. “We gotta figure you out a name.”
“Okay.” She smiled and then closed her eyes.
He sat there patiently, not wanting to interrupt whatever she was doing. He thought about Samone. What did she think coming over would solve? She had the audacity to show up at his place to beg for him to take her back, after what she did. She was foul, he no longer saw her as the same woman he once knew. She was stained and he wanted nothing to do with that.
She opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile, “I got one!”