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Hi everybody! I know that Thursday was Stubborn Love's one year anniversary (I can't believe it's been a year already!) and I meant to update but I had surgery that day. It's kind of on the DL so if you want to know more message me. I've been totally out of it, I finally got around to doing some writing yesterday. I picture Tammy Faye Baker for Grandma Rose and maybe Michael Douglas for Grandpa Bud.
As far as the Morriseys go, I did the best I could, I don't know them too well and it was more about Philip.
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Chapter Forty Three: Not So Glad Tidings, Part One
Bel Air, Christmas Eve, 5:45 pm
MELODY
"Gare, I can't do this. How can I convince you to turn around? I'll B-L-O-W you four times in a row."
"Yes, you can, Melody. It's only for a couple hours. Besides, we have to leave early to drop Autumn Montana off with Theresa and Sam." Gareth glanced up in the rear mirror of my car. "How are you holding up, honey bunny?"
"Good." She was playing with her iPad in the backseat, Pipper and Elsa on either side.
Autumn Montana had been at Gareth's since last Wednesday, but she had been staying with us since Saturday. For the past five days, the three of us had been the perfect little family. We had gone ice skating at the outdoor rink in Topanga, the L.A. Zoo, LACMA, we even managed to squeeze in a two day trip to Disneyland. It was all so perfect.
Cooking together had become a daily activity, dinner followed by watching a movie in front of the fire place, reading a story to little A.M. as she fell asleep with Violet and the dogs curled up at the foot of my bed, and ending the evening with Gareth and I having very passionate, sensual sex in Rick and Lori's bed, falling asleep wrapped up in each other. I was really starting to become attached to this monogamy thing after all.
"Now you know to be on your best behavior at The Governor's house, right? "Please", "thank you", "m'am" and "sir", "May I" not "Can I".
"Of course, Daddy. I remember."
She looked absolutely darling in a long sleeve black velvet dress with a plaid skirt in colors of cream, black, silver and gold with a sheer gold polka dot skirt sewed over it, a satin gold ribbon tied around the waist, black tights and little black Mary Janes. Her hair was curled in a ponytail, clutching her black, grey and pink bedazzled Judith Leiber owl purse that Lori and the guys gave her for Christmakkuah.
"I know you're nervous because of this whole mess, but I don't think it'll be brought up. Your family has more respect for you than that."
I bit my lip, letting out a snort. "Gareth, they hate me. When I had nowhere to turn to, they all rejected me. My grandma Rose said she wasn't allowed house guests, yet she let my cousin and his girlfriend stay there for two weeks, my aunt Sarah said I wasn't trying hard enough and she was the only person to have any contact with me following the divorce." I looked down in my lap, my stomach churning over how unnecessarily cruel they were, except they weren't particularly interested in me before my parents got divorced, either.
"Autumn, put your headphones in, please."
"Ok, Daddy."
She put the buds in her ears and zoned out watching Masha the Bear.
"How do you know she's not listening?"
"I know. Autumn Montana, we're getting you a kitten." When there was no answer, he turned back to me. "Now that that's taken care of, what's their fucking problem, why are they all such conceited assholes? I don't understand how they could do that, you're family."
"Neither do I, and you're right. Maybe it's for the best that nobody talks to me, even if it's not one hundred percent by choice."
"Apart from that, I know you're dying to see your sisters. You haven't seen Penny and Meghan face to face in how long?"
"Over a year." I sighed with reluctance. They were my main reason for going, but like Aiden's memorial, these family get-togethers really were the lion's den.
"Don't worry, the time will fly by, I promise. After we drop off Autumn Montana, it'll just be the two of us."
When we pulled up, I saw two heads poking out of the living room window but didn't get a good enough look on who they were. I was overjoyed to see my sisters jumping up and down, delighted shrieks coming from the house as they burst through the door.
"AHH! EEK! Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Melody! Melody's here!"
I couldn't get out of the car soon enough, barely making it up the walkway as Meghan and Penny jumped up in my arms, nearly making me lose my footing.
"Penny! Meghan! Oh, I missed you both so much!" I kneeled down, all of us hugging each other tightly.
"Did you really?" Penny asked.
"We haven't heard from you in so long, we thought you were mad at us. You missed Penny's soccer games and my recitals." Meghan said.
I pulled back. "What? No! Of course not, I could never be mad at you guys." I was still kneeling, studying them with a hand on either side of their faces. They had changed so much since the last time I saw them. "You girls got so big!"
Penny was a few inches taller, her auburn hair was a bit past her shoulders and she had braces on her teeth. Meghan still had the adorable pudginess in her freckled face, her wavy sandy brown-blonde hair hung down the middle of her back.
"Why are you crying, Melody?" Meghan asked.
I hadn't even realized I was crying until I blinked and tears fell down my cheeks. "I'm just happy to see you two is all."
"We really missed you." Penny said, looking over my shoulder and pointing. "Is that your boyfriend?"
I turned around to see Autumn Montana hopping into Gareth's arms after buttoning up her little faux fur coat. I smiled at my sisters. "Yes, he is."
"He's cute. Daddy calls him a know it all liberal pr-" Before Meghan could finish speaking, Penny clamped her hand over her mouth.
"Meghan, shush! You can't let anybody know we heard that or the other thing!"
I suddenly got a bad feeling that my dad was up to something, which I hope wasn't true.
GARETH
"Hi, girls. I've heard a lot about you."
I could tell that Melody had started crying when she saw her sisters, and a part of me wanted to cry for her. It was heartbreaking how Philip could be so selfish and keep them separated when they clearly doted on Melody; I was also baffled that Lilly kept tight lipped about the whole thing when she knew how wrong it was. One day, I hoped this would end and that the Blake sisters could strengthen their bond.
Melody stood up. "Gareth, these are my little sisters, Penny and Meghan."
Meghan waved, looking away and giggling while Penny shook my hand.
"Nice to meet you and welcome to our house." She was very mature for her age.
"Why, thank you. I'm glad to be here. This is my daughter, Autumn Montana."
"Hi!" Autumn Montana waved.
"Hi! You wanna play with us and our cousins? We were just about to start a game of Monopoly, we have our coloring books and crayons out, too." Penny said.
Autumn Montana looked up at me. "Is it ok, Daddy?"
I nodded. "Of course, ladybug. Have fun."
"Come on!" Meghan and Penny grabbed either one of her hands and walked into the house as Melody and I followed.
Out of the three of them, Melody was definitely the prettiest. Penny and Meghan looked more like Philip, with fair skin and freckles, but they all had his green eyes. So far, they were both very sweet and polite girls, which I don't get how that was a common trait amongst the three of them when their father was a regal asshole.
"So remind me who everybody is again?"
My nerves were starting to get to me. If the rest of the Blakes were anything like Philip, I was screwed. They'd probably roast me on a spit in the backyard. If Melody thought she was walking into the lion's den, then I knew I had landed in a W.A.S.P. nest.
Looking around, Philip's mansion lacked the warmth of Rick's or even Merle's. Everything was in black and stainless steel, abstract art pieces hung from the walls surrounded by pictures of Phillip and Lilly with the girls. It had turned into a Where's Waldo to find even one picture of Melody amongst them, luckily I found three: One of her and Philip sleeping on a couch when she was two, one of her when she was eleven on a carousel pony, her hair flipped to one side, and the last one was Melody's graduation portrait.
Melody pointed over towards the Christmas tree in the family room that led from the dining room, to a tall man with brownish grey hair, a thin blonde woman, a wide eyed brunette and a man with black hair, all dressed in suits. "That's my uncle Brian, the Chief Financial Officer of Live Nation, next to him is his wife Jocelyn Heriot, the lady with the glasses is my aunt Sarah and her husband Edward, they're political science professors at UC Santa Rosa. I don't know where my cousins are, but the little kids are my second cousins that I've never even met before."
"Wow, they look like a Republican doppleganger dream team. Mitt Romney, Ann Coulter, Michele Bachman and Anthony Weiner."
She laughed. "Yeah, you're spot on with that one. No wonder we didn't fit in."
A stout woman with too much makeup and what was obviously a wig walked up to us, or I should probably say teetered from side to side, along with a taller older man. I'm guessing these were Grandma Rose and Grandpa Bud.
"Melody! Look how skinny you are, just like Lori! Good thing, too, you were getting to be a fat Jewish slob like the rest of the women in your family!"
My mouth flew open as Melody sucked her lips in and nodded. "We've both lost a lot of weight. Thanks, Grandma. Hi, Grandpa." She leaned over and gave them a kiss on the cheek.
"Hello, dear. Unemployment seems to suit you well, but please try to join the norm and the rest of Corporate America and find a job, eh?" He looked over at me and reached into his suit jacket. "Thank you, young man. Your services have been most valued, have a Merry Christmas." Grandpa Blake handed me a fifty dollar bill and I knew right away what he was talking about.
"Oh, I think there's been a mistake, sir. I'm not an Uber driver, I'm Melody's boyfriend, Gareth, and I work for Woodbury."
His frown deepened and he clasped his hands firmly on my shoulders, almost making me stumble. "Young man, I've heard all about you and I hope that you do not suffer in eternal damnation for the sins of your mother."
"Uh, Grandpa, where's my father? Could you please get him for me?"
Grandma Rose nodded. "Come on, dear, let's go have some cheese and crackers."
"Remember, your soul can still be saved." They walked away, I could still feel the tingling in my shoulders.
"Are you ok? I am so sorry about that. He's very religious." Melody walked behind me and began massaging my shoulders.
"I'm surprised more than anything. He's quite cantankerous."
Ever since my mom and Carol got together, Alex and I had become the subject of ridicule from all ages. It resulted in a handful of fights at school, but I knew that my mom and Carol belonged together. I couldn't even begin to imagine what it would be like if either of them stayed with their husbands.
"Daddy," Autumn Montana tugged on my pant leg, causing me and Melody to look down at her. "I'm thirsty."
"I'll get you some juice, A.M." Melody said.
"Hi, hun."
Autumn Montana looked up and let out a shrill scream before bursting into tears, causing everybody to look over at us.
"Oh, sweetie, no! Please don't cry!" Melody said as I picked A.M. up, rubbing her back while she sobbed into my chest.
"The scary pirate is gonna get us!"
We looked over to see Philip standing there in what I couldn't tell was shock or annoyance.
"Dad, what happened to your eye?" Melody asked, nodding her head at his black eyepatch.
"Golf injury. If it hadn't been at the country club, I would have just said I was saving somebody."
"Autumn, don't cry. It's just my daddy."
Autumn Montana looked up, her lip quivering still.
"See? It's alright."
"I'm not a pirate, pumpkin. Here," Philip reached over to the bar and grabbed a multi colored stick. "how about a candy cane?"
A small smile appeared on her face as she took the candy cane. "Ok. Thank you!"
Melody raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure it was a golf injury?"
The Governor nodded. "Yes, it is, Melody. I've got a little surprise for you in the kitchen. Come on, piglet." With a smile, he wrapped his arm around Melody's shoulder, guiding her away from me. She must have been able to sense that something was off, because she grabbed my hand to follow them.
When we walked into the kitchen, I saw a tan woman with brown curly hair talking to Lilly by the stove, a man of average build with brown facial hair, and a familiar doofy looking brunette. Once I finally recognized him, I couldn't believe it. Neither could Melody, who stopped in her tracks.
"Ben? Allen? Donna?"
Ben waved nonchalantly. "Hi, Melody."
"What are you doing here?"
"Surprise!" Philip said, squeezing her shoulder. "Isn't this great? Go on and give the boy a hug!" He turned to me, a shit eating grin on his face. "The Morriseys were going to Nepal to spend the holidays with their daughter Alexandria, but I convinced them to stay behind for some good 'ole Christmas cheer!"
Ben walked over and awkwardly wrapped his arms around her, which she barely reciprocated. "It's good to see you, Mel. You look like you survived."
"How's Yale?" She asked, trying to look away.
"Perfect. I'm a track all star, passing my classes and President of the Young Republicans club. I hope to be just like your father one day."
"Oh, we can count on that, Ben." Philip and Ben both laughed as Philip slapped him on the back.
"Daddy, I'm still thirsty." Autumn Montana whispered in my ear. Melody must have heard, because she snapped out of her trance.
"Right. Ben, this is Gareth, my new boyfriend, and his daughter, Autumn Montana. Gareth, this is Ben, my ex-fiancé, and his parents, Allen and Donna. I feel like I'm in The Twilight Zone right about now." Melody walked to the refrigerator, avoiding everybody as she searched for juice and a sippy cup, stiffly greeting Allen and Donna on the way.
"Go follow Melody, A.M.." I set Autumn Montana down and cleared my throat as I extended my hand, remembering to still be courteous. "Hi, nice to meet you, Ben and Donna. Good seeing you again, Allen."
He nodded over at me. "Likewise." Since Alexandria was still partnered with Woodbury, I had seen Allen once or twice around the office.
All Donna did was shrug and sip her wine, resuming her conversation with Lilly. Ben eyed me up and down, a cocky smirk on his face. "You're my replacement, huh? Wow, she went from JFK to Kurt Cobain. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
If we weren't at The Governor's house and I knew I could get away with it, I would knock this kid into the middle of the next era. Who did he think he was?! For somebody raised in affluence, he was incredibly rude. No wonder Melody dumped him, this kid was a spoiled narcissist.
"Well, I play big to win big. Your loss is my gain, Ben. You've got the Ivy League but I've hit the jackpot." I clicked my tongue and winked, leaving him flabbergasted and me oddly fulfilled.
"Thanks, Melody!" Autumn Montana walked out of the room with her sippy cup.
Melody gracefully stormed over. "I'll be right back. Dad, I need to speak with you. NOW." She yanked Philip by the arm and out of the kitchen.
"Gareth, would you like something to drink?" Lilly asked, which was exactly what I needed.
I nodded. "Yes, please. I'll have a beer, thanks."
MELODY
"Dad, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked as I flung my dad into the hallway, intense rage practically blinding my vision with red. It wasn't that I had an issue with Ben or his family, I just didn't appreciate the ambush.
"Well, a part of me wanted to prepare for the Red Cross Ball next month, but I figured that seeing Ben would remind you of how things used to be. Allen thought it was a wonderful idea, so you have both of us to thank."
I scoffed in annoyance, rolling my eyes up for a second. "You're unbelievable, you know that? Ben and I have both moved on, why can't you and Allen accept that and be happy for us?!"
"Because that's the type of person you belong with, Melody. What kind of father would I be if I didn't constantly remind you? I think we both know this thing with Garrett isn't going to last, it can't. You don't really think it's going to work with that hipster, do you? I'm right about you being with Ben, you'll realize that in the long run."
"You don't know me at all, so you don't know the type of person I belong with! His name is Gareth and you better get his name right because he will be your son-in-law one day soon enough, we'll be moving in together after New Year's. I love him, I'm going to marry him and you nor Allen and Donna or anybody else is going to tell me otherwise how to live my life!" I stormed off, infuriated with how childish a grown man could be. I know it wasn't right to leave Gareth in the kitchen with the social daggers, but I needed a moment to myself. Throwing myself down on the staircase, my face buried in my hands, wrapped up in frustration.
Most fathers would be thanking their lucky stars to have a guy like Gareth dating their daughter, and my own dad was deeming him as completely unworthy. I knew Dad was ruthless and cruel, but he's now proved that he is completely devoid of any heart or soul. How on earth had he become California Governor?
"Melody?"
I glanced through the balusters to see Lilly walking over.
"Oh, hi, Lilly."
"Are you alright? I'm sorry, I had no idea they were coming until they were at the front door."
"No, I've all of a sudden got a blasting headache." I rubbed my throbbing temples.
"I'm sorry, to both of you. It wasn't fair to Gareth, either." She looked at me with sad eyes, which I could tell were genuine. "Why don't you go lay down? We kept your room the same. I'll let you know when dinner is ready."
"Ok, I will. Thanks, Lilly."
She smiled and squeezed my shoulder. "No problem, dear."
While she was appearing concerned, I don't know how sincere her motives were. It could be for her benefit or to look good to my dad, I'm honestly not sure. All I knew was that right now I just needed to get away from everybody.
FIVE MINUTES LATER
I walked upstairs, looking around at all the work that had been done since the house had undergone a huge renovation around the time Mom lost our house. I couldn't help but feel depressed, especially since my sisters had no idea what really happened.
The office/fitness room was large with one side of it having a treadmill, an elliptical, and various weight machines. The other side had the largest size iMac available on a mahogany desk. Framed jerseys and balls in glass cases were on the gym side while pictures of my father with celebrities and important political figures were on the office side. In addition to the sports memorabilia, Dad also collected artifact katanas in elaborately painted Japanese fish tanks.
"Melody."
I looked over to see Gareth walk into the room.
"Hey, how did you-"
"Lilly told me where you were and I just figured I'd take my chances in finding you."
"I don't even know why I came in here. This is my dad's office/fitness room. He combined the two so he'd never be separated from the gym and the work space, he always said he got his best ideas when exercising."
"Wow, he's certainly the organizer and collector." He checked out everything in the room, staring at the baseball bats and basketballs before a pair of Kobe Bryant's signed sneakers caught his eye.
"Yes, he is. Gareth, I'm sorry I left you back there, it-"
He shook his head and walked up, wrapping his arm around me from behind. "No, it's ok. What's going on?"
I was glad he was behind me because right now I couldn't look at him, I was worried I would start crying, my aggravation at an all time high.
"My father is an ultimate prick, that's what's going on. He thought that if I saw Ben again I'd want to drop everything and revert to life as it once was." I leaned my head back on his chest. "Why is it so hard for him to accept my life and my decisions? What, would he rather me be miserable with Ben than be happy with you or does he just not care?"
Gareth ran his hand up and down my arm. "He's a control freak, that's why. Not only that but it seems like he wants you to be some reformed subservient housewife, same for Ben."
"How can you tell?"
"Ben has "self centered asshole" written all over him, that's why. I gotta ask, what did you ever see in that guy?"
I silently laughed. "Hey, it wasn't a total disaster. He had a sweet side but then just became consumed by his ego. For a while I tried to convince myself I was happy, but I wasn't and it's why I ended things. Surprisingly, he was all for it, I don't think he ever really loved me either, rather the idea of me. It's so unlike his parents. Despite that his mom has no personality and his dad comes off kind of a dick, I know they love each other very much." I put my hands on Gareth's face, staring into those sweet green brown eyes. "With us, it's different. In regards to your feelings, you've never pretended to be something you weren't and that's one of the many things I love about you."
He smiled. "And it's how I'll always be."
At that moment, I really couldn't have loved him any more than I did right now. After being desolate and single for so long, my pain was over. I pushed Gareth up against the wall, kissing him passionately, like it would truly be our last kiss. He put his hands on my shoulders as I began to nibble on his neck.
"Melody, wait. We shouldn't do this, not in here. Your father will chop my head off with one of those very sharp katanas he has on display in his fish tanks."
I shook my head, getting on my knees and undoing his belt. "No, he's too preoccupied discussing and planning a future that will never happen."
"What if we get caught?" His voice cracked, an indicator he was nervous. "You've already done it once today, I don't want you to strain yourself."
Looking up at him from my position on the floor, I realized that I really had lucked out. Gareth always had my back and my best interests, he cared about me. Even if my dad refused to acknowledge it, it's something I would never be blind to.
I stood up, kissing him again with everything I had, but this time out of everlasting love instead of insatiable passion.
"I don't care nor will I ever care what my stupid father or the rest of those Republicans or anybody else in the world says. I love you and you're mine. What we have, it's what love really is. Gareth, you've spent your whole life taking care of everybody. Relax and let me do this for you."
I got down on my knees again, wanting to show how much I love the man in front of me. He's made me the woman I am today and I couldn't imagine a life without him.
"It's not that, sweetheart, it's- Oh, damn!"
I cut him off, licking his erect member, sucking it all the way, playing with his balls. Gareth moaned heavily, half stroking/half tugging my hair.
"You give the best head. Mmm, Melody, suck it. Suck my cock, babe."
I laughed as I chewed softly on the head before moaning, the vibrations driving him crazy.
Underneath pictures of my dad with President Obama, Donald Trump, Sarah Palin and Tony Robbins, I gave my wonderful boyfriend the blowjob of all blowjobs, sucking and deep thrusting with such precision. Although, there was something else I had in mind for us to do...
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